Life outside a lie is hard to live
For one, we never discover it
It shimmers below our subconscious
But our will is too weak to let it in
We refuse to see what is right before us
We refuse to read what is written
We rush to interpret to our Heart’s content
Without looking at what was truly meant
Our aim is to be targeted,
high-end consumers in silver wraps
we will complain against what we are taught to complain against
without seeing what’s beneath the surface
But what is beneath the surface?
What is the point of knowing it all?
It is
to live a life outside a lie
Than to have never lived, at all