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

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