it's not so hard somewhere deep inside ourselves we know everything we need to know but we've been trained to forget conditioned not to listen we hunger for deep reality but settle for weak facsimile we aspire to courage but allow our fears to be manipulated we want to be free but concede and compromise ourselves at every step to feel safe. we have everything we need to live in paradise for everyone but we're eating it all up and crapping it all out as fast as we can faster faster faster more more more hoard hoard hoard mine mine mine consume dispose consume until it's all gone while high-def flat screen phantoms shiny electrodistractors and cell phone brain parasites eat our time and our minds and our lives. we live and die in a group trance a mass of mass dreams in which someone else's dreams are more real to us than our own whose dream is this whose dream do you serve your conditioning is more than you realize. stop take a moment take a breath check your body and ask yourself am I awake right now or am I dreaming someone else's dream.
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