CHANSON SUR L'AIR

Sometimes I wish I could release myself from my own body to run free,
as the souls -white butterflies- of the ancestors.


                                      [       ]
                                      [PSY]
  [PSYCHE][PSYCHE]   [       ]  [PSYCHE][PSYCHE]
                    [PSYCHE]  [PSY] [PSYCHE]
                    [PSYCHE]  [        ] [PSYCHE]
          [PSY][PSYCHE]   [PSY] [PSYCHE][PSY]
          [PSYCHE]                           [PSYCHE]
               [HE]                                     [HE]


I would then be able to feel without pre-tailored sensors.
Without the genetic weight, breaking the predictable response.

If only I could experience without the fear to unconventionality.
I wish I could create a new me every morning from the liquid essence of myself.

Sometimes I also think we live a floating lie.
 I say "floating" because we were tied to a sun-sized balloon
and left our "need of questioning " on the ground behind.

Do I believe in this unequal system, in this overcooked morality?
(it was un-freely imposed, there the issue).
I have to say I doubt. I'm not convinced.

And I wonder how to start a revolution from a single individual
while still embedded  into a solid body.
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Posted by Chinchilla Terremoto, 2014