Confined by behavioral rhythms
and all-consuming thought loops…
I recognize patterns as my foundation.
Through sacrifice of inner freedom
and connection with the consciousness collective,
I’m equipped for this society.
Their pressures and conditioning
have cemented the programming
of my baseline thoughts and actions.
Choosing comfort over intentional living,
I’m trapped into this form
of interaction with the world.
Can I ever break free?
- Author: FallingAwake2 ( Offline)
- Published: October 5th, 2023 19:21
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 0
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