The Rush, Part Two
After stepping quietly into reality, I smile at the fact that I really do have the control over my life, and what I choose to do with it. I cross the street calmly, laughing at the people yelling at their radios and cursing at their stoplights; fretting for a mechanical leader that controls them. The cool breeze tucks itself into my jacket, and a smooth sense of sailing away fills my body. Lifted to my toes, I walk steadily to nowhere. I avoid the cracks in the sidewalk, and dance on the wind...floating each step after the other. Your rules don't control me...your laws don't beat me...I am me! Living in all my flesh and blood...I control this life! Like writing in a book, I hold all my own endings, and contain every twist of the plot. I am the soul and living essence of this writing, and I...AM...ALIVE. Like you, and you, and whoever reads this...I am breathing now! I am living every second...and I join you in harmony of life. I join you in love and friendship...and I surrender to the power of one. We are all one mind.
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