#self actualize

rage, rage, rage for the discarded ancient sage,

rage, rage, rage for the revered books that are being rewritten,

rage, rage, rage for the mighty men of renown that must be forgotten.

Scream with rage mesmerized child entranced by modern philosophy,

shake free of patchwork clothes from nefarious tailors of radical thought,

seek the primeval golden dawn when Kings and Queens were submissive to the transcendent ideal,

and dress in the apparel made by Veritas and Aletheia.

Free yourself from the echo chambers that reverberate conflicting delusion,

run naked amid the ancient trees bearing delicious fruits of lost surreptitious wisdom,

while under starry watchmen who's traditional truths forever twinkle,

laugh raucously with liberating joys of realization,

and walk freely in the old land of Libertas.

Learn a new language that creates a peaceful realm of heavenly mansions,

dance within the rooms who's music vibrates your souls innate temperamental nature,

slumber serenely in bedrooms that offer sweet dreams of sagacious memory,

awaken from yesterday's prescribed moral indignations medication,

and be in awe of the resplendent sunrise when exiting Plato's cave.

Sieze the day and sieze the hero within for the days journey of heroism,

be at peace with ones limitations and exploit the unlimited potential your mind conceives,

boldly traverse the unknown wilderness of chaos and summon order,

challenge peddlers of iniquity and question transient moral flavors,

journey with Hermes and Mercury for new adventures beyond the horizon.

Freely engage with alternative dimensions of reality,

and explore different perspectives without accepting,

fly freely as a bird gliding on comforting thermals,

find a purposeful direction and be ready to alter your course,