The Wild Heart Knows
There is an energy here that has no interest in past stories and no care for future ideas or imaginations. This life force doesn't kneel to worldly ideas or rules, for it is beyond the realm of the world altogether. This energy I speak to and from cannot be earned, attained, or remembered. It's what simply is without the belief of being a person in time.
"Who am I?"
"Where am I going?"
"And why am I here?"
Are all mental beliefs being chewed on by
absolutely no one, by wonderfully nothing.
For no one is here appearing as the multitudes of "someones."
Your wild heart knows this, but what you call your mind wants to be shown this. It never will. For the heart needs no proof, validation, or remembering. It's already free as can fucking be.
So what's the problem? Don't ask your mind. It will only seem to bind.