I don’t want to follow your rules.
I don’t want to play your games.
I don’t want to confine myself to your logic.
I don’t want to restrict myself to your vocabulary.
I don’t want to limit my range of emotions.
I don’t want to hem myself into your worldview.
I don’t want to accept your operating assumptions.
I don’t want to jump to your conclusions.
I don’t want to rule out other realms of possibility.
I don’t want to dampen hope.
I don’t want to resign myself to the status quo.
I don’t want to choose among your categories.
I don’t want to divide myself into prescribed roles.
I don’t want to stifle myself in order to conform.
I don’t want to cooperate with your notion of how things ought to be.
I don’t want to constrain myself in the name of morality.
I don’t want to surrender to one way of being.
I don’t want to stuff myself in a drawer anymore.
I don’t want to be more or less fit for your world.
I want to be more and less.
I want to live in my own dimension.
I want life to be my own invention.
I want to state my own terms.
I want to define my own turf.
I want to relate to you in my own way.
I want to insist on having my say.
I want to create my own reality.
I want to overflow….
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