Wolfgang Engmann

Too often we take for granted what we have and let most of what we have slip through our fingers without any sort of regard, often leaving behind much of what we have to the crows in pursuit of what can only be deemed somebody else’s leftovers, all in the wake of a life unlived, indoctrinated in front of the very thing that saps what little life we have, in all reality, left to live.

We’re too young as a species to be left alone with what it is we have, childish in intent as we look upon the world before us as if we’re as grown as much as a man can ever grow, lacking the foresight to live life the way it was meant to be lived without the regret that comes with the hindsight old age provides as we forfeit our youth in pursuit of believing we’ll live forever young.

Still we chase wild geese as if that’s all there is to chase, catching nothing at the living room alter that sees us sacrificing night after night, being told what to think, how to behave in front of a box that forms our belief systems, that has us memorise misinformation as if there is nothing else to be had.

And those who choose otherwise, who choose simple conversation over distorted images are deemed to be outcasts, fucking idiots amongst the sheep who’re being herded by the wolves that walk amongst us and share our every living breath.

It’s simple math yet we fail to see that something doesn’t add up despite the lessons from a simple teacher who lives his life the way life is truly meant to be lived.

Freedom from within,

The Journeyman.

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