The Infinite Cage

Why don't you think outside the box,
When you think about how far you've come,
And all the paths you've passed up,
And subsequent delusion,

About the options you have?
You have no less than anyone,
Who has taken chances in their life,
And tackled their vocation.

And all those ties that bind,
And responsibilities that restrict,
Your desire for a new life,
May be just the kick,

In the pants, (alright?)
That you need to decide,
That no cage is so small,
That you can't explore the inside.

Looking for Opportunities

If you just let things happen,
You won't be doing things differently,
Because they're going to happen, anyway.
You can't fight reality.

But, if you notice everything,
Happening to you or someone else,
You may have a better chance at understanding,
How to take care of yourself,

Which involves noting opportunities,
As they come into view,
And embracing them immediately,
'Cause you have nothing to lose.

'Cause to be alright,
You need to be alright with yourself,
And that means knowing you did everything,
To maintain your mental health.

When You'll Be Successful

When do opportunities come?
When you least expect them,
Just when you've started to enjoy what you're doing,
That's exactly when,

You forget about your dissatisfaction,
And when your universe transforms,
And those around you start talking to others,
About how you're above the norm,

And then it is no coincidence,
That the offers start rolling in,
For now you're seen as a positive force,
And a multi-disciplinarian.

and it's alright,
That you will hit lows again,
That's only when you stop and look around,
And change direction.

It Doesn't Matter What Others Want

You have to follow your heart,
This is sad, but true,
Unless your world's general happiness,
Has nothing to do with you.

But, if you're living life for other people,
Fulfilling their every need,
With no compensation coming to you,
Except money,

You're slogging it out washing,
Up someone else's mess,
Made up of shit you'd never touch,
In its greatest pristineness,

Then, it's alright,
To say fuck it all,
Just make sure you have enough in the bank,
To be functional.

Making It.

When it rains, it pours,
Have you heard that before?
Which means that perception's just waiting for the chance,
To soar,

And show you its power in the face of,
What seems like a given thing,
Like circumstances and barriers,
And other peoples' feelings.

But what happens when you are ready to go,
And you have everything in place?
Well, others recognize the power you have,
And tries to tag along for the race.

And that's alright,
You need them to succeed.
No one's an island or can live in a vacuum,
Unless they live in a house for the insane.

No Chance

There it goes again:
Time and all its potential.
Before you know it, there'll be nothing left,
And with regret, you will be full,

For things you didn't do, which some argue,
Is worse, than for things you did.
"But, society leaves nothing left for ourselves,"
You say on your death bed,

Which may be true if you try to be responsible,
To the activities,
Which are demanded to maintain this system,
Of inequities.

And it's alright,
No one's saying there's an alternative.
Either you live in this world or you,
Live life as a fugitive.

What Do You Want From Life?

When the moment of truth finally comes,
And every moment after that,
Promises to determine the shade of your life,
Do you really want to act?

Do you really want to push the issue?
For consider this:
Though you might be always wondering, 'what if',
At least you won't wish,

You had never crossed that threshold,
For, even if it's what you always dreamed,
Reality never offers what you anticipate,
And what you want is never coupled with ease.

And it's alright,
Not to take the leap of faith,
People in this world generally don't,
Except those who are considered great.

Money to Blow

You work hard all of your life,
Or maybe you don't,
Until the day that the windfall falls in your lap,
And you rise from the unknown,

And you can finally be a person,
Who can do whatever he wants,
Both in the context of personal desires,
And societal can'ts,

With spectacles that in the end,
Don't really acheive much,
Because the lion's share of people,
Still aren't people, as such,

'Cause it's alright,
To stand up against the man when you have power,
Because there are so very few of you,
He knows there is no reason to cower.

The Gold Ring

Don't wake up one day,
To find that you've been too busy,
To change your life in a significant way,
And now you're stuck in perpetuity,

Doing what you've learned to do so well,
But exclusively,
While letting other talents wither away,
That were once the root of your security.

And it's never too late, at least that's what they say,
And you may begin to see,
People sprouting who've been working hard under cover,
Whose success popped 'instantaneously'.

And it's alright,
If you ever get an inkling of a thought,
That you have found what you've been looking for,
Lose sight of it, not.

Once you've gotten somewhere,
Where you've done all that you can,
To the extent that you are capable,
It's time to look to other humans,

And have the faith that those making an effort,
Have found themselves thinking the same thing.
Really, what happens is they're always cranked out,
And you just have to catch the next one coming,

And show her that she cannot do it alone,
Because she might not have actually seen,
That there are others like her, and the only way to do more,
Is to look to other human beings.

And it's alright,
If the first one doesn't agree,
We're talking here about a higher consciousness,
Undiscussed for many centuries.

If You Want

There is nothing more you have to do,
Than continually try,
And continually devise the next step,
With your mind,

And be aware of where you are,
And of where you are going,
And keep an eye out for those who may,
Want to destroy your glory,

For reasons you must understand,
Or you'll never get very far,
And never relax,
If you want a future.

And it's alright,
If you don't,
Or if you can't put in the effort,
To dig that moat.

Did You Do With Abandon?

No matter what you do,
Remember the world is all yours,
Until you die and then it disappears,
Except for others,

And how will they remember what you did,
In relation to the power in your hands?
Will they say, 'She understood no one owns her,
And her life was in her hands.'?

Will they, in retrospect, say you had it right,
That there are no limits to what one can do,
And that you did it in your own way,
Even if it wasn't what you'd planned to do?

And it's alright,
If they chuckle a little bit,
At how your world rubbed up against theirs,
'Cause a life's value's not judged by its conflicts.

Opportunities

Sometimes one step at at time,
Can be magical,
If each one's only taken when the time is right,
And you're comfortable.

Walk a mile in a year or two,
You'll find the knowledge you get of the land,
Will be of value when it's recognized,
The advantage,

Of the space you're in, or at least,
The perspective that you have of it.
Shallow understanding is the same everywhere,
While findings in depth are always different.

And it's alright,
Just have faith that your faith will pay off,
Even if you feel unprepared,
You can never be prepared enough.