Vivid. What I am. Like a vase that he lacks a drop to overflow. Everything goes in and out of me soon. I pour on the ground. Of sweat, blood, problems, joys, desires, projects, pain. Nothing, nothing. Saturated. Limit is reached. I
need to get rid of me unload. Need to let go of what is not and what no longer exists. Other reborn. Leaving only the essentials. Remove these unnecessary layers of skin in my way and that overwhelm me.
The company we built, people shape us. In the middle of everything, we lose ourselves and forget. We robotized and buries it. Corsets for good thinking, muzzles to prevent, straitjackets that swallow our primary energy.
Sometimes, I find this animal instinct. One to fight for the essence of life, the will to survive. Forget everything, and roar down the masks. I exist in a mold that I too tight do not know how uninhabited.
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