I wrestled a while with the notion of freedom I was knew where I wanted to go but was unsure of how to get there And so I wrestled Maybe its natural or nurtured. The need to acquire, the need to need and attach Like a rubix cube, trying to work out the right way to shed the load Ensnared, like a man already almost dead Being guided towards the watery bottom by stone captors Possessing and obliging myself in to suffocation Then Eureka Divine inspiration, like the stars aligning. Moses at the sea parting A way was made So I walked along, unaware where the path would / will lead me I hurried along because my time had come From all that sought to enslave me towards the promise land Faithfully and fearfully I know it Across a desert to the place in my dreams Will the burning sand burn away the passion in my feet While I might get hungry and thirsty All I know is I just got to keep walking Got to keep walking And from the days of John the Baptist until now the kingdom of heaven suffereth violence, and the violent take it...

Did not find freedom in the places you showed me Or redemption in the ideas you sold me Your expectations that create clones Moulded minds Dutiful drones Forged in the image of false idols Behind the lies we hide though Diamonds and gold Layered in dirt Willing and unwillingly Partaking in this purge Abstaining from life From truth and true expression Afraid of our journey and direction Afraid our voice will be heard Afraid because its different Afraid Afraid to be different Fighting for Freedom Never more have I appreciated my time alone. In a collision so subtle almost non will notice the this silent explosion. Like the tree in the forest that has fallen, the calamity of the instance remains unheard and unseen from the witness of the chaos and devastation that remains. Accompanying my Gran to South Africa to visit her family has allowed me a clarity and reflection. Contrary itself this introspection occurred in such intense social expectation and situation. A trip taking us 1326km, thats 846miles over 6 days meeting countless numbers of relatives more than could be counted on the hands and toes of all the four passengers on this mammoth journey. What could...