<center>Here's a relic from my days as a drummer in Vancouver. Many a night I'd be up late with bandmates, surrounded by beer cans, contemplating songs in a haze of bong smoke. On one one such night, I was flipping through a book by David Icke while Bill Hicks was on TV and Tool was playing in the background. I hammered this poem out afterwards, which would seem to be the product of those influences. Needless to say, I was going through a bit of a transition phase. I was getting my affairs in order and unplugging myself from the grid to strike out and find my place in the world. Sometimes, I miss those nights and I'm looking forward to getting back into music once some of my current projects are out of the way. :)</center>
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<center>Listen carefully and look at the light
This holographic universe of endless delight
It’s drawn you in, cut you off,
And sealed you up in a comfortable box</center>

<center>It cheers you up, sings you to sleep,
And lets you live a hero’s life in your dreams
It grants your wishes and demands in return
Only that you keep the faith and swear not to learn</center>

<center>Everybody knows; This is the life
Who could refuse and why would you fight?
Everybody’s doing it; This has to be right.
Just sign on the line and come to the light</center>

<center>Hold on!
Step back, look again, and see it for the shit it is
Turn around and walk away forget that it even exists</center>

<center>You can’t lose if you don’t play
Or get lost if you don’t stray
From the road to remembering what you’ve always known
The art of living in love; To thine own self be true </center>

<center>These words and images
These fairy tales and ancient myths
The social norm, surveillance grids
False security and promises that
Stir you up and dumb you down
Hypnotizing you with the sound
Of clapping hands and cheering crowds
As long as you keep your head in the clouds</center>

<center>Look at it all; Feel as I feel
Bank accounts and families; This has to be real
Shut up or get shut down; This is the deal
Cross your heart and hope to die. Your fate has been sealed.</center>

<center>Step back, look again, and see it for the shit it is
Turn around and walk away forget that it even exists</center>

<center>You can’t lose if you don’t play
Or get lost if you don’t stray
From the road to remembering what you’ve always known
The art of living in love; To thine own self be true</center>

<center>Don’t try to tell me what I really need
Don’t try to sell me on material greed
You can’t own the sunlight or the air that I breathe
The nightmare is over when we get off our knees </center>

<center>So don’t ever worry and don’t be afraid
There is only the choice to be made
To fear their violence and join their parade
Or love yourself enough to stand and say</center>

<center>Step back, look again and see it for the shit it is
Turn around and walk away forget that it even exists</center>

<center>You can’t lose if you don’t play
Or get lost if you don’t stray
From the road to remembering what you’ve always known
The art of living in love; To thine own self be true</center>