Escape My Mind…

I need to escape my mind, I need to go off
to another plane of existence, life should be
a game, it cannot remain the same, to end the
day in the same way it started is a terrible shame,
please, PLEASE call my name, please offer me a
new form of existence , don’t let me continue doing
the same things over and over again, the same ac-
tivities, the same inanities, the same kind of life –
when will things change into something new, when
will I take charge of my life instead of waiting for
the pianos falling on my head, instead of wishing
that my body was dead – so that my mind and
thoughts could be set free to discover other di-
mensions, to visit the astral aspect of subliminal
reality; I know Robert Monroe did it while still alive
in his body; but my body and mind have been locked
up; I buried my passions when still a child, shocked
by all I read about the world and my culture, determined
to never earn the scorn of the vultures who call them-
selves the guardians of morality- but who are more
depraved than most of the people they condemn in
their loveless, unwise stupidity and self-righteous
judgment proving their hatred for mankind…