I know.
I don't have to believe,
I know.
I don't need to guided,
I don't need to be told,
I don't need to be taught,
I know.
I don't need to search for the answer,
I know the answer,
And the answer knows me.
I didn't go looking for it,
It came to me.
And I now know the answer,
I will know it forever,
It will never leave me,
It is now me.

I have tried to tell people what I know,
But the people just do not want to know.
They want to be told something else,
Something easier to accept,
Something closer to what they already think,
They want a truth that's not true, but one that's true to them,
This I cannot give.
But I can tell them the answer to the question everyone wants to know the answer to,
But I won't lie,
Not for a second, not one.
The truth is the truth,
And the truth will always be that,
Just the truth, nothing more,
And nothing to fear.

I do not fear the truth, or anything else,
I do not have anything to protect,
I do not have anything to lose,
I am free to be free,
I am free to fear, but I don't,
Any fear I had, has now gone away,
The knowledge of the truth has eradicated all my fear,
And now I'm free.
Though I know why others are not,
I know why they are frightened.

What is life, if not the ability to ask 'what is life'.

The trees will breathe again.
We will make them. They will sing and we shall hear them.
We will say 'who am I' and 'why not them'. And they will dance for us. And we will dance along.
The gods will go away. We will tell them to. They will never return.
Our dreams will dream a different dream. A real one this time.
The sky will no longer fall on people's heads. The birds will own the sky. Just like they should.
I won't see this, but you will see me. Because I am real. I say these words, no-one else.
What is the gift of life. 
It is a gift. It is your gift.
No more cheap food. No more slaves. Slavery will die, along with the whip. The sound of its crack will be forgotten.
They won't understand. But they will sing. We will hear them, and we will sing, but not with our mouths. Our hearts will take care of that.
Palaces, no more. No need for them.
A garden of flowers and bees.
A dream of what can be. No longer dreamt. A gift to be. A gift from me.
You know what I mean. I know you do.
Down in the depths, hidden from sight. Protected. 'Til we're ready.
All alive once more. Like it should be. The lies will dissolve into the stories they are. And the dance of the spirits will resume.
He knows. He's been told. He always knew. He's not so bad really.
The sun will shine. From the hearts this time.
And it will start. Until the end.
And then no more. No need. All gone, and we too.
Home.

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