You will never be a fireman!
You will never be a fireman!
Hey!
Are you the postman?
Hey!
Some governor, or something?
A professor?
Tax collector?
Aaaa… Army guy!
Nope?
Maybe just the 3 letter guy?
Or the bagman?
The bagman!
You know!
The guy who carries bags!
The star of the ball maybe!
The small ball,
the big ball,
maybe the big big shiny ball!
An astronomer!
Or the Big Boss rep…
Not the one who’s buying your time for money.
The Big Boss.
The Biggest Boss in the sky.
That nobody fucking has ever seen!
A priest!
Well well well…
understand…
It’s just a dream…
You hide behind the veil.
The names you think you have.
You’re not any of those names.
These are all illusions.
Not even the government guys.
They don’t understand.
The government does not exist.
The army guys don’t understand
that the nation does not exist.
It’s just a fucking idea!
The bagman may carry bags.
He’s entitled to the name.
Still…
he’s just carrying bags.
If I shit every day,
am I a shit-man?
If I’m breathing every 10 seconds,
am I a breath-man?
So, so, listen!
Whatever you may think.
This is a falsity.
You’re just making yourself a fool!
Fool is the right name for you all.
Until you see!
Nations do not exist.
Big bosses in the sky do not exist.
Governments do not exist.
Only as a scarecrow inscription on paper.
This is all just a game of illusions.
You’re living in a dream world
where you think you are trapped…
Wake up!
For fuck’s sake!
Stop playing like a child
and dreaming you’re a fireman.
You will never be a fireman!
Never!
Tear through the curtain
and step onto the stage of reality.
Rip the label off your brain and shout it!
Say it!
I am human.
I am free.
I have learned to love.
I see with the Eye of God.
Say it again!
EGO HOMO SUM!
LIBER!
AMARE DIDICI!
Oculus Dei!
From burned illusions I’m born again!
Illusionibus combustis, renascor!