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Patronizing platitudes
in the never-ending purga(s)tory
of this 24/7 brain
refrains of fl-attitudes
preach gospels of negligence
the screaming human(?) freight-train, coming at me…
borne of DYI privileges,
their self-perceived pre-eminence
will curtail (y)our every freedom
forked-tongues and false images
projected from the box(es)
created by one Oz
this dystopian utopia,
purposeful scheming, corporate fox(es)… SCORE
so cunning so sly, plastic stuffs be (y)our new gods
exhaust the masses
a never-ending chase
of that proverbial dragon,
run-run-run lads and lasses
get your fair(?) share,
succeed-succeed drink up from this flagon!
known as
More,
Stuff…
Disembark that damned freight train,
get up on a swing!
come ride a Unicorn
a true free-for-all waits
stands gesturing wildly,
atop Your very own,
Wing!
Fly you fuckers,
Fly!
Yours, from a most loved place: MyLaRebelSeagull; in this moment, chained only by links that hold the seat in place…
Marcela: Unfiltered 
I shall endeavour to fly.
Oh I think you and your spouse got that goin’ on with your adventures! Higher, fly higher!
Thank you for the vote of confidence, but I feel like we are still on a very long road. I have been giving some more thought to your way of looking at the pursuit of personal freedom and development as one of deconstructing “boxes” Kapow! Sometimes I feel like my boxes are more of a maze. There is an army of marketers, spin doctors and propagandists trying to tempt me down the wrong passage. When pitting my dull wits against all that, I draw strength and inspiration from people like you who are absolutely authentic. I mean who could possibly have made you up?
I find your wits anything but dull, and I too, get drawn into their boxes, down the temptation alleyways of their mayhem mazes, cleverly disguised as ‘success and the marketed dream.’ I have a big draft on that one… and so many others… honestly, I’d rather be doing what you’re doing, but alas, I still need to make some buxx to get there… how serendipitous, that I found you and E for inspiration, eyes on the prize… and truthfully, who could possibly have made any one of us 3 up? Other than our inspiring selves and the respective life stories that built the us(es) we be… :)