Killing yourself...

All the time, the road to freedom, seems a road of sacrificing a part of myself, that I want to be free from.

Freedom from myself. Then I'll need to kill myself... sacrifice the ego, the form, and the identity.

Freedom from love, that's detachment, as if you don't care... "Zen" - ness and unaffected by things people you love do.

Freedom from yearning, so I stopped wanting things. Stopped finding things that i want to do. so the heartbeat also soften and stops.

self destructive generation of the new millenium. that's us. walking the sacrificial road to freedom

what's left is a tiny buzz in ur head, telling you that you are still alive.
and sometimes it feels like life is wasted.