Otis Barton

The very movement of thought is divisive Never free, we are fragmented by time There's a desperate pursuit of satisfaction A foggy wind, it blurs the shore Our ancestor lay in wait with bated breath But killed the greed Greed to receive Sail, above the swell The passage feeds the process Revoke the rule of hurt The droning plea for fairer days Embrace the maskless life (nothing less) Nothing more no ... no symbols, no icons From a man to a cell (breaking from your shell) From a cell to an odyssey If you feel safe when you're self-centered Touch the ground on which all men stand Scrap the shackles you wear Pictures shall fade Baring the teeth of your hungry mind Riding the tide Beware your goals What they imply A dear compromise A shortcut to your demise Seize the now and yourself become Lest your ambitions should make you their slave Seize the now "The voyage has just begun" Sail, above the swell The passage feeds the process Revoke the rule of hurt The droning plea for fairer days Embrace the maskless life (nothing less) Nothing more no ... no symbols, no icons From a man to a cell (breaking from your shell) From a cell to an odyssey "Notebook of The Odysseus April 1949 I was eaten alive by fierce, blood-green-eyed chimera I fed myself to the ocean Through exploring this endless universe I found my way Another plain to wage my war"