It’s all a story.
It’s all a game.
It’s all yin.
It’s all yang.

We know it cannot be all one without the other.
Everything is a little bit more of another
The more I search, the more I see that everything is within me.
Yet all that I am is outside of me.
I am because you are because they were.
The more one pulls, the more I press.
Everything you try to control just makes things you don’t happen more.

Every time a tantrum happens the more I glimpse into the answers
The more I glimpse at the answers, the more I realize I can’t fix life
The more I realize I can’t fix life, makes me want to resign
The more I want to step back and relax, the more in my own power I feel.

The power outside of me is the power within me. I am that I am.
I cannot be without the entities that make me.
I exist for those who will come after me.
We’re all a part of a journey. It’s a game. It’s a story.
It’s the story of this AND that. Of Yin and Yang. It’s just a game.

I am NOT insane.