Sickness of Constraints

True literature can exist only where it is created, not by diligent and trust-worthy officials, but by madmen, hermits, heretics, dreamers, rebels, and skeptics.

They prepare children for society by teaching them love of work
History hides behind the promise of a long weekend
History hides behind the promise of death
We endure until the Saturday that never comes

Suffering is the sickness of constraints
What can resist the maggots of constraint?
Delight can hold suffering at bay

To seek delight and authenticity
Can hardly be distinguished from
Preparing for a general insurrection

Delight can hold suffering at bay

We all want to breathe free
Will we breathe free later?
Put it off for another seven generations?
Are we already dead?