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Hey everyone... its Chris... uh, I haven't really kept a blog since college (on xanga) and I dont THINK im about to start... but you never know... I think i'd rather make real video vlogs on youtube (if anything)... I just wish my life was a bit more interesting so that I would have cooler things to talk about other than conspiracy theories, family members, co-workers, studio artists, firefighters, spiritual beliefs, rapping, song writing, film production, and generally trying to "stay good" day in and day out. Come to think of it, life is pretty interesting right now. So, who knows, I might be compelled to share more. Until than, heres a new poem I just wrote about freedom called: "What is Freedom".


What is Freedom?

Is it love? Is it stuff? Is it nothing at all?
Is it a friend to the end? Or a fly on the wall?
Is it a campaign slogan? Or a way we can live?
Is it the truth when spoken? Or a thing we can give?

Is it complete detachment? Or a belief we are one?
Is it the money that we spend on a war never won?
Is it deep like the sea? Can it be drowning in debt?
Is it having no conscience? Or living in regret?

What is freedom really? Can we hear it ring?
Like a high pitched vibration from within everything?
We are one with the sun, with the stars, and the earth
If they say it ain’t free. Well then what is it worth?

What is freedom really? Is it guaranteed?
Can it be bought like a want or a need?
Then, if it can? Are some people enslaved?
To the jobs that they do, till they lay in their graves?