Inspiring

… seek that well-spring of life, and rediscover ourselves.

That image

lived

normality slid

out’o vision when slammed

‘gainst some rocky face.

Twenty years lived

dwelled

‘mongst walls o’brick-face

stone hearts an’happy

complaining stuck in the rat race.

So here I’ve etched a place

in time and space.

For those who care.

We’ve paused at a station, a place to take lesson, balanced between two inescapable things: On the one hand, is the intertwining of our lives in this field called humanity, and on the other hand, is that one day we’ll move-on from here again. Whatever one believes about what happens next is none of my business. But while here, in this world, we can either live this experience in manufactured perceptions of reality that strip us of our greater purpose as human beings, or seek that well-spring of universal life, and rediscover ourselves.

Fedup Sheep is a bit of feel-good in a world crying out for it. Minimalist; a touch of inspirational. While to some, feeling lost, helpless, unheard, depressed, worthless, seeking another way but struggling to find it through the wilderness that feeds off this self-destruction… we’re reaching out and saying: “You’re not alone, my friend.”