what the hell do i know of freedom, i take what is dreamt and sharpie it in, color outside the lines and expect great beauty.  decided to forget the information i knew, did i ever know it at all?  as far as i could throw a stone, my lifetime.  reality.  can't help fighting myself.  can't get a ring of the bell wont get my time in the corner, this fight is one round only.  i am a mystery to myself you are my clues, consequence the detective,judge and jury.