“Do Not Die With Your Music Still Inside You!”

An Outsider's Sojourn II

We the individuals of this world were made to be more than just billions of “mutated-by-chance” cogs in the life-destroying machinery of the psychopathic elite. We each have a distinct, important purpose for being here. We each have the universal right (not political) to be here, and to fulfill our unique purposes; each of us has the universal right to compose the “music” that resides in our minds and hearts and live life to the fullest:

This poem (actually a villanelle) was written by Dylan Thomas, and originally published in 1951. A haunting reminder “not to die with your music still in you.”

via Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night – Zen Gardner.

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