Obey.

"At times I feel stranded on this planet of mine
Now should I pull the hammer, clap it out, and laugh about it
Or stand up, be counted while I cast my ballot

When the undertaker's busy and the prison's is crowded
People livin' in fear because they vision is clouded
But the sky's the limit, I ain't cryin' you a river
Gotta move me a mountain, I'm a git up and shout it"
--Thought

Power games are bullshit. Everything sucks you downward towards the ground, the root, the pedantic nonsense of rules that are bigger and badder. Gravity is the enemy.

Gotta get by. navigate. Fight? Engage? Be free. Passion. chase. float.

The creative-pro mindset, so elite, repulsive in a way. Because of the fear beneath it. But the world needs more people who are in it to be in it, who recognize that the path is long and crooked and it's yours to walk. Preachy? Hell yea. Balance fades, fog lifts, free.