The weight of freedom is hard to bear when someone is a slave to hedonism, but he who owns himself can run wherever he wants. So you must free yourself from your shackles.

from bottles, smoke, pleasure, hate, pain, and that dark pit inside; I must free my self from my chains. The chains that hold down my physical self, the chains that lul my conscious mind into grogginess and stagnation. Unable to decern where I am. unable to tell who I am.

I will own me. The man inside of me wishes to be free from the boy at the reigns, so I will no longer make efforts to limit myself.

My limit is myself.

I am bound by and to myself

I am Myself and to Myself I answer