BREAKING OUT
People Who Use Insoluble Ambiguities
To Superficially Examine My Mind
Are Usually Too Intellectually Inept
To Comprehend The Essence Of Their Own Identity

Those Who Attempt To Judge Me Precisely
By The Shifting And Frequently Adjusted Standards
They Have Deceitfully Set For Themselves
Will Never Accurately Understand
The Secret Sides Of My Serious Self

Neither The Disciples Of Archeology And Astrology
Nor The Honorable Experts On Ancient Manuscripts
And The Inscriptions On Bronze Vessels
Have Provided Me With Any Credible Evidence
That My Present Human Perspective
Is The Sole Product Of My Imperceptible Past

Even The Conclusions Drawn Cautiously
About The Connection Between My Behavior
And My Cultural Conditioning
Are Colored By The Analytical Tools
Used By Mortal Man For Measuring
And Dissecting A Living Subject
Whose Creator Is Incomprehensible

Sorting Out Contradictory Signs About Myself
From The Chauvinistic Observations Of Others
Whose Authenticity Exist Without Any Evidence
Requires The Strength Of A Muscular Mind
That Has Been Washed And Seeded With Wisdom
And Has The Reliability Of A Natural Law

The Serial Killers Of Objective Facts
About The Uniqueness Of My Character
Keep Trying To Persuade Themselves
That Their Beliefs About My Being
Is The Approved Product Of Great Principles

To Get A Laser Sharp Diagnosis Of Myself
An Analyst Must Be Able
To Navigate The Minefields Of My Imagination
Intimately Examine The Contents Of My Character
And Search The Outer Limits Of My Spirit
For A Picture Of The Potentials I Possess