Ecclesiastes 6:10 

 

10 Everything has already been decided. It was known long ago

what each person would be. So there’s no use arguing with God about

your destiny.

 

 

Dream on little rascal built castles in the air

Put a mote around it and a guard at the bridge

Maybe you can escape from the place you cannot bear

Isolated within deeper-self always ready to quit

 

Get your wooden horse and mount it like a king

In charge of your destiny in this dream world of your own

You are wide awake you think in charge of everything

You are your own property in your comatose syndrome

 

How many will go with you on the path of destruction?

How many will dance with you at their own funeral?

Hidden from all truth you embrace production

With nothing else to prove than a wasted time in call

 

 

Jan Wienen