Funky soul sister rant

I dream of a day
psychadelics are no longer needed.

A day when there is nothing to escape.

A day when we find
that every avenue of our mind
is designed for use,
but it is US with the buttons
not the substance
that will make electrons fire
when moral desires are in control
of our vibrating energized soul.

I dream of a day we no longer abuse
our right to choose
good.
When no authority is needed
beyond our conscienceness-
oh the bliss that could exsist
if we permit ourselves to quit
pretending we don't know how
and demand peace now.

The quality of reality
becomes a duality-
our ability to live in the ever present now
and our ability to allow
our brethren
to lie peacefully by our sides
if in our hearts is pride
to be connected
to humanity
we dissipate insanity
when together we dream
and act as one
becuase we are all children
under the sun