Shame

Shame on you and the things you like
Shame on you and the things you wear
Shame on you and the things you see
Shame on you 'cause you wanna be free

Shame on how you think things through
In a mad despair of being you
The things you like and the things you see
Are just a part of what you wanna be

Shame is not what you wanna feel
When all is gone and you are still
But you hung your head in shame
And you you only are to blame

You see things from begin' to end
and enjoy every single moment
Now why is shame a common friend ?
There is no way to understand

Shame on you
and on what you're going through
'cause there is no shame
in being you

Restr-aint?

We don't think there's a real understanding of the need of being restrained.
Loosing all the control - the power, our power - over others, but specially over ourselves.
The seduction.
The touch.
The fierce.
We are aware of our entire body: of every--single--piece of it.
All is sensitive to touch and you - oh, you know that.
And you like it and abuse it ... ;)

Losing the control is not only about the body, it's mostly about the mind.
It's the mind we want to liberate;
to calm down.
We just want to stop for a moment and be free.
Free from all the thoughts, from all the decisions.
From the world.
From ourselves.

Being restrained is being aware of our surroundings;
is using all our senses;
is letting who we are to just be.
Using all the sensations to embrace the moment
and only being able to lose ourselves in it.
It's being freed while being contained.
It's calming down amidst the torture.

It looks like we can't free our our mind - no matter what
and being immersed in a powerless moment
sounds just like freedom.

Freedom--
We want to try it.
We need to try it.