Ethereal Amsterdam.

Some people are born to be free.
In a world that a propensity to label and categorize things,
they can't be emulated or compartmentalized.
It's all about freedom of mind and thoughts.
Life is not composed of binary choices to them.
Between yes or no, do or don't, forward or backward, copy and paste,
they found an alternative way to live in our simulated society.

It's an ethereal state of being alive.
Few people truly understand you, and that's alright.
Young minds and old souls collide.
It's hot and cold, fire meets ice.
It's thought-provoking and provocative.
Audacious expression of individuality,
the constant flow of creativity torments your mind.

And yes, a long time ago you chose to take the less traveled road,
Much to others' criticism and sneer, you stood tall and unwavering.

Stripped away the restrains and clothes,
as Yeats once wrote: "there's more enterprise in walking naked."
There's a catapulting force in a sea of dullness,
remains the focal question of:" Are you living to die, or are you dying to live?"

xx, Marina.