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Everything is free. Thats a secret.
The only thing that isnt free is you. You do as youre told: you sit in your seat until they say, Stand. You stay put till they say, Go.
Maybe thats the way you like it. Its easy. Its all there. You dont have to think about it. You dont even have to feel it.
I sometimes wonder how this planet keeps on sticking to my feet. They did everything they could to pin me down my mum, my dad, school. They put me in homes with kind guys and they put me in homes with bastards. They did things to me you cant even talk about. Im okay.
What about you?
Its mind control, see. You have to go to school, get those exams, get to university or college, get a job, get married, dont miss the boat, do it now or youll shoot your life down the drain. Yeah. They got you as soon as you were born. They never risked a second of your life. When you have kids theyll be telling them they have to wear a plastic mask and put a penny in the slot above their nose before the can breathe in.
Listen: Auntie Lily knows the way it really is.
Air is free. What, you know that? Good for you. Okay. Food is free. Ah, you didnt know that one! Listen, this is how you do it.
First you gotta find the FreeFood shop. You go out of your front door and you walk down the road. Sooner or later you come to the FreeFood shop. You cant miss it. It might be called Sainsburys or Tesco or Morrisons if its a big FreeFood shop. It might be called Smiths or Scholls or Singhs if its a little one. It doesnt matter what its called. The foods piled up everywhere on shelves, in great heaps and stacks on the floor, in boxes and bags and bins. You want it, you name itits yours.
You go inside. You have a look around and see what food you want. You put the food you want under you coat or in your shopping bag and then you take it home and eat it.
Yeah. I expect you thought that you had to go to school, get educated, learn a job, do the job, get paid, take the money down the shop, give people money before you could take the food home, huh?
You listen to other people too much.
Once you know how to do it, you look about and youll see FreeFood shops all over the place. The only thing youve got to worry about is that theres usually someone about who thinks the food belongs to them, so you have to make sure youre invisible.
Thats easy, too. Because you can be anything you want to be. Its a big secret. Youre magic! Youre terrific. Youre anything you wanna be. Believe it!
Liberate the food! Yeah!
If one of those people who think the food is theirs catches you, its no use arguing; theyre too far gone. You better leg it instead. And once in a whilemaybe your aura has got a few holes in it todayyou may get caught. Then you get the police and you go to court. If you have money, theyll fine you. If you have no money, youll get Community Service. Thats okay. It neednt happen often. I know people whove never been caught in years. All that stuff about going in and out of prison, thats just another form of mind control. But even if you do get caught, Ill tell you Community Service is maybe forty or a hundred hours. What the alternative? Going out to work everyday for the rest of your life? I mean, what kind of sentence is that?
Sometimes I look out of the window and I see all the straights crawling past, going to work, coming back from work, going to learn how to go to work, whatever. And I want to shout out, Hey! Listen to me! It isnt like that, it really isnt like that
Only I never do. Its useless. They must weigh about sixty thousand tons. Im so far away from people like that, they cant even see me.

Do you want to know more? Listen, Ill tell you everything.
You can do anything you want.
You dont believe me. You think, shes out of her head. Yeah, Im out of my headon being me. What are you on? On being them. You dont even know. I bet you were never even given the chance to know.
Remember when you were little and they used to say, Naughty girl, naughty boy, because you broke something or said the wrong thing? They told you, You are a bad person.
But it wasnt like that, it was just you were doing a bad thing. It wasnt you who was bad. Youre beautiful. Youre wonderful and everything that you do it wonderful because its you doing it. Youre that strong. You can do it bad and know it bad or you can do it good and know it good but it doesnt do anything to you. Youre still you.
Listen. You can be anything you want to be. Be careful. Its a spell. Its magic. Listen to the words. You can be anything, you can do anything, you can be anything, you can do anything. Listen to the magic.
You are anything everyone, anyone. What ever you want. Im showing you. So long as you stay yourself inside, you can eat dirt and it will taste good because its you thats eating it. You can even lick their asses if you have to. You listen to them, teachers, parents, politicians. Theyre always saying if you steal youre a thief, if you sleep around youre a slut, if you take drugs youre a junkie. They want to get inside your head and control you with their fear.
Maybe you think your mum and dad love you but if you do the wrong things theyll try and turn you into dirt, just like mine tried to turn me into dirt. Its your punishment for being you. Dont play their game. Nothing can touch you; you stay beautiful.
Ive done everything. All of it. You think it, Ive done it. All the things you never dared, all the things you dream about, all the things you were curious about and then forgot because you knew you never would. I did em, I did em yesterday while you were still in bed.
What about you? Whens it gonna be your turn?

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