Who Will Teach Me To Live?

Here I am, feet on the ground on Earth, myself I have found Now that I am here, eyes wide open is there a map for me? I'm hopin' I am alive, therefore I think I think therefore I survive Is survival alive though? To be alive, is that to thrive? To not thrive is to not be alive? Is breathing living, breath, life giving? So alive, think, survive, thrive, breathe? We do all that, but we still grieve! Where is my map, where is my guide? Hiding in a book, in a cave, lost outside? Tell me please, those who are living it! I don't want advice from those who don't know spit Those who talk it are those often that don't walk it. Tell me, ones who live their bliss Hearts on fire, their life a wet kiss! I want to know where LIFE'S JUICE is found, I don't want to be here, all chained down. I want to be completely free, flying! Live with passion daily, while I'm dying! Each day one closer to the death of this machine, I want to live FULL, unseen, clean, enjoy life's sheen! If there is a map for this, it must be hiding thankfully, deep within ones own bliss abiding Deep deep within yourself, there's gold to mine, BE Yourself, don't look back, you will fly just fine! Governments, religions and the older generation, all seem to encourage a life prepping for the future, Sorry but for that I HAVE NO VENERATION! That type of living would leave me in sutures! I believe the happiness map shows just the now presence, where and when and exactly just how!