To resist is to piss in the wind. Anyone who does will end up smelling.
Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling. There is a
fist pressing against anyone who thinks something compelling. Our intuit
we're taught to deny, and our soul we're told is for selling. Get out from
under them resist and multiply! Get out from under precipice and see the
sky! Get out from under them Resist, unlearn, defy! Get out from under
precipice and see the sky!