Exact place

I see the exact place, some say I am out of place,but i am in the right state of being, no sense of space, time has run out, it is dead, nothing exists but the freedom that we once had, imagine to live a thousand years and a thousand years more, no more asking your age, the number one killer is old age, but we accept it, like the increasing lines on our forehead, the life planned out for us we dread, we are dead if we believe their heed, if we give them our power, hour after hour, believing in their sour lies that drip from their eyes, foul cigarette smoke that they blow out their nose, the enlarged prostate and ego, trapped in an ego driven vehicle, a cycle always been recycled, but I stand firm, plant my feet in the green earth, and raise my hands to the sky, nothing can break  me or shake me, sit and meditate in front of the tidal wave whispering I am not afraid