Long gone are the days of the New Age dream, suffocated today by people’s greed.

Once said to be an artform, then a path to spirtual enlightenment,

Now just a word on a brain-storm of the marketing department.

Buy your weekend festival ticket here, slumming it just like at Woodstock man,

Nepalese hats and Tibetan trousers.

The temptation to call a 21st century bohemian a champagne buddhist in rage and scorn.

Leave your rebellion behind in the university dorm.

You may feel the continuation of such a lifestyle is only easy to say.

Jobs, unemployment, social-anxiety, careers, targets, deadlines – all that eat away at your days.

You are just young and naive yet, we – we are old and unhappy.

You must follow our proven path despite us not finding success with it ourselves.

The counter-logic to counter-culture ceases to convince.

You once held similar ideals and dreams and admire those who did not take the path of comformity.

Yet it is only for those that you know this path is not one to recommend.

To all these people I say: heart, not soul.