Freedom Song

Jacob Collier, Mad Musician, Bringer of Divinity into the World

Sharon Pillai
1 min readMay 2, 2022
Photo by Hulki Okan Tabak on Unsplash

I don’t know how else to say this. Words, Music, Art are EVERYTHING. You hear me? EVERYTHING. They are somehow the conduit to the universe. To joy. An unfettered pipeline to paradise. You hear me? I don’t know what other words I can use to express this.

You can jump on board the freedom train. We’re all headed somewhere. You feel it in dreams, in books, movies, artistic expression, it’s all there. A call to be better than this. Elevate. Your heart knows this to be true.

Sometimes religion gets it right. But sometimes they don’t. We’re so tiresomely human. So easily led astray.


God is not mocked. He’s not stupid. He is beyond what words can say.

And whatever it is he is made of is what everything is made of and he knows how to fix things.

Including us.

You won’t be disappointed if you let the universe begin to sing just for you.



Sharon Pillai

I think I'm getting better at this living thing. Still writing which helps. Not necessarily crochety yet so that's good.