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hanging on a beam of light in the dead of night. time and space has left this place so all that is doesn't matter. i'll take a form far from the norm breathing life into a storm. as what you see is just perception or maybe it's just me.
IF
If I could say that it all will be ok i'd be a liar
but  I will tell you that we'll all be here tomorrow
If you could count on one hand
the times it didn't go to plan
you may not have done enough
cause to succeed you may need to try time and time again
as it may seem just a dream don't forget that it all start's with a thought
and if we can see it to reality it could be such a beautiful tomorrow
Dead eyed and blue to the world resting on the underbelly of liberty and at home in a hand grenade. So why walk when you can skip to the beat of the misleading, bleeding out reason most well sigh but ought ask why
daydreaming same as watching my soul screaming
just letting go of reason and maybe we can stop repeating
like the betting of a drum to the changing seasons
just keeping the rhythm isn't enough
it takes the introduction of chaos to wash away the rust
but if oxidation is a must I would watch it rain
as lightning strikes synapses in the sky
to rebuild what was lost between eye and eye
the start of nothing new... do you know how it ends?
welcome to nothing more than words on a screen I am your host fingertips on a keyboard, hope you have the time to dream. It would seem we lost some of what make us what we are but i'v been saving mine in a cup and am offering you a sip, so I do hope you have the time. Now, it would be most beneficial to scream so if you feel the need let it out and when you feel ready we can begin....so nothing new it has begun and it well continue beginning as long as actions happen. the only real end you will ever really know you will be dead for, so it's ok. You can start living now if you have not already done so. find your apex and start building a tower on it fill with book and not a lock on any door though it could use some secret passages. love the land and give all a helping hand so the work of wrong will soon be gone. you can call me a dreamer but at lest i try.
(THE WORK OF WRONG) welcome to the time we are living in and walking backwards we are. believing the lies of your fathers stepson will leave you hating your self. I hope you do your research, the facts are what separate sheep from lions but still you can find both in a zoo, they just wont let you pet the lions. so my sacrificial friends it is our time that makes them (the zoo keepers) their money that just so happens to keeps us in our cages and repeating till the end. I hope you think deeper than your parents, just look where those thoughts got us. so are you packing your food in oil, fueling the world on the blood of the earth and all that ever was earthly without a 2nd thought. what dose the box want you to think today? not feeling right they have pills for that, so turn on your favorite reality show it's not like you have anything else to care about. Have you screamed yet? while working for a dream you forgot.... eat it, breath it, bathe in it; it must be good for you your master and the box said it's good for you. I don't know what Agenda 21 is ,statistics are stupid and repeat. while jumping rope with the devil time dose fly but think if you would have married your sibling you could have your own reality show. Sorry, just doing what fingertips do. It would seem to easy to say the world we are living in is a lie made by the hand who hold the money and then prints god on it but can I just say burn your idiots. why so serious, nothing has ended it is all just beginning and still i see.....
(THE WORK OF RIGHT)welcome to what has been forgotten a path less traveled and hidden from sight far from the lime light if it dose find it's way to the people it usually ends with a hole in the head while walking forward. still a better ending than I can say for most. right dose not work for money or power therefore it dose not need nor want either. it dose not need to be told or soled, the truth is why it fights. nether it's will or it's rage can ever be caged it burns a light to bright. to burn you need to be fueled or your flame will end. an eternal fire is a flame that fuels it's self from within. right can be found in jail cells, right has been chased out of counters and threaten with treason, right is standing up to a power greater than itself for what it knows to be true. you might think you know but have you seen. the lines we walk are drown in sand and the winds are strong so stop walking and fly with me its time to see. a world that dose not need a king just it's people to love everything.the earth can give us more than any government, power hungry fools can't see past greed. now stand fast and hear the meaning this is not a spiritual path as it is the work of right and wrong. a simple fact so have faith in what you will but always stand for what is right and never work for what is wrong so together we can move on.
nothing new just for you
if brush strokes could slit throats I wouldn't need to carry these knifes
so let's cut the canvas and make art with it's blood
a painting may say 1000 words but how much can it scream
I'll sharpen my  bristles and shade with the blade
a work of art in beauty and pain
like  life and death it can't be caged in a frame
so **** your canvas before eye open your brain
walking to the light, I'll play hopscotch on the way. 1 hand grenade short of hope, with a switchblade in my shoulder. if a had the time I would cut the rope that ties you to your boulder but we are made this way so you must break that boulder. without the time to stop or even look back, all we can do is move on. with all these signs it's hard not to turn but I'm walking a line to the light. in the dark of night I find my way while everything else is black and gray I'll focus on what is bright. so at the dawn as the sun starts to rise bringing light to the land feel free to follow my path and we'll make a road so more can go walking to the light.
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