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I think, I'm dreaming right now, Ensconced in a deep sleep Just dreaming somewhere Away from here Where people just watch me sleeping. I think, That when Einstein said universe could be twisted and turned He meant those labyrinths were an escape to the real world The world we live in Is just a simulation All our work, all our sins, Are just an examination We are somewhere, detained and prisoned, (Humanity is so bad thus that's my imagination) Ony to speculate us And decide if we deserve to live in the real world. I think There is a world of justice, Different from our own What we do here is what we get We get flowers of the seeds we've sown. I think, What infants talk Is a language of the real world We're all given a second chance Our thoughts have been swiped off, We are in deep trance. I think, The reason why we fear God Is because our God really watches us Born and gone, They have powers in their hands It's those people on whom our judgement depends on. I think, We all come from hell, No one's 'granted' a good life We made mistakes, that's why people tell, We're just equal That there is heaven and hell We've lived hell and now we aim for heaven We don't want our lives to be torn At last but not the least, We'll be given the flowers of the seeds we've sown. I think, That you think it's useless to think of it, But there's no wrong in fantasizing, About a world fairer than this one, But actually, There's nothing left but to fantasize, About a world better than our own, That when we at last wake from our slumber to our judgement day, We'll get the flowers of the seeds we've sown.
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 3:19 AM UTC
The Flowers Of The Seeds We've Sown
I think, I'm dreaming right now, Ensconced in a deep sleep Just dreaming somewhere Away from here Where people just watch me sleeping. I think, That when Einstein said universe could be twisted and turned He meant those labyrinths were an escape to the real world The world we live in Is just a simulation All our work, all our sins, Are just an examination We are somewhere, detained and prisoned, (Humanity is so bad thus that's my imagination) Ony to speculate us And decide if we deserve to live in the real world. I think There is a world of justice, Different from our own What we do here is what we get We get flowers of the seeds we've sown. I think, What infants talk Is a language of the real world We're all given a second chance Our thoughts have been swiped off, We are in deep trance. I think, The reason why we fear God Is because our God really watches us Born and gone, They have powers in their hands It's those people on whom our judgement depends on. I think, We all come from hell, No one's 'granted' a good life We made mistakes, that's why people tell, We're just equal That there is heaven and hell We've lived hell and now we aim for heaven We don't want our lives to be torn At last but not the least, We'll be given the flowers of the seeds we've sown. I think, That you think it's useless to think of it, But there's no wrong in fantasizing, About a world fairer than this one, But actually, There's nothing left but to fantasize, About a world better than our own, That when we at last wake from our slumber to our judgement day, We'll get the flowers of the seeds we've sown.
Sow the best seeds you can and you'll be free from prison.
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 3:19 AM UTC
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