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Oct 2019
They tried to explain with ancient hieroglyphics
That the purity of life is beyond human vision
But per usual we ignore and don't listen
Sleeping in genetically modified linens
I see pigeons in the street that try to squeeze
Dollars out of dimes with washed up dreams
Their sorrows confined to a bottom of a bottle
Created by the mind to escape tomorrow
Intentions and intuitions
The mind and body fueled by spiritual indifference
This existence steadily defines
A boiling water-world demise
A beautiful hell destined by fate
Destined to hate
Biologically designed
Technologically revised
To a certain state of compromise
Passive observant b*hes
Sleeping with snakes will **** you quicker
Than tragic subservient snitches
Mutated rats along city side streets
Sinister crooks pave the way for you and me
You see I hate small talk
Straightforward and blunt
I'll smoke a blunt then take off
Like a rocket through space
Calibrate hyper-speed
Smoking that galactic ****
Spittin about the after life and what it's like
Why live for money
When you can live for free
Bankers invest time into death
The will to expose needs over debt
Where will you hide
When your money burns along with your pride
An escape with no luck
That's modern society
In a web we're all stuck
Wipe the tears from your eyes
I'll make your dreams come alive
One thing I've learned is this
Never waste time
Without it nothing exists
Calm and collective
Like the lotus all folded
In different perspectives
Philosophical optical images
Running systematic brain games
For suggested protocols
For all problematic brain waves
My sensors indicate
Intruders in my thoughts
They brainwash the people
Through an epileptic fog
AKA, TV, the media, politicians
Blinded by false prophets
And religious intermissions
Success is measured by wealth
Without it you're denied and declined like health
To judge a mans character
By opinion and false hope
Is like feeding an infant steak
Expecting they won't choke
Mechanically separated from birth
I feel like Neo inside of a Matrix church
So when the facts seem evident
I actually lie to your face
Just like the President
The mission, to erase
The entire human race
I am God
I have to laugh out loud
Because I've made a mistake
Giving humans the choice to accept or debate
Is like giving nuns some guns and expect them to change
Burning bridges down
For the sake of being human
Regrets are not made
They are chosen by illusion
Written by
Justin
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