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Zead Oct 2014
In our pain, we see everything
Knowing our ignorant pathetic feelings of guilt, is for our God
It makes us try to not refuse the truth about life and the colors inside,
We are loved for a sake greater than we can see
But even when our views are from the lake, the shore and the grass
The riddle was never solved without Love and Its grace
And the lie wasn’t denying that my lsd was poison
But that the foundation of it was the cure
it just isn’t actuality
but in reality you reap what you sow
Not by your own understanding, your idols are a joke
But little does the fish know that the eclipse is what controls the tides
Zead Aug 2014
Ohh the shattered vase of your heart
And the colors that refract
You are my lsd
You are my water
Quite tainted water
I stopped drinking from you a long time ago
But I still haven’t recovered
I want to love you
But I simply can’t live in reality’s lie
Your quest is ignoring the conclusion
That there is no foundation in your ways

I’d make you feel how you would do
But I know that my eyes were a gift from God
As they are slowly blinding down
I know that my sight isn’t true for me
like yours
once tools used in vanity

Ohhhh imaginary mizpah
My delusional YUGEN
Incessant love and fear under tamed pain
******* the harlot out of me

I can’t tell you enough
It’s foolsgold
Please love
No gender will be it seems in the gates of Heaven
And every emotion more magical than any tongue

Be the painter of with-in-side your veins
And craft from what you create-not destry
I envied, you Were my world
But don’t envy the world
Whatever yours is
It’s just us in the midst of spirit D-DAY

I hate writing songs for you
It makes them old and die
Too weak to say no
For your granted *** sake

Please forsake your ways ------ ---
I need you to ******* become sane

Be stubborn now be broken later
Get broken now and become what matters.
I know what you want
Fantasia is your middle name
But reality has another story
And when you realize
That your mind is limited
But can see beyond it
Then you can care less about all of the things that mattered to you
Zead Aug 2014
You let me go my own way
so that i remember
no other way can be satisfying

sometimes we forget who we are in this life
yet only because of this life do we desire what we're not
in many other filters would i have never seen this

it is once again an illusion to find yourself
the foundation of reality is not the soul
but only what is plugged into it

My foundation is God
i was created in His Image
no other way can come to grips
Zead Aug 2014
alone in this world, such beauty we miss
brushed off your shoulder, your ignorant bliss
want to become, just anything recognizable
just knowing where i am, it's  nothing diagnosable
responded to like aspberger's, questions asked like a brother,
laughed at like down syndrome, trusted like no other
feared like a socio, observed like a nobody
known to have multiple personalities, some have wisdom others folly
one is called hippy, the other a christian
my nickname is straight edge, i was born with charlie manson
avoided like eric, and alone like dylan
eye for and eye as one opens the other
but all still remain closed, together alone
like music, translations truly unknown
Zead Aug 2014
like it’s insane to be insane
We’re only here to disappear
My heart is crushed so what’s the rush
Just grab a gun and have some fun
In light year terms, this is already happening
Abandon ship, let’s take a dip
And we fall in to see our sin
My knees are bent time to repent
My sorrow’s gone like there was none
In light year terms, this is already happening
Zead Aug 2014
You can’t deny what is justified
Neither the wrists that were crucified
And at the peak of His sovereign grace
And the crown that pierced the top of His face
And we destroyed in our eyes a chunk of mud
And yet; He saved the souls of Adams blood
He forgave our ignorance and tall some grew
And many today through Him become new
We were granted a gift you see
One so unnatural it shouldn’t be
We know it so well it’s like we don’t care
But truth is you look at what else He’ll spare
You glance at the list and we’re bottom to top
And everything else is washed with a mop
So may it never be! As Paul would say
To belittle such a privileged way
I can’t save you from your delay
But sovereign is the Lord through Him you may
The invitation is written in us now
And it’s your choice where you’ll be when our knees will bow
Maybe I’m saying this a little too lightly
Understand when you’re given a rope, you should hold on tightly
For crying out loud do you still not comprehend
That others given a soul aren’t lent a hand
as a being in God’s creation alone
and made to accept a debtless loan
Through a process foreign to things known
And here we lie guilty and not blown
In all evil is God given wrath
No escape from a hopeless death
So as not so mind-opening as I wanted to be
Think to yourself about this significance and see
What we live in this life is passionately hated and despised
But yet it’s still your choice to either be loved or denied
For our helpless minds were those wrists crucified
You can’t deny what is justified
Hell was meant for satan and his demons. The second they turn away…BAMMMM WRATH! ! ! and same with all evil should I mention. That’s where we come in. I know that God wanted us to give grace and gifts and mercy and forgiveness to. It wasn’t just anything, not just any random concept. He decided that we were going to exist for this meaning. It’s His sovereign side too. Because Jesus’ blood was shed for all man with the blood of Adam. Not spirits. Can you still think insignificantly of yourself? Not that you are what you are acknowledged to be in relativity, but that in all bondages of life and nothingness, you can feel the ones you seek for when in logical terms you should never have been able to.
Zead Jul 2014
you acknowledge a concept
no matter how you do
and when you grasp onto it so easily
you now know it is time
to critique the painting
to write the song
to film the scene
etcetera

in order to express to one another

means to lose what you knew
at one point you played around
to only discover all harmony
but to only tear off a piece
and feed that alone to the others
once it was mastered
was as if everything else was forgotten
buried back into the depth's of your heart
to never be found again
unknown beauty
infamous tragedy
written while jotting down my second opus. in acknowledgement to any riff or any piece of art-that i couldn't bring to life.
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