Washington Crossing the Delaware
by Emanuel Leutze, MMA-NYC, 1851
Who we aspire to become, always
we aspire to get out of this deception we made
when we believed Stephen King, that liars prosper.
The drama is we know we are lying.
Original intention is subconscious suggestion.
delicate what opposed to balance merest of whys...
All along, we know, this is it, this is life, we see,
we think, we breathe, okeh, so what, why do it,
why sort people by values nobody knows, we see
we become the entertained, we make believe,
we see so, we know, we can do that, too, act like,
we both know, how and why, we have come so far,
edges are smitht intentionally to cut days apart.
Consume or produce, presume nothing, just adjust
being a flex connector, left behind believer regrets,
sorry don't fix none o'that, contracts, riches in advance,
all at once, won the lot o' that confidence, make believe,
sister, every child oughta be convinced, not persuaded.
Shelly Berman made it clear, said
tell him he's a boy, before he makes an arbitrary decision.
Assisting Intelligence Truthb'toldentimes, we wished for this.
Such a time, sit in church, wonder if, Isaiah was sawn asunder.
Last thing Jah said was prove me now, herewith, tithe and prosper,
the way of selling appetites, desires and earnest wishes, believe,
prove the power of the offered ten percent, get it back in slaves.
Then the drama is we don't know, the mysterious why are we here plot
develops
as we sleep,
but gut response, visceral intuition,
adjusted for recent referred sufferings,
amygdaling Jungianding ding bleibe doch
hiccup a wait
hold it, wait it out, hiccups are old codes,
hope to die from rotgut burpies, prayers.
Escape, eh, scapegoats dream realized.
Yep, where all Jah's promises are premised.
in truths you never suspected, because,
at birth you were offered up, to science,
Dewey decimal educated sorted science,
finders of ways where no ways are science
heros slippery as gnosinsnot knots picked.
Wiped upon my pants, its all caked
in layers, More again, its alright,
there, we prayed were here somewhere,
over the spectrum we populate in order,
to seem as real as wasery once in poems.
Testing novel solutions to madness and declared dementia, just in case.
Some interconnecting database calls are failing to update, thats life in the idle word redeeming halls of Hell. weform both sided right ideas.
