The simpler the attraction,
The more luring the suggestion,
The last thing we have in mind is peace.
Now, who believes there is a final ritual,
A priest, a confession, a blessing never taken
For granted as included in grace for grace, eh, nada
ventured, nada gained, what price peace,
Price to me, personally, I might lie and say
I payed the goddammendest price imaginable,
I gave my very soul. I sacrificed my own spirit,
eh today they call that the shadow, maybe even
the shadow ego, Mister Hyde, inside us all, wishing,
To escape Victorian Edwardian standards that lead
eventually to Prohibition of deadly spirits, and lying
Devils, ah, but on my side, the winning side, we got
lying spirits Micaiah has been saying he saw, we got
word, authorized version, memory verses for years,
We got the cards, we got the idea, the seed, no fruit,
keep your mind stayed on the Lord, full on monk
experience, twelve years and more, for a few
who seemingly could not unbelieve lies all
knew, that can't be true,
that some law allows war, crime on mob-level power holders,
Who imagined revolution, well, here's telling us now,
we paradigm builders are new in the business, now
we comprehend worth, so we know worth ship, now
As seen on television, seen into unreal appeals to senses,
TRIX are for kids, silly wabbit, Elmer,
elmer fudd, that man was gay.
Queer we called such, I knew sailors
Who bragged in 1964 about rolling queers
On Ronsencrantz down by the beach, back then
Times change, people change, lies stay lies,
In stories or in realized this is us living now lives,
Not on tv, but online, thinking, if two or more agree,
No positive or negative effort past ag, ag me on, if I gain y'an inch
Yonder no wise matters, Mobius looping in peace and tranquility,
As when one accepts ones answers as such, we make peace, we inherit the earth.
Ah, fine day in Pine Valley filling reservoirs with expandable fret nots, think on the things one could do with a single day and not a single worry, in Gaza.