Authoritys school, they called education and the stairs of merchants they called church But they never said a word, and intentionally hid from you, the zeibekiko of the mind, that brings freedom because they know that the essence is hidden deep Some promise you earthly goods, others promise you heavenly ones and the price of hope is pride And those that are safe have gotten cleverer because none has ever asked them for repayment Whoever gets in your mind manipulates you as he wants and instead of zebekiko you danse tsifteteli like a bear on a leash in the worlds bazaar And your truth becomes a phony die (literal translation is a die that has been filed, probably to cheat on gambling) And the cell were youve been put constricts like a noose Your relaxed mind seeks a new cell A bigger one, full of goods and me outside like a madman free, singing to you songs of prison of the prison were they locked you up, and its full of goods In the free steps god rejoices, man dances, simply true/real Listen to the secret, and love the essence see how this dance is self-knowledge and (after that) lets see how they will still (manage to) have authority (over you).
Posted on: Sun, 19 Oct 2014 17:04:23 +0000
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