This is the mire of the maya Ive seen:The way they try and make you leanInto the melting down potFrom which they gleanDigging for truths that only protrude in states of the extreme-Volcanic release when you stir up a scene.The ones that know of the myriad schemesAre just trapped as the go betweensIn a loop of the obscene unclean;No body even thinks to scream,Blinkered to what it all really meansOr the extent of the malice and the meanAll for the next chalice or Alice in beingOr an ID puffed up from a season of bee pleasingOr be pleasing please.Its a no brainer apparently.Well that just suits me down to a t(Though K would say she disagreed)I dont know what all you wholey ones seeBut Anyone with half a brain like meWould be able to perceive in realityWhats been going on in loops around herePretending to scoop and swoop around we.But of course Id be labelled again as crazyIf I started to expound any of this to ye.id be tainted as one with delusions of greenBy demons playing angelsIn arenas of digital gleeAgainst spiritsoul and oh especially psyche.hunting in a chain of the inhumane againCircling like a sceance of sadists so insaneSavaging the scriptures some shield and tameCor-kawing and clawing past in the petrol lanes.So I come up with a collective answer,That you might have the eyes to see,That it could happen to any of theeHas been now for centuries So dont go judgin me, oh pleaseUntil youve seen where Ive been scene by scene;surveyed and third eyed the fleeing feeling in meInduced by those who know how to manipulate the inner beingAnd do so unremorsefullyAll to keep the money clean.and yet its the dirtiest Ive seenAn unseemly seam of goldThat seems to be clawed out of the coalJust to form into a medal?
Posted on: Fri, 18 Jul 2014 15:02:30 +0000