dopamine den friends
like pigs propaganda pen
made of mud and stardust
wire tapped data harvesting us
in demons we trust
rulers pushing lies and such
see this sneeze way through dust
reach for higher realms a must
what to grasp or let go
protect imagination grow
fiction vision heavy price life flow
identify as human yo
merry go round goes up then down
screen play our character bound
both light and shadow serve when found
The All only Truth in town.
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economies within economies
liable levels of make believe
lonely as committed avoiders
craving convention sanity
playmate projection heavy price
two squared hearts friction vice
pruning branches tree of life
fire follows snow and ice
fertile ground feed with corpses
underground ensouled with purpose
one third sent on mission
half choose earthly prison
blessings had between the barbs
letting go not so hard
in time there are no short cuts
Truth is only God to trust.
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outlive degeneration
a modern worthwhile mission
zoos are nice to visit
but nobody thrives there
find societal exit sign
push crash bar prison break time
hamster wheel powered reality
divest from milling insanity
untruth points way towards avoid
energy game played free will choice
psychological war multi-generational
big picture crooked curators
as always Truth simple not easy
many won't sing chorus responsibility
each day cherishing service pastime
blessings to all even ones buried with lies.
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we are God's shadow
every speck of life hallow
especially pesky shadow
we have been confused
for so long it's not news
make Truth a muse
we only know inversion
raised this way on purpose
see these chains first step
we are not the same
hone your gifts each day
respect others' choosing no play
we can't overcome challenges
with tired old victim mindset
responsibility cultivate consciousness
we make believe disease ultimate misuse of creativity indeed.
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ai trained by degenerates
can any beauty come from this
tripping traps of consciousness
microdose new aura holes
inebriation hangover toll
medicated mind magicians
conjure up every demon
good on you polyamorous
hivemind horny in hell we trust
brought to us by don't be evil
machine owners fake they feel
don't be duped ditch the darpa
warman church of godless wonder
tough to tell death's disciples
your vision quest ripe with blindfold
Amish belly laugh when power grid goes.
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we are tested
our soul vetted
placed to learn
growth or burn
spun with blindfold
hot cold mind blown
Plato's cave
slippery slave
chains they tighten
when fear invited
know thyself
don't serve hell
not a play
watched from stage
Love a must
see God in us.
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Forty three more months to go
can humans thrive monopole
pile lessons up lifetime mountain
hard fought source wisdom fountain
spiraling path sometimes sideways
only compass God set finds way
corrupted both by pain and pleasure
with no Guidance one finds hell here
testing souls who throws in towel
degradation danger drown
age old patterns ripe for mistrust
death to things not serving us
love a mysterious moving muscle
two poles aligned for empowered function
Saturn starves what can't be strength
balanced match worth the wait.
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V day again
dress in bloody red
profit crazed midget transhumanist dentists
wanna clip lingual frenulums
creating more reptilians
human life temptations
tough choices tricky menu
profane or pious
both receding gum line ways
lead to deathly end
Shakespeare once said
hell is empty
all devils are here
keep that in mind
when picking next valentine.
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society's profane slide
stupidity crescendo primed
best witnessed from distance
godless joyless mankind
tear up ticket for sickness and lies
push off complete
old pier conformed lost minds
being in world but not bound by it
corporeal focus forever find disappointment
emotional incest pissing contest
who what why worth time friendship test
hot to handle Truth fire poker
tight rope walker heart set ablaze
distinguish don't extinguish gifted way
avoidance ripe for repetition
limited lifetimes to outshine slime
must grow or pass soul torch bro
loving ascetics say goodbye.
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gas furnace finally died
woke by cold stoke fire time
shaking hand sleeping pill
blowing fantom misses kisses
night crew does devil's will
broke piggy bank bill pay
winter plant talk teller window
undatable you might say
hooked on backyard pond vids
happy dancing frog friends
dreaming day or night skinny dips
sled of wood everyday
angry bunnies on hind legs
why's he hauling home away
blessed Brigid points towards spring
grateful goddess poetry.
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kicking stubborn old compulsion
painstaking pricking patterns
the stuff we come here to clear
rarely vacation place dear
struck when in dark by stars
teachers as rulers hit hard
this why our bodies age
beaten full bag mistakes
spiraling path towards knowledge
tiptoeing edge deep water
compassion denser then self slaughter
fuel fire hone honor
quiet scout badges are won
wrinkles from smiling fun
power in absence of fear
ready for wolves stick near.
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A band of one camp for scouts
not afraid of Truth or doubt
willingly face unkind shadow
ancestral patterns especially hallowed
find no time fun is had here
eternity in present persistent stand still
mental roadblocks point work around
wisdom found on failure ground
know the tricky sticky stinky transits
stars map sailors' ships on land too
this last outpost awaits choice few
Holy guidance striving crew
now serving up next in line
drop a comment show life signs
honesty integrity skipped modernity
cut to chase let's face what's weak.
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Bound for repeat
now that you've left the scene
knowing we would meet
enough to brighten everything
our songs never sung
split lifetimes way too long
separated by oceans and sea
wave goodbye no destiny
transformation finale
as if this could ever be
tribute my life's tapestry
beauty love self mastery
trust your foreign choice
I serve Source in search of joy
passing over time
we'll merge again on High.
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mother did they really drop the bomb
imaginary fear foe all along
society champions toxic tampons
Truth fountain bloody purge
radical responsibility deserved
age old avoidance strategy
we bend over towards authority
shepherds often sociopaths
assembly lined do mobster math
psyche sucks at objectivity
hero role models few in his-story
compassion tough for lying bastards
corruption realm know our challenge
escape gate always open
admission price free will token
losing life force no joke here.
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