open air psych ward we pretend to have it together all the while intoxication and distraction keep us from heaven perpetuating collective psychosis pastime for masses think tank planned way maintain feeding stock lower classes let them drug themselves over counter easy access booze for all not this one but everyday parasitic traction tune in favorite stories find a program this is it when spirit leaves body best watch out poisoned bit what else might come in shadow of former self demon host dance of devil dragon breath finely felt
I chose to be here I confess what a gift watching others wake up manufactured mess you see the sillier things get the more we become empowered our numbers are doubling day after day hour by hour it can be fun walking tight rope here at the edge listen carefully pied piper song might get stuck in your head.
what now will you hold onto phantoms' plot played world are you food for fractured folly famished things muppet puppet no more cut the strings treasure this one chance to sing life's stingers hurt guiding us away back to inner child heart heal, let's play like there is no tomorrow sorrow found in mind time borrowed past and future do not exist present moment where our spirits pass test how long might we stay here overcome shadow, dragon, endless fear God forget me not when I transgress I love you all the best.
Round and round we go where it stops nobody knows right from first breath get go Earth place gonna shock you to the bone system designed no caress cattle prod way doctor knows best circumcision, antibodies, vaccines prepping for antidepressants, chemo, colonoscopie taught to know only death vortex flush your being down life's toilet or might this be how we wake up discard every bit sick twisted yuck yellow brick road to self empowerment reject madness no consent you've witnessed it now just say when our healing time is here let us start again.
a tiny band of validators broke free from dis-ease they headed southwest towards the mountains escaping the rising tide
on the ride they gifted each other with presence never discounting another's experience
empowerment and respect the motto of a new way
having witnessed the demise of the old, individuals owned the responsibility it takes to break away from out dated bay
a generational curse is hard to break so each member of a community must gracefully grab the hand, so to speak, and pull another up and out of the morass pit anytime a slip up occurs
each day brings a new set of challenges, but the potential for a brighter future for all beings leads us on
you have the power to steer the ship to better days together we will overcome.
broken down old carnival designers fallen faithless junk food booze fest ingest drugs get wasted generational folly freak show pass on the illness as if people powered plant driven by debasement
tired of this way yet going along to get bent pretending not here for improvement here is the chance to change will you choose it
see we are the lucky ones sent to witness demise of what went wrong so we might not repeat chorus of tired old song if given the chance sing a new one
I challenge you now listen to the signs old world falling apart let go start building new ride each and every one of us foundation stone for healing age you have the power picture something better let's play.
God gave body keys to see if you'd park life between on and off sale bogus religion done wrong so you discarded self and bailed spirituality relinquished for scientism soul jail trading in personal responsibility for propaganda pushed ways humans easily played, easily sold lies indoctrination corruption reality prison style trained to trust those who trick you attack those who trigger your lazy ways gonna catch your own drift someday maybe last moment of last day you will pray and say words of gratitude or forgiveness why not start today regrow connection to Holy Spirit before too late.
once I was a demon in training too radio, newspaper, movies, music everything consumed steered me to dark room tough to develop one's light there pile on twisted peer review fool school stares no wonder life was so -> hard to bear
most deny growing inner demon so ugly face rears horns, fangs, feather screaming victim projection outer world self deceiving blaming one's experiences on other rather than seeing every single moment as a teacher chance to master ones own theater
knowing that evil has a purpose sharpen awareness daily will test earn discernment as if there is a side to pick a team to play for choose wisely or risk being annihilation.
When the power goes off hypnotizing stops like Amish quite all day everyday count your candles start to pray bicycle muscles gonna be the way hold your horses don't eat em' cities gonna get ugly so leave them like yesterday was a shim sham shame anyway hidden gift dirty sock filled closet silly kid we signed up for this now stop it project only golden threads from sober head kick out tel-ew-vision set awaken dead or not just keep rockin' programs avoidance lot just love every way you can heal your own plot.
If anyone here is still alive
please stand up
this nutty world has gone off track and run amuck
evacuated souls pile up yuck and yuck
how many run on automation
not trying to show desperation
just saying what I'm seeing here dears
puppet programed people distilling fear
energy feeders breed senility
lacerated loneliness for not me only
making it easier to decide
on booking ticket for this place again after life
gets tough maintaining heaven within
when surrounded by constant ignorant invalidation
luckily empowered tribe keeps growing
course correction won't stray us from knowing.
Day Gun
regurgitated indoctrination conformity camp traumatic cesspool don't dump our bay birds off at brainwashing bummer school future leaders destined to fly society new age style why waste time teaching children limited truth sinking ship rhymes comes down to family priorities I guess property tax pays baby sitting service never ending struggling debt encourage life long learning chance at empowering fun adopted Prussian system aims to kill inspired minds before graduation wounded humans modeling others on ways to be wounded surviving 12 grades of hells bells prepping us for inverted perception rather an important thing most energetic time of life should make you sing like the endlessly creative song birds we are why wish for kids the scares on your own heart invest in most precious resource healing ripples through time steers realm on new course.
do you believe in magic matterless mystery of spirit forever flowing fountain hear it coincidence no synchronistic way of dream that we live in possible find ease playfullness conjuring love nest never doubting potential uniqueness find soaring beauty present moment all the while hidden notion power in our hands don't blow it out and about just know it you are one so show it.
It's not about dogs or sheep shedding hair
It's not about snake skin
It's not about crabs in the beards of men
It's not about builders of sheds
It's not about tv shows with women's cleavage
It's not about fear
It's not about social distancing
It's not about peer pressure double masking
It's not about sinning
It's not about vaccines
It's not about fast-tracked-experimental-gene-therapy
It's not about this prick or that
It's not about cat in the hat
It's not about someone eating a bat
It's not about pharmaceutical drugs
It's not about evil vatican slugs
It's not about liars
It's not about government corruption
It's not about his-story or blind assumptions
It's not about the greater reset
It's not about MKUltra
It's not about Billys' trips on Lolita express
It's not about population control
It's not about doing what you're told
It's not about trying not to be stressed
It's not about living life to the fullest
It's not about selling your soul
or maybe it is.
Day Gun
Haunted by poems no longer alone Source valve stuck on wish this song favorite birds never leave best friends found in trees I seed love between lines numbers left there by design why then so much struggle friction's sickle lonely sorrow leave nothing left 2 learn find peace in present yet always yearn 4 even more beauty expect chores on shoulders we are ones to create order what All Will we will align time with Divine Mind catch Thy Drift sail through time.
