Faced with the Friction
of self contradiction
Developed from the dunce cap mutilation of the third grade
Slave to the perception of the masses
surpasses the truth
Watch as the fruit slowly rottens
now forgotten
Crabs successfully keep one at the bottom
Problems solved
The chance to evolve has dissoved
and what's left
A reflection with no connection
to Life and the Limited Expression
YaY! Says the slave happily resting in a grave
let's segregate a section
and offer it some protection
Send it in a direction called the cult-de-sack
Ah.
Piracy for Privacy
I just want to be left alone
A zone of escape
From the self inflicted hate
Loss of will to cultivate
And grow
And show
And flow
with the infinite connection
That moves beyond the Limited expression
As life has just begun
As Life will never end
Programmed to pretend
Imagination
Watch the mind bend
And what you see is only part of what you get
All bets are off
The loft is empty
So moving will be a breeze
With ease I can now breath
Fall approaches with the changing of the leaves
As the Limited changes to Infinite
I see
Life beyond it's Limited Expression.