Word to Osho
If were all truly one then one has to look inwardly
I consider everybody when I can sit and consider only me
I count like spaceships laced with rust in a factory
The amount of hardships I faced just to get back to me
I recount the sharks and taste the lust on my lips flowing acridly
Knowing by actions who to trust when its time for me
Laughter from fake friends who front on me with their back to me
After the limits that push my flesh’s capacity
M.C. Escher type steps I took to master reality
Rebel when I whisper it casper when I’m yelling it
Finding a treasure is a lesser joy than selling it
Binding a ledger in the dresser boy to man I’m telling it
Storyboards of life are projected its all telepathy
Call the fall back before jealousy causes more leprosy
Long winded well defended pretended that life ended
Bong blended hell intended depended on words I vented
Mine life is eternal but this flesh I will defend it
What hast not giveth as gift ye shall not taketh for penalty
This is the mark of a barbarous society
Vengeful actions taken in the name of propriety
If thou shalt not kill why dost thou murdereth in the name of state
Covenant forever reacheth nary a roman judge
Drunk off the power playing every places calliope
Sanctity faces a bevy of preying catastrophe
Thankfully traces of every being doesn’t have to be
The ladder we climb is a circle so how are you after me
Internalization is based on observation and a child’s rationality receiving encouragement for achieving their normalcy
It’s a trick to raise a hard-hearted and complacent society
Divide us by station and then come conquer us quietly
The best course of action
Get your enemy to enslave themselves
Keep your allies close they won’t even know their slaves themselves
Repress the nature of humanity and then make it sin
Call it religion and then have people save themselves
Keeping them shackled by slavery that they gave themselves
Given the truth their still like ”that’s some bullshit”
Carbon based life has no coincidence with an accident
This is a sphere full of small unnatural master predators
Living a scripted existence with mystery writers as editors
Infinite possibilities is the realm I represent
Where negative endeavors get tossed like letters from debt collectors
This is the dimension I chose to be descended
If you’re fake you won’t like me just prepare to get offended
Whatsoever disappears with your awareness is sin
Whatsoever deepens with your awareness is virtue
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