Word to Osho

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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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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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