Emancipation

Sometimes we wonder just what it takes to live, if all the chances in the
universe should come our way, what would we do with it anyway.
Subterfuge is our partner in grace to the end of what we solemly call existence.
Showering ourselves in infinite wisdom, creating everything we supposedly need to survive.
Hoping beyond hope that our task is worthy, if our task is relevant to anything at all,
on this small planet that is slowly becoming bereft of life.

We take strides into death and into life without ever looking at why we are here. Why are we here.
To interfere in each others existences. To narrow our search and find what we personnally seek,
without thought to the conseqences. We have evolved to destroy, we have evolved to mould
ourselves as if slugs under a rock, festering on the corpse of some dead thing. Slowly we
will kill what is left of all belief, knacker the machine of life, until our compost is the nutrient
of existence, we become soil but now more often we burn, leaving no natural resource to manage us.

Slowly we are killing all belief and structure to our existence. if only we could see, if only we
were real enough inside to care about anything, we should wake up to the emergence of a new world,
where we interact with what is real only, not what is false. together we can stuggle to an end that
is sufficient to our taste. Leave behind the trapppings of the material world, look beyond
to what can be defined as human love, to change we just try, to live we just die, make what
you can of your life, enjoy every second ignoring all displacements in your reality, let go
your demons and embrace a new way of living, living in harmony with the earth not in disharmony.

Shatter preconceptions of what is real, by making what is really real appear in front of everyones eyes,
truth that is real, wisdom that is real, love that is real, life that is really worth living,
believe believe believe... in you, should be your mantra, believe in your life, in your love,
not in money, not in power, not in the displacement of the human spirit to a place so lonely
angels fear to tread there.

Slow down embrace your life not your work. life is work, love is work, belief is work,
so give yourself a break and take in whats left of this beautiful earth before humankind brings
about the ruin of it all. Stop hiding away the earth won`t hate you for it only people will...

Personally i think we would all prefer to live in a police state, we would feel more "Secure",
We may get alot more depressed, start grassing on our innocent neighbours that we have known for 15 years,
saying "THEIR TERRORISTS" but we would feel more secure. Really we are slow stupid sheep
dieing to die and hating to live, because we need to be told "What Is" not decide for ourselves.
A total myth perpetuated by people who are supposedly superior to us in every way,
telling us "Their Truth" repeatedly, as if we would forget what they tell us, if we ignored the media "Truth".
So carry on slogging away in your pointless job supporting a system that has caged us.
But we feel secure in a cage "Don`t We".

What will you be wearing tommorow - whatever your particular government makes you succumb to.
How many lies can you take - enough lies to fill the earth with pollution until its totally dead.
How many of your friends and family must die of cancer before you bother to look at "THC hemp oil" as the cure,
Ask Rick Simpson he will tell you all about it... phoenixtears
How many bullets must they sell before we all say stop.
We will never say stop because we love our cage.
Welcome to Cyborcosis, Welcome to the end of one thing and the begining of another...






One Love to rule them all, One Love to find them, One love to bring them all,
And in the Lightness bind them

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