Plato me this.

It's never hurt me to believe
that I can't give up on my dreams.
Triumph on a grander scale,
with motives not so typical.

Ask who would dictate global fates.
The corporate entertainment parades?
The stadiums of wasted dreams?
Hollow shells of reckless memes?

Statistically the odds are great,
you'll find a niche to celebrate
to defend lapse in chemistry.
Sure we can ignore the world for just a lifetime more.

Though, options careen into view
if you look up from what you're doing
there in the trenches of pawn-ship Babylon.

Don't line up for the spoon fed fiction,
or this ordo ab chao infliction.
Let's bring the dais crashing down,
scrap the metal, seed the ground.
Forgetting not the nature of the cause.
Our crying host of earth and air has not.

i hugged tonight an other.

who on earth is transcendent?
speaking to hearts regardless?
jesus was fine and among us
and martyrs as lennon confront us.
you and i feel the passion.
bursting through, healing the Sadness.
we all as collective rain guidance.
in "to be or not to be?"

can requests hold ground above demands?

a fear latches, calls me transparent.
reality here vibrates so foreign.
and i'm caught between the moments.

a knowing, remains as the best one
of feelings to live or let die.

A flow unscathed.

I am love.
Reaching toward antennae
of blood.
Home away from
home.
Found in
achy bones.
Speaking truth
unscared.
For, fear aught not be,
here.
Seems honest potential is
quelled.
Stricken sick, by
few seeking 'wealth.'
So a vision pangs
within,
and so a mission
bursts through skin.
The Heart
beats.
Why war?
Earth's tree.
My core.

High as the New York banner, with those two gals that have my back. (Liberty and Justice)

Fire's been all that has passed,
so nothing can break me now.
Though only by chance I still last,
so the steel I've become won't lash out.

Yet the path I lead is narrow,
give space for to veer and to play.
So cross not my blade for your pharaoh,
or you'll find that you have not have my praise.

All in the realm is from heaven,
each value misweighed on the screens.
If justice is blind I'm beside her,
'cause damn well Earth's wasting away.

You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one.

I believe and nothing can change that.
I'm not under mind control by the Gloom-inati world order.
Yeah so just because it exists as a ten thousand year old controlling force,
it doesn't mean we're all a mistake, fucking destined for ruin and misery,
and destruction.

Yeah so this is.
I'm not going to sulk in the whirlpool of reality,
or fate, or the present, or whatever term you prefer.

But I'm cutting the cord,
the umbilical between the machine and I.
It's gravity pulls in that which confirms the appeal of it's output.
Putting price-tags on the misery of "uncultured" members of the earth family,
while the "civilized" and "modern" "humans" buy into it.

I'm disgusted with the human race.
Oh, so when a comedian says it, they're edgy and sooo right..
but I say it and I'm an imbecile and a hypocrite?

Babylon, the machine.. bleh

I know you're afraid to share, but if you could only see the faces
of your sisters and brothers when we all get to eat the plants,
and have warmth in a winter.

Will there be chaos?
Not if the spirituality of these religions transcend whichever gospel writing.

For, infinite love is the only truth, everything else is illusion.