imagine a world seperated by turmoil
infected is the air and sterile is the soil
all because of riches, power, and oil ?
that cannot be it, thats not reason to spoil
the wonderful planet of choice.
if you listen you will hear a voice
if you dont all you get is noise
--
a secret people have gathered together
to maintain their title and perhaps better.
organizations within organizations
across many different nations
will surely distract any worthy investigator
and make him cautious of even his neighbor.
they have found their weapons, buried in time.
shots not of bullets, but waves across time.
theyve planted beliefs and setup standards
seperated the good from the bad words.
and created an illusion of ethics and morality.
theyve told you whats right, told you whats wrong,
but all the while, they've been playing a different song.
they dont practice what they preach,
nor perform what they teach,
they dont even mean, the words in their speach.
--
where have they originated, this seemingly invisible antagonist?
they came from within, if you can catch my jist.
turmoil deep in the soul's memory
of a battle between polarities.
ignited a sense of nostalgia
the conscious cannot see.
we are all here by choice, for better or worse.
which path you take creates your obstacle course.
are you here to help? if so, who ?
would you help me, or just only you ?
--
THEY have chosen, clear as the day,
To help THEMSELVES, in every which way.
Their Order has grown since the time of Inception,
Their Orders have grown to the scale of national deception.
How? Might you ask, Has this come to be?
Why? I Might add, didn't you see?
Why? I Might add, did you let it be?
Questions can only progress you so far.
The Answers are what initiate actions.
to turn this answer into an action
i shall try my best to explain a fraction.
this fraction of the whole is about a 2 factions with 2 goals.
the souls of one faction chose the life of community.
the souls of the other faction chose the life of communism.
the two polarities became evident.
the tension grew
some of the souls wanted nothing to do with the war
so they set off in space, to find a new world.
the dictators took offense by the other's escape
so they sent some hunters to return them back to shape.
what these hunters did not know,
was the path of the soul.
for when they landed
they were newly born.
hence a soul struggle began, inside each and every man.
to find his true purpose, to remember why he had came.
age did they, and new ideas arouse;
until the day came when the evil now were a rose.
therefore the souls had changed decisions, while some remained the same.
and those newly found decision-makers, were now ahead of the game.
they began to remember- their tainted past
and with that in mind, they either smiled or gasped.
those who smiled, were the negatives indeed,
for they remembered, the plan that was need.
those who gasped at the sight of their previous lives,
know only one thing: it must not happen again.
---
[gtg, will continue later]
take care all
infected is the air and sterile is the soil
all because of riches, power, and oil ?
that cannot be it, thats not reason to spoil
the wonderful planet of choice.
if you listen you will hear a voice
if you dont all you get is noise
--
a secret people have gathered together
to maintain their title and perhaps better.
organizations within organizations
across many different nations
will surely distract any worthy investigator
and make him cautious of even his neighbor.
they have found their weapons, buried in time.
shots not of bullets, but waves across time.
theyve planted beliefs and setup standards
seperated the good from the bad words.
and created an illusion of ethics and morality.
theyve told you whats right, told you whats wrong,
but all the while, they've been playing a different song.
they dont practice what they preach,
nor perform what they teach,
they dont even mean, the words in their speach.
--
where have they originated, this seemingly invisible antagonist?
they came from within, if you can catch my jist.
turmoil deep in the soul's memory
of a battle between polarities.
ignited a sense of nostalgia
the conscious cannot see.
we are all here by choice, for better or worse.
which path you take creates your obstacle course.
are you here to help? if so, who ?
would you help me, or just only you ?
--
THEY have chosen, clear as the day,
To help THEMSELVES, in every which way.
Their Order has grown since the time of Inception,
Their Orders have grown to the scale of national deception.
How? Might you ask, Has this come to be?
Why? I Might add, didn't you see?
Why? I Might add, did you let it be?
Questions can only progress you so far.
The Answers are what initiate actions.
to turn this answer into an action
i shall try my best to explain a fraction.
this fraction of the whole is about a 2 factions with 2 goals.
the souls of one faction chose the life of community.
the souls of the other faction chose the life of communism.
the two polarities became evident.
the tension grew
some of the souls wanted nothing to do with the war
so they set off in space, to find a new world.
the dictators took offense by the other's escape
so they sent some hunters to return them back to shape.
what these hunters did not know,
was the path of the soul.
for when they landed
they were newly born.
hence a soul struggle began, inside each and every man.
to find his true purpose, to remember why he had came.
age did they, and new ideas arouse;
until the day came when the evil now were a rose.
therefore the souls had changed decisions, while some remained the same.
and those newly found decision-makers, were now ahead of the game.
they began to remember- their tainted past
and with that in mind, they either smiled or gasped.
those who smiled, were the negatives indeed,
for they remembered, the plan that was need.
those who gasped at the sight of their previous lives,
know only one thing: it must not happen again.
---
[gtg, will continue later]
take care all