Imagine17
12-29-2005, 06:25 AM
Pretty long and in 8 parts but I though I'd post it anyway.
Life
Understanding
I’ve never really understood life, whether it is superfluous and unnecessary.
Or whether there lies purpose, obvious or subliminally hidden in our minds.
And our minds grow too far from reason. Blinded by ego.
And further from truth we go.
Until somehow we can open our mind and find the answer laid before us.
Sometimes our ego can’t handle how insignificant the reason may be.
Maybe we felt we were destined for greater feats and we can’t see.
See the connection to the universe amidst our creative delusion.
And the faithful and gullible sometimes live a life of illusion.
Arrival
At your arrival you are free.
Your entrance to this odd realm you are free.
Free for a while.
Free until tampered.
Free until manipulation.
Free until removed from your haven.
Without a fight you surrender.
The shackles are placed.
Everything
Everything is bright.
Everything is simple.
Everything has light.
Everything has an infantile bliss.
But slowly everything fades.
Slowly the seed grows.
And everything that was bright,
Is now dark as the night.
The System
Welcome to the system my friend.
I do hope you enjoy your stay for it wont be brief.
It will be for an eternity, there is no end.
Climb aboard the hamster wheel and learn to keep your balance.
Learn to cry and learn to grieve.
Lose your smile and give rise to your bile.
Let in the vile thoughts.
Give a little and get a little.
Lose a little and steal a little.
Chip into this disgusting race of perpetual greed.
Try and fill every petty need.
Fill the voids and create new ones.
Green is now the symbol of your desire.
Feed your glutinous ego and starve your instinctive purpose.
Stray away from that primitive bliss of yesteryear.
Let us fill you with fear.
Feel the paranoia within.
Feel the nervousness and insecurity.
Shall you drink another beer?
Shall you find a new fear?
Will you buy more tools?
Will you buy more jewels?
The young light has already faded.
The glowing stone already jaded.
Your eccentric zest now dulled from its previous sharpened state.
What was, should have been, but is now gone.
You are taught what they want you to know.
Told what to believe.
Pressured and persuaded with imbedded lies.
Further and further you roam from what you once knew to be true.
Momentary loss or eternal madness.
Imprisoned
Is there no way out of here?
Will I remain still as a stone cooperative as a pawn?
Will I remain here till the red dawn?
I’ve done nothing but exacerbate it.
Infatuated by my dying will.
But all good will dies.
Is there no way home?
Will I remain blind as a bat?
Will I remain tricked like a fool?
The door is slammed shut and I’ve done nothing to open it.
Let down by my own incompetence.
Fooled by my own sheepish betrayal.
The Key
There is but one way out and it is through the locked door.
Abysmal possibilities to dwell into the sub conscious.
Capture the unknown and make sense of its mystic aura.
Find knew perception and an existence that seems like a dream.
So it seems at least.
Until the ability to live in new existence.
A new plain of acclaim.
Like a shaman.
Like an obscure mate ready to dive into a sea of endless magic.
The bliss returns with the turning of the key.
Slowly each layer of ego collapses and the door breaks.
The Exodus.
Join the exodus from this tenebrous existence.
Find oneself extricated from the system that enslaved you.
Use the key and find yourself free.
Find yourself rid of the systematic burden that beset you from the past.
Like a new world or a new life.
Or perhaps how life should have been or already was before being torn to shreds.
Moments of clarification and subtle reason.
Recognition of pure emotion and simplicity.
An end becomes a new beginning and a reestablished connection takes form.
New thoughts are fair.
Unlocked.
Unfolded.
A breath of fresh air.
Exit
I have arrived in a coy manner.
Innocent and liberated.
I wallowed into the dark abyss where the door shut behind me.
A convolution of rapid events fired me into a mental demise.
Flayed into a perfect pawn and thrown into cynical thought.
Laid subject to progressive obligation.
And yet through all the distortion there is always a way out.
To finally find what life is all about.
Filled with purpose or lacking point.
But at one time or another every soul exits for a new one to arrive.
A new soul makes its arrival and is grinded in the system.
And they too can find the key for it is always there lying in the back of the mind.
Waiting to be discovered.
Waiting to unlock the door.
Life
Understanding
I’ve never really understood life, whether it is superfluous and unnecessary.
Or whether there lies purpose, obvious or subliminally hidden in our minds.
And our minds grow too far from reason. Blinded by ego.
And further from truth we go.
Until somehow we can open our mind and find the answer laid before us.
Sometimes our ego can’t handle how insignificant the reason may be.
Maybe we felt we were destined for greater feats and we can’t see.
See the connection to the universe amidst our creative delusion.
And the faithful and gullible sometimes live a life of illusion.
Arrival
At your arrival you are free.
Your entrance to this odd realm you are free.
Free for a while.
Free until tampered.
Free until manipulation.
Free until removed from your haven.
Without a fight you surrender.
The shackles are placed.
Everything
Everything is bright.
Everything is simple.
Everything has light.
Everything has an infantile bliss.
But slowly everything fades.
Slowly the seed grows.
And everything that was bright,
Is now dark as the night.
The System
Welcome to the system my friend.
I do hope you enjoy your stay for it wont be brief.
It will be for an eternity, there is no end.
Climb aboard the hamster wheel and learn to keep your balance.
Learn to cry and learn to grieve.
Lose your smile and give rise to your bile.
Let in the vile thoughts.
Give a little and get a little.
Lose a little and steal a little.
Chip into this disgusting race of perpetual greed.
Try and fill every petty need.
Fill the voids and create new ones.
Green is now the symbol of your desire.
Feed your glutinous ego and starve your instinctive purpose.
Stray away from that primitive bliss of yesteryear.
Let us fill you with fear.
Feel the paranoia within.
Feel the nervousness and insecurity.
Shall you drink another beer?
Shall you find a new fear?
Will you buy more tools?
Will you buy more jewels?
The young light has already faded.
The glowing stone already jaded.
Your eccentric zest now dulled from its previous sharpened state.
What was, should have been, but is now gone.
You are taught what they want you to know.
Told what to believe.
Pressured and persuaded with imbedded lies.
Further and further you roam from what you once knew to be true.
Momentary loss or eternal madness.
Imprisoned
Is there no way out of here?
Will I remain still as a stone cooperative as a pawn?
Will I remain here till the red dawn?
I’ve done nothing but exacerbate it.
Infatuated by my dying will.
But all good will dies.
Is there no way home?
Will I remain blind as a bat?
Will I remain tricked like a fool?
The door is slammed shut and I’ve done nothing to open it.
Let down by my own incompetence.
Fooled by my own sheepish betrayal.
The Key
There is but one way out and it is through the locked door.
Abysmal possibilities to dwell into the sub conscious.
Capture the unknown and make sense of its mystic aura.
Find knew perception and an existence that seems like a dream.
So it seems at least.
Until the ability to live in new existence.
A new plain of acclaim.
Like a shaman.
Like an obscure mate ready to dive into a sea of endless magic.
The bliss returns with the turning of the key.
Slowly each layer of ego collapses and the door breaks.
The Exodus.
Join the exodus from this tenebrous existence.
Find oneself extricated from the system that enslaved you.
Use the key and find yourself free.
Find yourself rid of the systematic burden that beset you from the past.
Like a new world or a new life.
Or perhaps how life should have been or already was before being torn to shreds.
Moments of clarification and subtle reason.
Recognition of pure emotion and simplicity.
An end becomes a new beginning and a reestablished connection takes form.
New thoughts are fair.
Unlocked.
Unfolded.
A breath of fresh air.
Exit
I have arrived in a coy manner.
Innocent and liberated.
I wallowed into the dark abyss where the door shut behind me.
A convolution of rapid events fired me into a mental demise.
Flayed into a perfect pawn and thrown into cynical thought.
Laid subject to progressive obligation.
And yet through all the distortion there is always a way out.
To finally find what life is all about.
Filled with purpose or lacking point.
But at one time or another every soul exits for a new one to arrive.
A new soul makes its arrival and is grinded in the system.
And they too can find the key for it is always there lying in the back of the mind.
Waiting to be discovered.
Waiting to unlock the door.