some of the populace hates my thought
some of the populace hates my thought the others await my presence for the future it has brought such a strange silly place the home kept in a humans brain accumulating many emotions that hang events following a stage on this train memories portrayed by personas we entertain such a world built on lies and fame Sat alone in my room to contemplate exactly how this place needs change studied on which steps it might take worked hours upon the year of 365 days sacrificed ideology along with appraise these artificial sweeteners given by our human race . writing theories onto notepads acclimate red inks stain grazing each page blowing holes into historicals scheme besides this moment in which we breathe renders absolute of certainty underneath no proof of wether this reality exists my mind questions and asks myself why in such a confused state I then reply. did the masses just wake up one day and decide the words from anothers mouth sounded just right scared of the unknown we gathered ignorantly stepping off the cliff in pursuit a lead by anothers feet perilous death illuminated by wolves teeth. a predator born by a herd a sheep cursed as so deemed by its flock stepped on like stairs built from rock hated for our gifts ascended masters taught revolutions people adorned by third eye annointed royalty pentertrating earth's sky sculpting our perfect hosts we'd unite formatting the kingdom of balanced light a war needlessly caught up in disease cerebral parasite infecting what we believe elimanating these enemies with peraside our voices shall forever remain, you know who I am now remember my name
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some of the populace hates my thought the others await my presence for the future it has brought such a strange silly place the home kept in a humans brain accumulating many emotions that hang events following a stage on this train memories portrayed by personas we entertain such a world built on lies and fame Sat alone in my room to contemplate exactly how this place needs change studied on which steps it might take worked hours upon the year of 365 days sacrificed ideology along with appraise these artificial sweeteners given by our human race . writing theories onto notepads acclimate red inks stain grazing each page blowing holes into historicals scheme besides this moment in which we breathe renders absolute of certainty underneath no proof of wether this reality exists my mind questions and asks myself why in such a confused state I then reply. did the masses just wake up one day and decide the words from anothers mouth sounded just right scared of the unknown we gathered ignorantly stepping off the cliff in pursuit a lead by anothers feet perilous death illuminated by wolves teeth. a predator born by a herd a sheep cursed as so deemed by its flock stepped on like stairs built from rock hated for our gifts ascended masters taught revolutions people adorned by third eye annointed royalty pentertrating earth's sky sculpting our perfect hosts we'd unite formatting the kingdom of balanced light a war needlessly caught up in disease cerebral parasite infecting what we believe elimanating these enemies with peraside our voices shall forever remain, you know who I am now remember my name
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