we are one

Constantly evolving. We have no face. Like the borg, we are one. exist as a collective. against the occupation Of the brain, Spin your thoughts like a weather vain. From the depths of space we are the race, that will continue. Smaller to the weight that crushes the inside of you. Falling down forward, to the ground, and above you? From inner core delights, to your high-rise lights. You will come down, and we are waiting for you on the ground. Don't try to run, don't go run and hide. You will never find peace, into you exit the beast.

Wasted Text Wasted Breath

Read This!! Are you ahead in your life? Do you want to go farther? Do you want to meet hot alien babes thousands of light years away? Do you want to re collaborate your reality? Do you want to stop all of your addictions? Do you have the time? Well if you can say yes to any one of these questions then you can change your life for the fraction of the cost it would take to eat a meal at mcdonalds for 25 years. Hell you could travel to the moon and back, and play with the monsters that dwell inside your head, and swim in your subconscious of the everlasting light that is surrounded with the darkness that is the void in the heart that pumps the soiled bucket of dirt across the land in the foreshadow of the doubt that is not recognized by what you have said, or done in the past. Can you feel the force of the energy that is under varied by the way the horizontal comes to the section of the fork in the road where the turn of truth, and lies come into contact with everything, and has an adverse affect on every life that stands out ahead then gets swept behind in the ground of alternative delight. 

Millennium Traveler

I have traveled many places near and far. Sometimes not even moving one inch. Exploring the boundaries of infinity. Reaching the climax in my synaptic memory. I have been for billions of a second. I have been here for billions of eternity. Traveling at the speed of light. Through this never ending universe. A life a second and a second a life. There is another card in the deck of evolution that has not been dealt yet in the hand of ignorance. Life is but a circle death is the beginning of life and life completes the circle. The keys to the past will unlock the doors to the future. Have you found your keys?

Thought Apocalypse

I can't concentrate, my head is not straight.  I need to migrate, coming from the void into outer space.  I need to create my ongoing fate.  Thought apocalypse erodes my mind.  There is never enough time.  To congratulate, no time to hesitate.  Everything is twisted, constricted, contorted, imploded, exploded.   I want to go back in time.  I want to see space.   I don't want to be part of this race.      

Awaking

I'm a scientist I study knowledge, This awaking is upon us. Known only sleep now your eye's are open. Information spit on you and your chokin. Can you stand it? Is it clear? Up from the hemisphere. Then back down to here. Words sink into your flesh, No need to fear death, Knock you in the chest. "A powerful blow" Falling faster down below, into your hole. Not a cult, not a religion, but a certain kind of thinkin. Puzzle and scramble your brain, all of you are insane. Take my cane hold me up from the pain. That I feel when looking around, to the ground, all around. You call me a hippy but you are wrong you will now fear the word when you hear chønged! Just look at the monster you created. Society made me I'm regenerated. Not a clone, not a drone, but a cell that is prone. To multiply and divide. To knock you down with the info that I supply. Addicting like a drug, but harmless, like giving a hug. Who are you to judge? The way of life for many and everyone above? Take my word it is strong hope you have a good day, and I hope you get chønged!