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Now go to school to achieve
Borrow money
Have a dream
Show some pride, work hard and take heed
You'll soar with this degree
Now get a job
Wear a tie
Earn some money
Learn to lie
Keep staff comping
Gain wage
Climb the ladder as you age
Now buy a house
To display your stability and pay
Watch your bold amended shelter lie vacant most of the day
Now watch TV
Slate routine
Spend some money
Live the dream
Dull your thoughts
Hold your breath
Produce and consume until death
Life of fruitless service
Life of obedience
Life of constant earning
Constant burning
Constant yearning
And so here we are
Face first in the pleasing lure of modern comforts
To be fulfilled
To be content
To feel like more than slaves
We are oppressed and gently pacified
We are deceived
Adeptly mystified
Our greatest truths are owned by monsters wearing nice ties
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Ancient Lie
05:50
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Passive
Silent
Inane
Masses remain in shame
Removed
Obtuse
Insane
Reform dismissed in vain
Clutching the veil between our eyes and...
Accept the crooked bond
Accept the rotten guise
Repress the open mind to believe the ancient lie
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Rotting Swale
03:42
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I'm fine right here
Please just leave me be
Don't show this scene
I don't want to see
Oh please just let me stay blind
Tell me it's alright
Let me stay blind
Gently pacified
And this I know behind my vapid smile
And this I know within my vacant mind
And this I know
The bane held deep inside
A rotting swale of fear
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Home synthetic home
Wasteful luxury
Tainted soil
Sullied sea
Recognize disease
Culture of denial
Rampant ignorance
Generations of inbred insolence
Resources are gone
Currency is dead
Hardship falls
Disorder spreads
Recognize demise
Hungry, sick and lost
Violence is means
Dignity withheld as we maim and thieve
There is no hope for savior
This is the end of avoiding consequence
Failure to be all as one
Now divided, disgraced and destroyed
Humbled by our fragility and fatality
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As Is to Death
08:26
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To see no worth in others and yet to feel in common too
All so sick and confused as to why we are here and what we should do
Apathy is our chosen plague
Blind to love and numb to pain
Only moved and seduced by the brutal promotion of commerce and fame
Vanity, stress and depression
This is what I see and know
Tears cascade down my face and I choke as my weak heart fills my throat
Individual shadowed by wholesome cosmic majesty
Surrender to the unknown and dissolve
Evolve
Resolve
Atoms to be
Harmonious being is to believe
Pervasive entropy is to be seen
Life and shame inherently bound
As is to death, relief
Over the edge
Calm and ready to let go
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Eyes of Myself
07:46
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An eclipse of compassion by misanthropic obsession
Extroverted disdain acted to conceal grave introverted disgust
Anger and pain concomitant with insecure delusion
Blame and judgement held with intent
Subtle abuse to relieve the crushing internal throes
Prisoner of negative thought
Silently scarred and brooding
Mind divided by the imposing guilt of reflection
All relation lacking wellness and suppressed by agony
Misery haunts all as the self is harrowed by paranoia, dread and melancholy
All the comfort I crave
All the shame I display
Fills my heart with sorrow
Mind with contempt
Eyes with hatred
Hands reached out and beating
Cut up on the silver glass
Fingers bent and bleeding
Grasping at the hating eyes of myself
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Dwell in the past, full control
Self contained, justified
Future obsessed, the escape
Illusion perpetuates
Identified, conflicted
Masochist in denial
As ego thrives, true self wanes
Suffering that is the mind
Temporal thing, mortal mass
Pleasure craved, pain engaged
Reality of senses
These confines distort belief
A vessel for connection
Energy animates
A passage to awareness
The portal of the body
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Without a form, without need
Ambient wholesome core
Eternal grace, surrender
Promise kept by the spirit
Accept
Forgive
Focused
Present
Live
The truth throughout is known within
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And so here we are in dysfunction
Slaves to our minds
Fragments in time
All without life
Torn from the divine
Trichotomy, of which a wisdom sees
Is all
Is simply to be
Peace and stillness
Loving oneness
Resonating concentric beauty
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