I woke up
To the unrelenting programming of Planet Earth.
Everything is inverse.
Realisation that we live in a world of the unreal
Where the truth seems mad
And those who speak it condemned as all mad:
Put under scrutiny.
Let. Them. Burn.
It’s the global rhetoric that is non-sense.
Impossible contradictions that must be complied with.
Always inventing a new drama.
They are gatecrashers at the party of the Cosmos.
They act without real legitimacy of power
Using networks of artifice and deception
Designed to mold thought.
Corrupting the memories of the collective mind.
They steal control of the world
Contingent on the insecurity and division of people.
The Universe doesn’t seek a keeper.
We don’t really need their permission to be free.
By inverting what we believe,
We can stop behaving like a cripple.
But seeing the Light.
Doesn’t it sometimes feel like a tragic, lonely jubilation
When the rest are too naïve to escape the lie.