Overdressed for odd restitutions,
underhanded, devolving, meta-cruxes,
with a stretched perception, the world is seen small,
micro chips, volcanic islands, and large crowded shows,
overscaled hypnosis transmits through staticky radios,
follow the smoke towards the forest, controlled weather, coded skulls and bones,
transcending, transhumanism, unfolding tenfold,
eratic, schizophrenic thoughts controlled through a classified source,
the gates are over-flooded, coming to a town near yours.
incorporated corporations put a money stamp on your corpse$$$
forbidden knowledge is kept locked away,
to keep your mind in dead clutch,
illusion is amongst us to keep one comforted in death's warmth.
society is brainwashed,
our souls are being cooked.
- Author: Zapatron (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 13th, 2020 20:40
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 29
Comments1
You hear that noise? It's me getting dictionary out of the cupboard! lol.
Or me plugging in the laptop to find and online dictionary.
Lol even i gotta pull out the dictionary
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