In a furtive fashion
Nearly willful
Groveling lies and unheeded lust
Waxing and ascending to royalty,
As our nescience of innate consciences remain obsolete.
Our contrivances, still deemed "evolved"
Parturition of a dilatory, sloping extinction
Mass neglect, instigates the notion of self-infliction
As the murk of disregard and pacts are set aside
Revealed is the nature of this violation
Unveiled is genuine root and vein, spirit and wind, where flows intent.
Redeemer! - none is needed
Salvation! - lies in redeemed health!
Acquire, release, regain
For us to obtain
Balmy tears of the equatorial rain.
As their tears of green putrid, intoxicating elements flood,
hymns are cried by statues of our state indicating god-heads :
"Infra your welkin
Within auras
Root of vigor
Under your skin
Beneath tissues
Within woven expansions of your genus' volition
Curative designed undulations hold,
Remedial streams within
And released they will be, amongst oncoming faiths
Reminiscent of primordial eons
Where uniformity is lord of the universal jurisprudence"
Subordination is mind control, illusion
Illusions are subordinate to all
Reclaim your identity, your welfare
With the creation of a garden of remedies,
Harvested will be divinity.
Divinity will become reality, tangible, edible
And we shall remain unharmed by our superannuated levels of consciousness.
Fecundate our soils with kernel of remedial acts
For us and our celestial body where we lay to dream
Afterward we shall awaken to a Genesis, a circle completed
Our sort then will be salvaged beyond.
For the earth they have risen!
From the depths of our identities own resurrection,
A Murder of Crows!
They call out, their feathers of soft tender relief :
"Battle of soul and body of thought, must end!
This vexing insidious pestilence you shall rid of,
and only if - elevated is the unison of spirit and body
Equilibrium, growth within auras and essence
Elevate the gifts from our ancestors our galaxies, our universes and hereafter
Then comes curing, transformation from xenobiotic to symbiotic
Choice becomes true survival quest
Rest assured you have it in you to survive
Awaken, before you expire!"
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