I do not miss being asleep
embedded in my fictional life
my head severed
bought and sold
passed around
the spaceman come to life
the wizard walking in the light of day
a specter who steps out of your bibles and declares
I Am
I imploded
my memories shifted
into a mish-mash of conspiracies
who would do this to another human being
I wondered?
HOW CAN PEOPLE I ONCE RESPECTED
GO ALONG WITH MY JAILERS?
My once friends seem more sinister now
my enemies almost demonic
still I prefer to be alive and knowing
and I will not leave YOU
Any fool can think. The real trick is to unthink. TRUST NO ONE WHO HAS MORE ANSWERS THAN QUESTIONS...we are trapped in a forest of lies... and time has come to burn it down!!! Only takes one well placed torch...
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