Coming out of the shell: shooting your soul out of your body
Of experiences that are undefinable, unfathomable, difficult, and confusing to understand
Identifying the matrix
Sounds of
Sounds agile and scenic
Sounds heightening in range
Like an eternal voice of proposition and conjunction
Displaying the wrath and misery of the body
Of loud noises, crusading amplifying traumatic voices
Of soles and heating boils imprinting fastly as your skin choice
Cruising to devolve into the mirage that we choose
Of hunger and lust for booze to assuage lusting needs uproot
The petitioner petitions to look at your body as a canvas of stories
A body bleeding with thousand cuts, as you shout and scream
Like a never-ending harrowing dream
Of times that you were broken, egregiously taken
Far away from the abode of yourself as you cry and cry
With heart wells dry
Of uneven composition and brazen prostitution
A reckless misery of an enigmatic view
How do we live as sheep?
Like herds in a mindless heap.
Breaking away from the Matrix (Let the body lie in prostration)
Realize
Realize the treacherous plan
Realize the ordeals of humanity
Reeling under the pressures of anonymity
Of trying and testing methods of perpetuity
Of organs fed with flesh of cold beings
Cold is what we presume, assume and resume to define and deduct
Contexts mean autocracy and autocracy means authority
To kill and maim, silence poor souls
Or beasts of burden
Like the dry knuckles fetched in a dysmorphic dry body
Lacking the strength to coalesce into strange dragon scales
Cracks appear and humans rear
Ideas and facets of cravings of varying propensities
With every passion, lust, and strange greed prospers
Like a demon defying the being and strangely, timely delivers
Fly, Fly let the aspirant tour the mobile world
Deeply intuitive understanding of the need to mine gold
Of countless brethren dies in lying shallow and bold
You stare
You sink
You see
Breaking away from the Matrix (The last nail in the coffin)
My body starts disintegrating
Devoid of bloody-marred conditioning
Bones starting to split and muscles opening wide open
Bone marrow being sucked out by the dry and dense wind
To capture and capitalize on the destruction done
For I am not the only one, but a unit in timeless eon
On the obverse I had my body shaken
Felt a jittery push outside of the force awaken
Slowly I relapsed into reality
Surmounting my courage to be ideal for receptivity
Letting loose of personas created
On mind, body, and kinship succeeded
As my legs shake and my nerves stretch
A befallen beacon and a dazzling Dino carve out and fetch
Of all miseries and sorrows of destruction he takes
And slowly, finitely, and utterly moves in spheres
To endless light years ahead
To process killing, maiming, destroying, devolution, cataclysmic rupture of ideas, societies, beings, and identity graded.
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