Please show me the path to peace, and highlight the path to happiness, so that I can achieve all that I need to in this lifetime. Help me find the courage and strength to understand so that I can grow and change what will not pass during my journey through this world.
Let me know when I am right so that I need no guidance from this world so touched with evil. But please show me when I am wrong as well. Mercy will make me weak and dull.
Please let me share this peace with all that are, while keeping in mind when thoughts come to criticize, I am only looking in the mirror.
I know I ask a lot of you, and you have given me plenty through my time. As I have anger, I am weak. Its release I have not found. I live as human, though no excuse. Precisely this I have come to seek. Its method I'd like to share with all that be.
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Real?
What if the world you see in front of you wasn’t real? If the reality of your life weren’t as solid as you believe, how would you cope? Would you look to another to suffer your woes on your behalf?
Do you have to justify? Do you have to tell yourself life is just that way? You perform as expected, and you’ll do all right, but your life is expected.
Ah, yes. Come in please, take a seat; take a load off. We’ll make those monsters go away! Yes we can; we’ve got just the thing required.
Peeled gently, layer by layer like an onion, yes soon you’ll be all right. Pardon me? Sorry, no I don’t quite recall, there seems to be an odd void. Emptiness.
Fed the right diet, a subconscious diet, you’ll find that it disappears remarkably quickly. You wont feel a thing. Your system needs you, and its there to help. I promise that you won’t feel anything at all. Just open that door, and you’ll be safe, we’ll watch and make sure. Pardon me? Oh that, yes I see it too. That’s just your imagination. No, it’s not real. There’s nothing there.
The moment you’re given life, and the moment you’re life is returned are yours, and the balance is ours. No, I tell you that that’s the way it’s always been. It’s a waste, I tell you. I’m sorry to hear you can’t remember. Them? They’re deficient, and they can’t hide forever. Unsafe, I tell you, you don’t want to be like them. Like I said, your system needs you, it wants to help. Your safety is its prime concern. Accidents make the system less efficient, and we cant have that. The system can never stop, unspeakable things may happen. You can’t imagine.
This moment, and all others before exist nevermore, just as the ones to come never have. All that does is an amount so infinitely close to nothing that it disappears almost before its moment of fame. Uncatchable. …Or is it? You see ‘real’ in a relative way. How does it relate to you?
Time, an infinite line, with infinite moments, does it travel with constant, infinite speed? Could your memory tell the difference? It’s all that’s available with which to judge. Infinite moments bring infinite possibilities. How many do you remember? Is the choice really yours? Did it truly happen like that? Certainty becomes just another word.
What? Is that what they told you? You just believe that because you don’t want to invest the energy to stray. Your system needs you, and it strives to impress. Those others are less than, and they cant run forever. Swallow that pill. You’ll feel the effects momentarily. Believe it when it’s convenient for you. Justify it when its not. Don’t worry about the guilt. That will soon disappear.
How much will you believe when what you believe is tested? When you are the only one who believes?
How much of your life do you think you have a right to? Are you even aware that you don’t? Millions of years go by fine, and suddenly living without it is unthinkable. Maybe the rest of the herd is right. Don’t stray too far, you’ll get lost. For your protection, we will steer you in the right direction. Again, do not worry, you wont feel a thing. I’m sure that you’ll find our stealthy methods blend right into the background. Your system needs you, and it wants you to be able to believe in it. Those others are destroying their lives, and ours too. But there’s no cause for concern. Their mistakes will be uncovered, and all will be justified.
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Do you have to justify? Do you have to tell yourself life is just that way? You perform as expected, and you’ll do all right, but your life is expected.
Ah, yes. Come in please, take a seat; take a load off. We’ll make those monsters go away! Yes we can; we’ve got just the thing required.
Peeled gently, layer by layer like an onion, yes soon you’ll be all right. Pardon me? Sorry, no I don’t quite recall, there seems to be an odd void. Emptiness.
Fed the right diet, a subconscious diet, you’ll find that it disappears remarkably quickly. You wont feel a thing. Your system needs you, and its there to help. I promise that you won’t feel anything at all. Just open that door, and you’ll be safe, we’ll watch and make sure. Pardon me? Oh that, yes I see it too. That’s just your imagination. No, it’s not real. There’s nothing there.
The moment you’re given life, and the moment you’re life is returned are yours, and the balance is ours. No, I tell you that that’s the way it’s always been. It’s a waste, I tell you. I’m sorry to hear you can’t remember. Them? They’re deficient, and they can’t hide forever. Unsafe, I tell you, you don’t want to be like them. Like I said, your system needs you, it wants to help. Your safety is its prime concern. Accidents make the system less efficient, and we cant have that. The system can never stop, unspeakable things may happen. You can’t imagine.
This moment, and all others before exist nevermore, just as the ones to come never have. All that does is an amount so infinitely close to nothing that it disappears almost before its moment of fame. Uncatchable. …Or is it? You see ‘real’ in a relative way. How does it relate to you?
Time, an infinite line, with infinite moments, does it travel with constant, infinite speed? Could your memory tell the difference? It’s all that’s available with which to judge. Infinite moments bring infinite possibilities. How many do you remember? Is the choice really yours? Did it truly happen like that? Certainty becomes just another word.
What? Is that what they told you? You just believe that because you don’t want to invest the energy to stray. Your system needs you, and it strives to impress. Those others are less than, and they cant run forever. Swallow that pill. You’ll feel the effects momentarily. Believe it when it’s convenient for you. Justify it when its not. Don’t worry about the guilt. That will soon disappear.
How much will you believe when what you believe is tested? When you are the only one who believes?
How much of your life do you think you have a right to? Are you even aware that you don’t? Millions of years go by fine, and suddenly living without it is unthinkable. Maybe the rest of the herd is right. Don’t stray too far, you’ll get lost. For your protection, we will steer you in the right direction. Again, do not worry, you wont feel a thing. I’m sure that you’ll find our stealthy methods blend right into the background. Your system needs you, and it wants you to be able to believe in it. Those others are destroying their lives, and ours too. But there’s no cause for concern. Their mistakes will be uncovered, and all will be justified.
.
Spite
You deny the best in life because your ego says no one can do better, inside knowing the lie.
You reject inspiration because it is not yours.
Looking for ways to justify your hate for yourself in others.
Telling others to feel welcome to, but inside, to only feel so, not to be so.
Putting up walls of lies you force yourself to believe to guard your insecurities.
Fear controlling, you have none.
Not trusting your self enough to trust others.
The emptiness inside forces more emptiness. …A vicious circle; no beginning and no end.
Feeling stranded in your pride.
Looking to others to blame for your own faults.
Clinging to what you believe so tightly, causing an inability to look past and for more.
Believing in fragments of truths.
I understand and forgive.
It’s who you are, and what you know.
It’s how you protect yourself from your pain, and make sense of your suffering
… A suffering only human.
I take no offence to you, but feel hurt by your ways,
Knowing all I can do is watch
It’s truly not directed at me.
My friend, I wish you nothing but the best
And truly hope that you will someday see
And let it go.
You reject inspiration because it is not yours.
Looking for ways to justify your hate for yourself in others.
Telling others to feel welcome to, but inside, to only feel so, not to be so.
Putting up walls of lies you force yourself to believe to guard your insecurities.
Fear controlling, you have none.
Not trusting your self enough to trust others.
The emptiness inside forces more emptiness. …A vicious circle; no beginning and no end.
Feeling stranded in your pride.
Looking to others to blame for your own faults.
Clinging to what you believe so tightly, causing an inability to look past and for more.
Believing in fragments of truths.
I understand and forgive.
It’s who you are, and what you know.
It’s how you protect yourself from your pain, and make sense of your suffering
… A suffering only human.
I take no offence to you, but feel hurt by your ways,
Knowing all I can do is watch
It’s truly not directed at me.
My friend, I wish you nothing but the best
And truly hope that you will someday see
And let it go.
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