Material Thoughts
Our thoughts are physical absolute,
get in touch with the truth and resolve that
many minds unrealized still reach the world around
faster than the speed of sound.
Instantaneously connected to a much
greater landscape past the first found
walking along the shallow waters
from shores of our consciousness.
Walk with me,
feel the waves of the physicality and
become intertwined within your deep destiny.
Listen to my words; leave the rest to me.
Follow the sweet sirens song
of your mind drifting on beyond,
thinking without acting can affect the world resound.
raise up efforts above resistance
maintain goals with the greatest persistence
minds will realize
shape the clays of the soft earth
form this flexible reality
raise up the efforts above the resistance
shift isolated destinies to the left
increase the energy beyond the upper cleft
activate the downfall, positive reaction
pass the energy to the greatest persistence
shift it to the right .
set back the record giving power to the faction
examining the bill in the light
A thought cannot be unmade,
consider the result of the eggs you laid.
Systematically touching upon subtle interactions
between closed cells and those lying far beyond
almost beyond the reach of sound.
Uncovering discoveries once hidden but soon to be found.
Withhold from those who prey and pick at the bones of the dead that lay
on the holy and sacred clay
of a country we intake and display
our love for our nationality, existence and pray.
For our enemies will dissolve within us,
become peaceful, melt into our ideology,
synchronize themselves with our deep desires
for utopian society and equilibrium.
The reaction accumulated to a piled perfection
of poetry and art separated from the deception,
reality raised to the higher perceptions.
Let our souls be free and realize our dream conceptions.
Observe the truth behind secret elections
slipping quietly beneath mass detection
in white rooms lacking illumination
vibrating harmonies of lost imagination,
and our souls break from engineered society.
Revel in control of genetic profanity,
life trapped in codes of letters numbering our days.
Cycle through the life curved by bills we think we pay.

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