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Its time to do what's written
Explain,  I can't until you let go of all you know
To understand what truths we are missing
Or that have been hidden

I will use my self as target
Cause its not in everyone
To comprehend what life really is
Want their illusions to last
And their sheltered seeds
To know aristocracy is vast
And naturally be thankful you
Were born into a family name.

Using me just went out the window
"Is everybody in" the parable now begins
Just let me reiterate one thing
This is not prewritten are premeditated
Comes as I flow in know order its a border
Of all spirits journeys I just speak what I hear
As all thoughts ideas and fears from bankers to 
horticulture engineer
and use metaphor to gently spread what's shown
To me at the speed of energy
life is about the moments you didn't notice
Cause your loyal to a few instead of all

This may be another start of a recently lost
365 pages of parabolic explanation
But this time the mind I lost is back in parts
Its a dang shame I spent my life running from
My destination.

I always knew were I was headed
But I love unconditionally
And did not upset a global rhythm
So spent my years destroyiing myself

So I will start on this suicide mission
Of speaking things that reason can see
but ironically are mind is to caught up
In lies we would despice given silence, thought,
And time. Granted I'm adhd ocd and have
a hyperactive brain it never stops I don't sleep
I go into energy efficient sleep mode
Screen iis off but the light still blinking
Wifi and Bluetooth are examples of the
Sync option that we all have and I always known
That has been proven but dismissed
Cause to refill u must have empty cup
And no one wants to give up what they got
And even those who don't have it good
wont see truth because between
Faith, luck, and advertising they may
Get a chance to were thousand dollar slacks
And treat those below like they have no reason
To think they deserve the blessing they
Accidently came across. In the stroke of a check
their roots,  ideas, and ethics lost or bought
Traded to the man made faceless seemingly the
most beautiful thing to give all a fair shot at being
Elite when before we bought in we were equal men.
The rabbit hole goes deep and who better
To hear words and not speak pridefully
One thing above all and its a hitter
Before you understand creation
You first must understand man is nothing
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