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What's true these days? This world we live in has so much lies we can't even 
tell the truth anymore. Real eyes, realise, real lies. If only people could see with 
the eyes they were born with. Did you know that you don't listen with your 
ears? Your ears are simply the reciever of the sound waves I'm creating and it 
changes them into impulses which sends them to the brain. So you listen with 
your brain. Strange hey. Your brain is the second most powerful thing you 
have inside you.

Look around you. You see people that are different to who you are. Different 
morals, different tastes, different styles. Acknowledge it because once you try 
see the goodness in them that's when you've dropped the ball. Never trust a 
soul. Don't trust me. Don't trust the person next to you. The devil was once 
an angel. I'm not saying lose hope just be careful. You can't mend a broken 
glass because before it was broken it was pure and clean. It had the ability to 
hold a certain capacity and now that its broken not only has it lost the ability to 
hold something, its capable of cutting you. Bring you down to size. Stab you 
with hatred, cut open your gullibility and kill your ego. 

Kill the ego that is not visible to the human eye. Cause eyes can only see 
what's in front not inside. Two-faced people that look like they have love and 
sympathy. Sympathetically loving you for actually believing them. 
Sympathetically loving you. They don't love you, they feel sorry because you 
don't know what you're about to feel. You are not seeing with your Naked Eye.

Distorted vision. 2 becomes 5 and 5 is soon 10 and before you know it you 
don't know who you are. So drunk you don't know who you are. Getting 
blackouts, trying to take the black lungs out but you can't... Take something 
that wasn't given to you. People say nothing is impossible yet when they try so 
hard to do the possible it becomes impossible. Naked Eye. Who do you see? A 
poet reciting a poem with a message or a poet asking for permission to enter 
your brain and help you see things from another view? You decide.

2014/07/29
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