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33rd Birthday Part 2

33rd BIRTHDAY Back to back taking from a formula, But can be stormier within the storm, Uninformed ignorantly believing lies is the norm, These words are here to inform, me and you, open your third eye, Subconscious schema stimuli, on high within all the divisions, Seeing what you envision, decisions before committing to a decision, Risen above the system, not within! It’s not where I been, But physically seen what I seen, been in my dreams but I bear witness, Spiritually learned necessities, learnt by being an enlightened fiend, This is me as it seems, I’m out of that smoke screen coming with Truth, Truth of the truth, no one’s near truth, no such thing as a conceptual truth, Just ruthless beliefs beneath where this word rhyming priest, Is seated and can’t be defeated, I’m spirit and scientific, you need to leave it rest! Brings richness in a lyrical feast, least you turn away today, Swayed by your stormy day, mind on automatic, an unconscious play, Remember outweighed thoughts creating distortion is the world’s way, So on this day, May I may I, try to explain these words before I die, I fly with spirits of ancient pasts, past down knowledge as I ride, The tide with Neo and his quick flow blowing up the matrix, Sick mode bestowing semantics on ya fixes and needs fixing, Neocortex raking the tricks from the flicks and inflicting, A complex net, the internet has detected, Injecting infecting projections of disconnection, Dimmed down, no longer wearing your crown, So profound, mistrust underpins the system we have crowned, But I’ve found, located and activated the pineal gland, So stop and understand, if ya can, don’t stand down, With a frown ignorance remains astounding, Spiritually drowned, never found you have been uncrowned!!!! Quincy Mac date written: 12.12.2015

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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