The Great Deception
The Great Deception
We perpetuate the great deception that makes our life harder by easing it,
we make the uncomfortable comfort that squeezes us in its soft cold arms,
pleasure becomes the sweet pain that feeds us with pure poison,
our profitable is the loss that enriches us with wealthy poverty.
We do exactly the opposite by doing what we say we never do,
life becomes tasteless having that bitter taste of dead sweetness,
our existence is inflated payment swollen by the emptiness that fills it with full void,
unprofitable is the profitable waste that consumes us every single day always.
An ugly word covers everything with its hideous shining beauty,
waste is the saving that empties us by filling our empty pockets,
our thoughts are consumed creating the unwise wisdom,
our energies are lost building what is useless but always necessary.
Even our lives are used by not being used in every moment past,
we create what is unwise with our blind clairvoyant wisdom,
we build the necessary useless that fills our existence with dense heavy void,
our healthy unhealthy heals us by making us sick with each day.
We perpetuate the true deception that tells us sincere lies always,
we make life easier by making it harder with the heavy comfort of pleasure,
our waste economizes by consuming all we have and don't have,
every day in every way we lose ourselves finding ourselves in eternal loss.
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