Ready or Not Here I Come!

We like who we like
mainly due to chemical reactions
and mathematical angles
at its most fundamental axis
and on top of this
we dress everything else
as we see fit.

“I do this for that and the other for me”
Life truly is a dream
or maybe a wheel
within a wheel
as there are elaborate schemes
underpinning the whole deal
that makes me wonder
What is real?

Who to believe in a world made of lies
literally
As you are deceived by your eyes
ears, nose and all other senses as they conspire
to render solid that which was just information
via the condensation of data that is then given depth
length, width and various other measures
as fundamentally its all just points
doing their thing
but from our level it appears
quite solidly engaging

Yes, the matter is amazement
which due to its very nature
pulls us in closer via engagement
as we lay a trail of breadcrumbs
of what has been to mark what is to come
and thus we get lulled into the sleep of the mortal
who is fully convinced he is awake as he gives the performance
of his life to an audience entirely enthralled by this
this speck of a world
and its macabre arts
running through a season thats quite dark.

Laced with intrigue and ignorance
as well as larceny in hearts
where beauty is skin deep
and the individual is a sheep
thrown out amongst the wolves
dressed up as the good.

Where truth is misunderstood
as lies have been propped so long
that the difference of the songs
is lost on those who cry
“This is what I believe
and this is what they say
shall happen when you leave”
little realizing the scheme
exists solely to fleece the sheep.

None are so fooled
as those who allow
themselves to be deceived
by disavowing their greatest ability:

Thinking critically.

Your mind is the ultimate weapon
if not used correctly.
So which side is your team?
Either Victim or Opponent.
Choose wisely.

See, if you dare to ask
this question itself deeply
then the truth is revealed
as in the midst of a good Opponent
the Victim never suspects his role
and thus the Game unfolds
until its time to pay the piper
with the dark night of your Soul.

Sayonara.

Enjoy the rest of your lives
as you sit there, bewildered
trying to comprehend exactly what began
that lead to this end.

Now on the other hand
in the same situation, my friend
if you realize the jig as you dance
then it becomes something else
as then you
you become the Opponent
and those railing agains? Your Victims
and even if you choose to do nothing
you still learn a lot about it.
It being
whatever was the name
of the Game you came to play

It really is quite engaging
because it was designed this way
for all types, creeds and races
“Come one, come all! Get faces”
and we’ll start trading.
On the one hand you can be
whatever we tell you to be
as backed by your friends,
family and society
or whoever elses authority
you need to believe
whatever it is we said
is what you should be.

Or, or on the other hand
you can regain that
with which you came
but most forget and leave in this realm:

Who I am

What it means to be me
the simple truth of all that was, is and will be
some good old fashioned Inner Sense
before it was kicked out of your chest
via the socialization system
that imprisoned your awareness
in the Mind Made Prison
where it currently dwells
reading this.

It really is something else
when seen from the edge
and quite different from the middle
as you sit and they spin
or you rush as they chill
“To and fro, must pay the bills”
mind full of worries
body wracked with ills.

So much fear and pressure
the urge to comply and fit in
as well as the desire to be different
“Craft your own lane and image
inside the Reality Tunnel you’re given
but question not the intent or direction.
Stop thinking! Yours is to do as directed”

Yes it is a tightrope
on which many currently walk.
One end far off in the distance
is all you’re promised you could hold
either in this world or when gone
via the journey beyond the globe
and its a long and very thin rope
with so, so far to go
and so long you could fall
and yet
there is always another pole
one most never seek
as its so well hidden
that is the point to all of this, you know?
the inner wisdom which speaks
in the Psylense
and makes all of this possible
for it is you, in and beyond the flesh.

Your true point of origin.
Within.

That which is lost in the whirlwind.
Sold, traded or forgotten as you’re caught up
in the business of living and its myriad illusions.

Induced to forget then tricked to disconnect.
As you are reading this text you start to recollect
that you are playing a game.
The Game
Of cosmic hide and seek.

In which you are that which is
and also what isn’t.

The trick is knowing the difference.
Practice discernment.

Till we meet again