Losing my time

I am losing my time

I am losing my mind

I am losing to this weekly grind

Another day another dollar

Another day choked by this collar

Another day death steps closer

Day by day I waste away inside a concrete prison for the monetary compensation needed to provide a modest living

Day by day I waste away listening to the people around me bitching about the life they were given

Day by day I waste away in the dreams of a paradise full of promise and light

Dismayed, Disconcerted, and disillusioned

I wander aimlessly in the misery of this purgatory

Trained from an early age to be another statistic on the page I find myself furious with how I have been played

Obedience is the key to perpetuating this debauchery of our humanity which has systematically suppressed the individual desires to pursue the fulfillment of our potential

Yet, here I wait for a miracle to set me free

Yet, here I wait for the day I can be me

Yet, here I wait wallowing in self pity

What is the fucking point!?

Why do I keep returning to that joint?!

How can I overcome!?

The era where “knowledge is power” is over, if it ever was. People now have an unquenchable thirst for the almighty dollar.

What is making me fucking sigh?!

Why do I continue to try!?

How come most days I wish to die?!

                The answer is simple: life is not fair. A majority of our human family-most of our people-are viewed as a disposable resource used for labor and entertainment by the select few lucky enough to be born on the throne. This is why I walk around with a growing heaviness in my heart. We all belong to the same species, we all live on the same planet, we all belong to the same universe; however, we cannot care for one another as we care for ourselves. The technology we have enables us to do so. The knowledge we possess informs us that we should. Experiences we have shared showed us what can happen when we do. Tonight I sit silently-in a melancholic state- at the thought of what a tragedy the human story has become. Wrought with so many transgressions against our own brothers and sisters, I am ashamed to call the history of our people my own. We are better, we can do better. I am optimistic for the future, but this will only get you so far. Action is completely necessary in order to change the perceptions of the people in power. One person cannot make a difference; only the collective voice can be heard. May our hearts and minds be filled with compassion for one another….

S.L.C.

S.L.C

Welcome one and all to SLC Utah

A small lake city full of pretty people, and a bunch of sheeple praising their imaginary lord and savior while sitting under the steeple

A beautiful place filled with natural wonders and all four seasons

Contradicted by an oppressive state organized for religious reasons

The futile attempt at suppressing the individualistic expression by this homogenous regime is actually causing an expedient evolution in the people who it has harmed with its transgressions

We the free people of Small Lake City raise a clenched fist in the face of your zealous tyranny

We the free people of Salt Lake City wave our self-awareness proudly in the face of your zealous tyranny

We the free people of Small Lake City raise a clenched fist in the face of your zealous tyranny

Seeds with the potential to bring a future of love and peace have been planted in the soil you have so carefully tended

Thoughts and ideas once hidden in the abyss of our subconscious darkness are being spoken, pondered on, and logically analyzed by those of us whom you have despised

Fear has left our hearts

Truth has enlightened our minds

Leaving ignorance has given us bliss

Welcome to a revolution of learning and expression without violence

Welcome to a revolution of unadulterated exploration and science

Welcome to a revolution raising the awareness of our collective consciousness

We the free people of Small Lake City raise a clenched fist in the face of your zealous tyranny

We the free people of Salt Lake City wave our self-awareness proudly in the face of your zealous tyranny

We the free people of Small Lake City raise a clenched fist in the face of your zealous tyranny

Love and peace everyone

Oh how the world keeps on turning

Genetically modified organisms detrimental to the natural development of a healthy person are advertised to be a fundamental of our daily nutritional needs by self-proclaimed institutions of academic wisdom. Government organizations which have lost sight of the principle of service to their fellow people-while in pursuit of economic superiority-gather resources for the enslavement of a majority of the population in order to provide a superior existence for a very finite-shrinking- demographic. Although this can act as a catalyst to stimulate an exponential increase in the speed of evolution within a species, the consequences resulting from this model of human organization are evident in the greenhouse gases, melting ice caps, changing temperatures, extinct and dying species, illness causing organisms that are rapidly evolving to survive the synthesized pharmaceuticals, and the increase in catastrophic weather patterns found throughout the world. Our manipulations of the chemical, biological, and physical properties of this fragile, yet complex ecosystem we call Earth has left a very significant impact on the environment of this planet.

Our unique intelligence, coupled with the precise location in our solar system that created our existence, (a significantly minute statistical probability), allows us to perceive and understand the mathematics and science of reality, of our existence, to such an exact degree that we have the ability to engineer our own fate. Manipulating, interfering with, the natural processes of this world will result in consequences both positive and negative depending on the formula of our equation; products determined by our reagents. Ideas without substance have taken hold of our collective consciousness for too long. The power and influence of money has overridden the factual data science has presented in favor for technological advancements which will enable our cohabitation with the natural world instead of the current state of discord. Religion teaches ignorance is bliss when it is actually the condemnation of your mind and body: the soul. The time has arrived to take responsibility for the inequity of our past; for our failure. Four horsemen ride on the horizon, waiting for us to choose inaction so they may fly down to collect the damned. What shall we choose?

Oh how the world keeps on turning

Oh how the world keeps on burning

Oh how the world keeps on turning

Oh how the world keeps on burning

Black gold spilling over the ground

Blood spilling over white gloves

The blind folded maiden of justice standing on the gallows with a noose around her neck

Townspeople in the square fearfully watch in an unusual anxious excitement as the hangman approaches

Oh how the world keeps on turning

Oh how the world keeps on burning

Oh how the world keeps on turning

Oh how the world keeps on burning

Magicians and Orators performing their cheap tricks distract the masses from the lethal mix

Preachers of protection undermining the ability of every person to be free

Shepherds leading their flock of sheep to be slaughtered by the wolf mother

Scientists experimenting on the rats in their lab

Oh how the world keeps on turning

Oh how the world keeps on burning

Oh how the world keeps on turning

Oh how the world keeps on burning

Earth becomes ash

Water turns into poison

Air becomes toxic
Fire turns into a weapon of destruction
Oh how the world keeps on turning

Oh how the world keeps on burning

Oh how the world keeps on turning

Oh how the world keeps on burning

Masquerade

A flawed character corrupted by an egocentric, self-indulgent seed which was planted during the developmental stages of her youth was cultivated by the environmental influences of a consumer based philosophy engrained into the society her money driven parents chose to accept. Consequently, no matter how motivated she was to overcome this debilitating quality of her personality, no matter how profound her attachment to him may have ever become, the result of the indoctrination of her youth will always leave an imprint on her soul so deep that the divide between a man of discipline and pure philosophy with a woman so superficial and narcissistic would be at such an insurmountable distance that the knowledge of one another’s true self would always be incomprehensible.  Fear of the unknown would stimulate an aggravation that would undermine any possibility for the two to dance in the ballroom together as one.  The music has stopped, the affluent suitors have taken their place beside her, and he has left her to the tainted devices of the wealthy.  Pain is redemption.  Sorrow is the only savior. The cold touch of solitude that burns also purifies. Significance and meaning can only be found through purpose of self and the expression of the ego; in other words, devotion of your will to others. May misery find her, and break her soul so that she may experience joy in this life.

Hindsight reveals what she was trying to hide

The incredible emptiness inside

An elegantly crafted porcelain face

Concealing the truly grotesque form that causes her so much disgrace

Pretending to be an angel in purgatory

To hide the truth that she is a succubus living in debauchery

Webs of lies she has made spin around her head

Until she is so confused she walks and acts like the walking dead

Awareness

Sickness

Illusion

Indecision

An immaculately constructed charade

Two partners dancing at a masquerade

A vague disturbance in the air

Makes her intentions unclear

He waits patiently for the mask to drop
She waits nervously for the music to stop

Paranoia, Insecurity, Uncertainty, Viciousness, Maliciousness, Narcissism, and Fear

Contradict the nurturing mother; a loving, caring, playful, mindful, and kind person who drew him near

Wandering eyes

Suspicions arise

A broken heart cries

While waiting for their demise

Silence

Tension

Anxious

Apprehension

Words turned

Bridges burned

Callously insulted

Perceptions jolted

The clock strikes midnight
The music goes silent
Solace is brought into this solitude by the beat of a weary heart
Proving the ability to love, and be loved is an eternal truth waiting for us all to play our part

Affirmation of the Self

The last of the infection on my psyche is being cured; with its waning hours the anger, frustrations, and emotional instability is dissipating. Tranquility has entered the soul once again. For too long I have attempted to convince my self that I am normal-equal to everyone else around me- mediocre even, however, this self-deceit has been gnawing at my conscious state of mind.  My potential progress has been stagnated for too long. A psychological obstacle placed by my own hand to prevent the fruition of the essence of my being, and to prevent me from being able to overcome the destructive qualities of the unconscious mind we all inherently possess. I am unorthodox, intelligent, ambitious, strong-willed, creative, clever, loyal, virtuous, loving, just, and wise beyond my years because of the dedication to learning unadulterated knowledge and the eternal truths contained within. It is time to accept the fact that I am better than those around me because I choose to be; an epiphany not of condescension to those around me, but one of personal enlightenment that will only strengthen my ability to expand my horizons, and the horizons of those who are willing to take the same journey.  We have projected all that we are onto deities, ideologies, philosophy, and science: righteous and evil. It is now time that I take the responsibility for my own destiny. I am my hand of fate, and what will occur in this life of mine will consequently be based on my decisions. I am an artist, a writer, a composer, and most of all, a man who is filled with love for the world and all of her creations. Let the new epoch begin.