There is a §trange kind of Consent When it comes to gods Because Mortals must submit But they'll never submit to frauds
Tag: gods
Kids Coping
People hear violent words & think They are meant to create the fate Where doves cry and the gods sigh From the sky - unaware are people Fight Music might make holes in a Wall, but convinces Me in anxiety To use my fists 'stead of my head https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0U0vCIfLTP5wNOtfCsLVTY?si=3gOX1quvSnyJie89tLqQVw&utm_source=copy-link
thanks, Doc
been reflecting on & rediscovering mv§♪© in Time now & a round town and with diliberaton & tribulation in Time's trial: i believe - Still greatest of lesser gods on this particular puzzle piece of God must be the Good Dr - Asclepius 'cause though i forgot everything including my true Love's name & even … Continue reading thanks, Doc
365: (1st draft) Double Edged Divinity |×°¦{°|¶°} ~ {start<new>Process}
The irony about empathyIs that it's a blessing always leaves You cursing'cause empathy is Divinity's answer for finity & ApathyFor empathy is the cure for the finality of mortality By giving man the holy tools to use to break causality The Divine's blessing to provide man a plan To build a true tower of babel … Continue reading 365: (1st draft) Double Edged Divinity |×°¦{°|¶°} ~ {start<new>Process}
218 – The Underdog Story Incarnate
Forgotten Blue Ring Eye§ asleep Inside Unaware of the Truth's Reality Outside They awake as Rainbow Babies With plenty of shit in their diapers Yet no Words in their minds, for Inside is Infinity's Potential & that's why they're incredible & why I keep Rooting for them 'cause in every Eternity, Kids are The Underdog … Continue reading 218 – The Underdog Story Incarnate
217 – Describing Humans
Describing Humans is difficult they're little blank slates Nothing is Certain in Humans they're Children of the Universe Just odd Kids who know nothing other than how to laugh & cry They're not born good at anything yet can grow great at everything Somehow capable of growing greater than even the gods who never die
131 – You Make Jesus Drink
You make Jesus drink His own blood, red wine Until he forgets his name; His ears bleed as you whine About nothing more - other Than your morbid desire To recreate the new world Into your own ugly image: An intelligent facade to Mask your ignorant face
109 – Even Gods Lie
Humans are oh so predictable Up until the moment when they Decide they'll walk opposite Of what reality claims Just to prove their selfs To whom put them on shelfs They know they're gonna die Still - so to continue, why? Just to prove even gods lie


