I will now stand by the most hiGH
I will not sing of praise, my self I will raISE
No more will I marvel at his great works
No more will I prostrate before him
I will drink from the fountains of immortality forever
I have met a childless woman who decided to bathe in ash
I have met two hopeless men that have decided to find sheep for a dead shepherd
I have not followed the rain seeker
But the rain I do make, I have finally found my true self
In whose image they said?
I will now turn to the foundations of mathematics
I will seek life where death once trod
I have seen the rising sun
This poetry is wrong!
These words are full of evil, these word are damn EVIL!
Kill him! Kill HIM!
Thus they shout as the truth starts to burden their hearts
I have come to set no one free but me!
No need to call this a Secret any more, anyway who gives a damn about secrets anymore?
Mind, brothers and sisters, the MIND!
Every thought transforms into its corresponding certain reality
These aren't magnetic fields my friends!
Like Only Attracts Like!
What the mind thinks about, what it thinks about even in the small
Will be given unto it, though it be in the small
No Miracles you wide-eyed-blind sheep!
Now he's starting to sound like Nero...
I will set myself free today
I don't need your Christmas days, I don't follow moon crescents either!
I won't stop pouring over Enrico Fermi's Paradox or the Google search engine
I will go straight ahead and prove to myself that I AM what I AM
Think u are limited by the size of your head? Think again...
They will swarm the walls like ants, always holding onto the one 'truth'
If it makes me live, then it IS
And do u want the past? What about the yet to come?
Scare the mind? No, strap your self into your seats
Cruise faster than any photon Einstein ever envisioned
If It is your mind then use it
Let the body not fool you (or is it nobody?)
You are the MIND, U are all powerful
Now go get that death or life you want real fast – and don't talk to me about white robes and singing holy SHIT!
Just give me my dreams, give me my thoughts and that's it, you are my GOD!
These folks always want someone to talk about the tangibles right?
What is it u want? Enlightenment, wisdom, happiness, power, life or death?
Bimas, Mamas, Cash, Chips, Dollars , Guns or Computer Chips?
Let them lie to you ' Can't Get any of these without prostrating and filling this basket!'
Give them a blow in the neck and tell them ' Yes, I got a Mind, I got anything I want.'
Go out and get it, no don't be fooled – Got out and get it!
Writing another one of those Pentateuch scrolls?
No, just hold on, this poem is about to end, and there is no Second Coming all you expectant mothers!
