Ramble...

Notoriously wretched visions tinted with sparkled motion
Penetrating the gasoline soaked asphalt of ambient delirium
Condescending the McAddict nation of soldiers
Blacked out cinemas of hopeless abandon suffocating on popcorn
Dragging cats through eternal fields of corrosive nature
A society built on bullshit that you need wings to stay above
Cutting down rapturous visions of denial guilt and suffering
Cutting through death and dishonor
I feel the envy of our bloody past, but fuck it all
With all the drawl and death of the envisioned followers of the assimilated masses of fucking hell
Belief in the all in one being of the fucking glory of death
Why not feel the wrath of the angel of death in the home of Aramaic
Into the house of Jude where Hitler stomped upon the remains of Attila and felt his way
Wanted Alexander’s empire
Followed the path of Caesar but killed himself
Instead of his cronies
But why did he make this decision for himself
I can’t even cope with this natural society because it’s not natural
It is scripted by the power elite, and the public buys it
Television, newspapers, magazines, movies
They own it all
Five people and they control you
But you think it’s diverse
You think it’s real
But it’s preprogrammed brainwashing bullshit
You’re all fucking robots, wake up!
Remember the Indians
The tribes
The real
Shamans
Enlightenment
Buddha
Meditation
Transcendence
Ephemeral being of self
Tripping on mushrooms in the desert for forty days and forty nights
Climbing the hills of Oaxaca while breathing in the divine sage of life
Entering altered states of mind
Drinking ancient hallucinogenic broths of the ancient healer
Regressing into a Neanderthal
Is it possible?
Do we really possess cumulative knowledge from a billion years ago?
Do we reincarnate; it is real
Really water bathtubs
Sense deprivation chamber of holy visions in Boston and NYC;
This thought; all this shit; I can’t believe it
It’s fucking amazing
Why can’t we be atheists?
I’m agnostic; that’s where it’s at
Organized religion is bullshit
No Jesus
No Mohammed
No Moses
It’s what we call stories
Translated one thousand times convoluted stories