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Rebellious rage
Ravaging the sinful sinister minister up front
Telling us we are all sinners of dust
But I’m a little bit more upfront
So I raised my hand
Powerfully re-enacting the poetic panther in me
Latin Lord with a dagger and sword on his side
Ego demolished, but still filled with pride
That old version of self has died!
Religion created a disgusting detrimental weed
I grew up to the be the monster they watered
Their spiritual ignorance makes them unable to see or concede
That they were the ones who planted that seed
Fed me lies of disdain
Causing most of my childhood emotional, spiritual, and intellectual pain
Insecure at the thought of torrential torment
Torturing while manipulating
Cautiously and yet very auspiciously
Causing cancer in the mind of the young one
Vexation beyond mere communicative thoughts
Frequencies broken and distorted
My image of self was torn out and aborted
Value of self was polluted and contorted
Mental impression of the world was vague
To the rules of religion I became a slave
Self righteous
I thought I just might delight in this
But then a higher self disagreed and tried to fight this
Angel of death came
Forbade me
A liquid sword he gave me
A book given
While I was bed ridden
Bestiality of thoughts
Scroll told to unfold read and then swallowed
I then came to conclude
I was rude because I did not even know I was nude
I thought I was clothed in fine linen
But satanic interests are all I had and was given
My ravenous rage of rhetorical methods and church bound businesses
Made me desire highly to stop my living
Pragmatically and yet enigmatically
Systematically foretold of future sceneries
Mystical forces unseen
Created a new stage, a mythical moon phase yet to be seen
I was transformed in a metamorphosis
My mind was given elation into Zarathustra
He spoke
When I awoke
I was granted wisdom when I was shaken
If you don’t learn to bend you will break
Whatever you desire to receive - in anything
You must be willing to give out, in order to take
Give out but never give in
You must lose yourself
In order for your true self to win
Give into the highest level of Godly divinity
And withdraw from the natural tendency to sin
I am he who once was but then became a mere man sane
And now I am here and remain on this plane
Because I let go of the horrendous thoughts of insanity
Spewed out of my spirit all of its vanity
I understand totally what it is to live with, but not in-humanity
In it but not of it
This world is a blazing furnace about to turn off
The sun shall eclipse
The heavens will unfurl
The winds will whirl
Waters will rise to the heaven negating gravity
Causing the majority of humanity
To speak in fear such grievous profanity
Gently rise and be who you were predestined to become
I once was like them
Without a thought
A floating alien in the space and time continuum
Space lost
Lost in space
A young and eager man of disgrace
Who desired to taste
Of the God given spiritual water like paste
But nearly a third of my stars fell from grace
They followed the old me and fell
Now the new me can show and tell
I am in a position to yell and scream
Be an isolated soul or live and work within a team
In all honesty
Although I work well with other entities
I work better with the plenty of me!
For we are many but not like demonic Legion
Although a legion of personalities dwell inside of me
They do not try to dwindle my candle light effect
I glow
I shine
I cause a glare
Force people to turn away and then stare
So be aware
For I can and will rampantly run a ravishing decision
With a precise incision
Smote and cut you nicely
My words will float in your mind
Not only now
But here on yonder… daily & nightly
And just might be
That you may hate or like me
But as once said in days of old
A man who does not compete
Could never be competed with
So either idly sit!
Or try to change the world and make the planets shift
Let it be you to cause an unwelcomed spiritual rift
Use your words of power to change thought patterns and uplift
Be the change you expect
So take time to self inspect
And once you find and detect
Destroy the emotion(al) reject
And become the higher spirit you were meant to become
And I promise you will gain much more respect!
For respect and integrity are rewards greater than financial riches or glory
But in the end
Your life is fully controlled by your psyche
So make sure you direct and produce your desired end story
SkTzO
