I know your watching.
I hope your listening.
We adapted to the world we entered. The world was broken and dying.
To be wise is to accept that you are not.
I am lost behind the walls.
The walls that confuse my mind and body.
The walls that should be trees.
The trees that should be home.
Truth is not a fact it is a belief.
Its is a life commitment.
A way to live.
To invite truth into your life is to become it.
Become your true self and other peoples truth will surround you and be true to you.
The ground I walk is dieing.
The air is poisoned and burns.
The sky shames us.
As we dig our own graves.
Before we lay down and drown within them.
This life we live over here is a dance, a dance no one remembers starting.
The record is scratched and skips but the people keep dancing and pretend they don’t notice.
They’ve been pretending for so long they have forgotten how the music used to sound.
The braking record keeps playing and no one can change it,
Becuse its easer to keep dancing.
They have faith that the DJ is still in control,
He is nowhere to be seen.
Soon the music will stop, the record will break,
The floor will splinter and shatter.
The walls with crack and crumble,
The roof will founder and fall.
The dance hall will become a tomb.
I just want to do fun things with cool people.
My days belong to The Man.
The nights are mine.
Moerning the past misktakes of re_Generations.
Nations and overcomplifications.
Simplifications and justifications.
Sensations and discontinuations.
Redistributions and pollutions.
Acquisitions and excuisions.
Presumptions and predispositions.
Demonstrations and miscommunications.
Overpopulations and mass-extinctions.
Pursuing the paycheck just to pay for permanence.
We are fools playing gods.
The gods watch from their ships in the sky.
In the pursuit of scientific enhancements to the current human condition,
We are sacrificing all our natural powers and humanity.
We are literally loosing our minds.
Every advancement I see sends us deeper into dystopia.
Handed a broken world and told to fix it by doing as we’re told by those who have done nothing but break it further.
Ai is manipulating online behaviour to increase the divide between groups of individuals in order to fuel the ongoing culture and gender war.
We are allowing big companies to do whatever they want.
They force us to watch adverts half way through The Matrix to remind us that we lost the war for freedom a long time ago.
Money is power.
If power is not used for good,
It must be opposed.
When individuals rise to power,
Tyranny becomes a much easer target.
Give me a cause,
A reason to dream
Something that might bring meaning to me.
Ancient legends and myths send us warning signs and predictions of the present.
You get annoyed when the rich don’t pay taxes, so why shouldn’t you?
Because the rich don’t pay taxes.
My world is dedicated to digital existence.
But I am made for a physical existence.
Where is my reason to live that should be right in front of me?
Instead all that is in front of me is a screen.
The conflict of the voice that tells me the bigger picture is not as important as the little picture,
And the voice that tells me the opposite is true,
And the voice that tells me they are one and the same.
You cannot have equality within capitalism,
For capitalism is inherently unequal in how it operates.
It thrives on inequality whilst it disguises itself in the false image of equality.
Capitalism oppresses everyone,
but some are more oppressed than others.
The idea that its upto the younger generations to fix the world,
Is like handing us the keys to the house after you have set it on fire on your way out.
2020 – 2026
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