Gatecrashers Of The Cosmos

I woke up

To the unrelenting programming of Planet Earth.

 

Shock.

 

Everything is inverse.

Everything.

 

Realisation that we live in a world of the unreal

Where the truth seems mad

And those who speak it condemned as all mad:

 

Black sheep

Put under scrutiny.

Witch convictions:

 

Let. Them. Burn.

 

Actually,

It’s the global rhetoric that is non-sense.

Impossible contradictions that must be complied with.

 

Motherfucker establishment

Always inventing a new drama.

They are gatecrashers at the party of the Cosmos.

 

They act without real legitimacy of power

Using networks of artifice and deception

Designed to mold thought.

 

Corrupting the memories of the collective mind.

They steal control of the world

Contingent on the insecurity and division of people.

 

The Universe doesn’t seek a keeper.

 

We don’t really need their permission to be free.

By inverting what we believe,

We can stop behaving like a cripple.

 

But seeing the Light.

Doesn’t it sometimes feel like a tragic, lonely jubilation

When the rest are too naïve to escape the lie.