by Lyricly Stout

Created on: February 04, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

PANORAMIC

People have a tendancy to look with their eyes closed and suppose they are seeing a true being yet only perceive the machine that serves as the vehicle of the soul blindly mistaking the physical shell as the whole inturn confusing the goal with golden calfs travelling lost paths wielding staffs woven with weak intent bent on ignoring the call that we all here from birth each one of us has specific purpose here on earth but self worth is rarely recognized disguized by our material plane and train of thought caught victim of so called circumstance another song and dance we're far too advanced for concepts outdated created with the truth imbedded in our collective concsiousness fated to be related in proof once we conquer this hypothysis before we reach conclusion losing face is easier than losing eternity the flames of this hell are burning me life is learning not found on your pentium premium for the new millineum is helium because you're gonna have to walk lighter than air in a place where fair is nothing more than a fable and cable is watching you watching channel two watching channel three better watch the enemy rising in your horizon sizing ropes for your throat contructed of cars cash coats and many other distractions that hold us to a fraction of full vision but it's still our decision invision a world free of negative energy and one day we will be....

Possibility is a call to action not reaction if we want the satisfaction of inner peace before deceased we must cease and desist all resistance of a positive exsistance present tense with no hesitance where's the relevance in a life that's relative we are under control being told how to live and given the fact that we've all been decieved we must first believe and percieve 360 degrees to achieve our maximum ability but maintain humility those foes who oppose the humble will crumble in a mumble of easily forgetable rhetoric shit's gettin thick and soon it'll hit the fan man i'll be damned if I'm damned where I stand steadfast in the forcast of bad weather and sweltering heat there is no retreat will you continue playing the non-factor remaining an actor in a role of insignificance masking your fear with indifference prolonging the process of deliverance deleriously drifting through life half aware of the gifts that we bare the soul that we share breathing thin air on thin ice over deep waters lamb at the slaughter fresh meat for barter boosters and beauracrats it's true the truth hurts and these are the facts most of us have forgotten ourselves in the act and now we've been caught redhanded with no choice but to choose your inner self demands it......Panoramic

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