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Octopian grand illusion

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Eternal canoe
Made of lifeforce
On stream of momentous existence
Momentary illusion

Time is not like that
Not a linear line
But a singularity that is now
Existence as eternal as change

Through mandatory change
All energy floats
In a river of countless hopes and dreams
How shallow it runs for humans

A tragic bottom
Twigs full of thorns
Blind does not see
Triumph that lies in downfall

A sunny sky
Sweet gentle breeze
Fool does not comprehend
Perdition within victory

So much hustle
When everyone have eternity of time
So much greed
When everyone already have it all

Earthly mammon is a burden
A vice, a distraction
Momentous pacifier for lost souls
Anchor that drowns the spirit

This mammon is heaved upon you
From all sides, in all shapes and sizes
So you could be kept distracted
Like a child mesmerized by array of toys

And so you play
With technology that promises to connect and serve
Instead it disconnects and enslaves
Isolates and leaves you with the bill

Not only you pay for your own slavery
You demand it
Loudly you proclaim your need for it
Need for a more security at the price of more liberty

As it is dealt with little children
You are told to behave and obey
Or else Santa will not come
And you will get no toys

If you dare to question
Santa will turn into Satan
And a big package of fear
Will be sent to your way

Naturally Santa and Satan are the same
Same entity with countless masks
It wants to control you
And entire chain of your descendats

First he tries to bribe you
Then he will terrorize you
If you still dare to question and resist
He will murder you and label you as a terrorist

On and on it goes
Wars rage
Nations fall
Brothers kill brothers

He will arm both sides
And incite them to each others throats
Divide & conquer
Oldest trick in the book

Turning man against his brother
Until man is no more
Planetscale genocide
Final solution

Or just a way to suppress human population ?
Are there really too much ?
How could man do better
If he is deprived of truth ?

Naturally truth is kept from the ears of cattle
It does not help the farmer
Sheeple are kept in the dark
When they are taken to slaughter

But the truth will always set you free
Even if you stand before a firing squad
No fire can burn it
No tyrant can make it go away

They will always try though
To massacre, deform and rape it
Try to the bitter end
Turn truth into their lie

One that knows the truth
Cannot be terrorized into submission
He can only win freedom
Through victory or death

Victory and death
Both momentary illusions
Liars may seem to win at first
Another momentary illusion

Truth is looking for you
It wants to find you
And it will
If only you want it to

Eppur si muove
Truth shines above all forever
Like a lone beacon of hope
In the night

For righteous to follow

For honest to honor

For free souls to praise


There is no higher god than truth.
Truth is painfully rare in this circus world. Millions upon millions throw away the most important thing they could ever have.

I can't identify among this sad and troubled blind slaverace in it's present state. From now on i'm just watching a freak show, a circus act. I hope it will still be a long show because the biggest laughs and star performances are yet to come but brightly written on a wall.

Faustian tragedy unfolding, Shakespearian drama manifesting.
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