Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

~ another message to earthlings ~

your isolation continues
to damage the good sense
that was bestowed upon you -

a gift from a presence
far greater than your mind
shall ever comprehend

only because your insistence
that the endless wheel of life
must never pause

in the ceaseless search for meaning
that lies but a breath from you
in the deep beyond of Truth.

you whine and moan like children
when your foolish foundation
of economic stupidity begins to crumble,

before your eyes your dreams collapse
as you wonder and question what it was
that brought this on while all along

you saw this coming as your greed
multiplied and grew more quickly
erasing the Truth of Wisdom over matter.

this poison of greed and corruption
you allowed has bitten it's fangs of evil
deep into your needy and jealous mind

delivering a message of doubt and fear
throughout your weakened bodily system
while the life of the sky, the land and sea

continue as they should without
that which you deem as necessary
to your so-called selfish well-being.

you feel as if you deserve more
than this one planet that we've
put you upon many of your years ago

to regain the wisdom that was passed
to you from your original face light years
away in the dark and dusty chambers

of your own collective memories
that you refuse to this day to seek
in favor of child-like dreams

that have become wicked nightmares
that trouble your sleep with visions
of deceit, death and destruction

which are those more recent memories
acquired once you achieved
the art of written communications

that have preserved both ideals and fears
for your own future generations
that have been conditioned into believing...

accepting as the truth these words written
by improbable hands of gods and prophets
that only the strongly imagined among you

claim to have witnessed and obeyed
under the fear and condemnations
of an eternal fire and brimstone life

awaiting you should you choose
not to follow this path of self-destruction
assuring your kind a continued imprisonment

upon this one susceptible planet
verging on the precipice of destruction
by forces which you cannot halt.

may your prayers to the deities
that your have chosen to lead you
across these rivers of doom

be lulled into a state of ignorance
so your cries and screams will not
trouble them as they silently weep

for your souls forever caught in
this web that you alone have chosen
to weave across your planet

only to catch those dreams that
keep you far removed from Truth
that was promised to make you free

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