I dreamed a dialog between myself and a celestial being
in a park, which might be refered to as eden
and there I was told to release my preconceptions and fears of the world,
and that through my natural love and peace, I had become whole
just as long as I called him father.
he said "son, there is only you and I, and I am always with you,
and the truth you were looking for: you were born of my hands."
and I said "You're not my father."
then I said "I don't even know you"
and I said " if you want to help out, send a monthly check.
For Happiness"
he said "there is only you and I, and I am always with you"
he said "you don't have to be afraid,
because all your problems are gone"
I said "I can still be afraid you know,
what you're saying isn't true,
because no matter what you do, there is always still...
You"
And after a long battle of minds at the lords side,
he decided he didn't care.
Then we turned from each other, and went our seperate ways.
and after many many many many many years,
we forgot which one of us was ourselves,
and which one was the other.
but we kept the hatred and revulsion of each other,
fresh in our mind.
it was then we realized:
this was war.
it was war, who could kill ourselves the fastest.
you can't die in a world without friction
no, you can't, no, you can't, no, you can't.
you can't even strangle yourself,
if you can't stop breathing.
you can't die in a world without friction
no, you can't, no, you can't, no, you can't.
you can't even strangle yourself,
if you can't stop breathing.
I said "I can still be afraid you know,
what you're saying isn't true,
because no matter what you do, there is always still...
You" |
Submission Name: Our Gracious Lords Infamous
