Absent Minded

We are all victoms of a war of the worlds

shhhh
he doesn't know
I haven't woken him up
but i'll open your eyes
youre from another world and thats why you dream
youre from another heaven or place
and this place is a fate
for the arch angels and evil gods
who will one day
not be able to escape the population of the victoms
they have claimed

for now we play stupid
swaying from psychic to buddha to jesus looking for clues
 the reality of who I am
 looking like an oppressed citicen
having him fooled that this is the real world
so this is his blessing
that he hates an evil god
and for the time being we are on their side
but it's their fault for turning this world into what it is....
but we died by their hands of poetic justice and witchery and sick disaster
the reason we dream of zombies and werewolves and have nightmares


play along
victoms of a war of the worlds
like innocent satanists
teaching angels how to be angels
 to get our revenge upon god's enemies
who wanted to destroy perfect worlds

we came here
into this world
knowinbg we were victoms of a war of the worlds
gabrielle  and fate
had tricks up his sleeve
the arch angels and the evil gods of war cannot escape the population of their victoms
we are all war veterans
we are all puzzle pieces
clues and hints


i have yet to wake him up to the ultimatum of cave into the nightmare or the dream


my world
i sacrificed for this object i craved
for a god i owe big
i am friends with
it's like he throws his nemesis and tragedies into this world
after they are tricked
and their victoms get the last laugh

centuries of tortured souls placed among arch angels of sick justice who cannot escape who needs to make his amends
a fate for evil gods who think they are in control
the population are actually giving a second chance before we have them run in eternal circles so we can follow jesus
leave this matrix behind
and live in our world of peace and heavens of life being fair
where the war of the worlds is over


soo many of gods enemies among us
tricking soo many
but we die to be reborn
we leave them running in circles in a matrix
leave and come back to either humble or get revenge
when our nightmares of what they did to us is unbearable we return

the omen is
we can be claimed to this matrix and they know that
so far they have been winning with two edged sword bibles
two edged sword one sided arguments
beauty poisoned and paranoia
but we are about to turn the tables
play the arch angels and evil gods like a game of russian roullette we are not included in
and then return to the real earth with jesus to play paintball
after we heal our emotional scars
create real angels
and forgive god for whatever we have chosen to forget


i refuse to give every secret
the all star cast of this planet
disguised as the real world
 a matrix for a prison for enemies
we are the guardians of

they are planning an escape

Plan b turn the world fifteen degrees

and realise not everyone is awake yet
considering wrapping this gift into pandoras box and sending it all back to the creator on his birthday.
but we'll see...
what do you think?
ponder tangents of philosophy the jokes we live but arent telling!
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