Absent Minded
Discovering the truth
In a world revolving around lies and liars
and people being creative
we'll never discover the truth
we'll never know anything
the truth is soo well hidden
like a seal of fate
of mixed messages ultimatums and backwards logic
and that's why the war of our fathers haunts us all
the propaganda of yesterday has been cemented and we are all born
into this crime scene to solve it
to realize it might not be true
to have the paranoia granted that you truly can't trust anyone
and hallelujah
television creativity and every other book we read
seems so real
We need to start telling the truth
we need to know the facts
among all the weeds that look like flowers
we need to know the cold hard reality and not dress it up
and then not cave into propaganda
not abuse our power over the future who reads our lives
know our target audience and understand we know very little about this world
except its full of lie upon lie upon lie
and that's why we go to war
that's why we fight
so we could go to the truth
real life boring plain stories
of truth and horror of loneliness and the terror of the ugliness
of this world we doctor up
the truth of success and how other peoples lies bought them happiness
and terrorized humbled and murdered millions
so lets go back to the truth
whose writing a diary anymore
whose keeping score
whose writing about their experience on this world
and not lieing about everything like a politician to promote a political view
whose an honest saint
saying this is my reality
the truth of your god
and I'm either a blessing a metaphor for a prayer a player or a tainted saint
is it all work eat sleep?
is it all delusion after delusion?
is it all terror and bombs and guns?
and when we pass these journals we're all writing into a time capsule
like a secret society into the future
of what is going on in the world today
the historians can try to grasp at the reality of our world
as the connect the dots of the music industry
and the politicians and wars
and the Internet
and the Hollywood
but who is out there writing stories of what its like to be
the man in the middle
victimized by psychology
crying for the world seven times a day
his or her thoughts about terrorism
and how nothing really makes sense
and the logical aspects of footprints left behind
we don't want to throw away because they are pieces of history
so whose writing the truth
the truth of today's oppression?
the truth of the chemical war-fares and immigrant drug lords?
of the junkies and hookers disappearing from serial killers?
and the military men who run mile after mile until they vomit
called training
just so every country can run on a system of stripes and stars and awards
for the serial killers we created
to go to another country some insane man is afraid of
kill a bunch of innocent people cause that's what they are paid to do
and every country revolves around this award system of how to be a hero
and i wonder why we don't have world peace?
why I'm in the midst of junkies and rich drug lords
and psychiatrists and whack job politicians
cold wars undergrounds overflowing prisons
methods to madness
and an oppression in my own backyard I'm looking for clues to
but full well knowing history is all a lie
the news is full o fit
Hollywood is mostly terrorism
the newspaper is selective in what secrets it shares
and people with any bit of power may or may not abuse it
and the writers of the world neglect the truth
they write about other worlds and fantasy
and horror and love stories
but no one has figured out yet that acting is role playing
writing is a way to learn life lessons through choosing whose eyes
you want to live through vicariously with what metaphor
and those who act out your movies and plays and such will learn
from your masterpiece
instead we pay ourselves to toughen up
not be hu,mbled
to writ nightmares
live them
mass produce them
and then
rub salt into other peoples fears and wounds
so whose out there writing the truth?
whose got an honest journal
that should be thrown into a time capsule with the other actors in time
and then have the world go through the pieces of the past together
and rediscover how god truly works in mysterious ways
but everyone would express their silent dissent
their sadness their pain
maybe some people would become movies
and their life lessons turned into screenplays, movies
and what they tried to teach their present they managed to do to the future
because presently we were stuck on wars of our fathers cemented from the past
which was soo full of lies and liars
and no one understood the method of madness
and some writers who are paid to write with method to their madness
in whatever silent war of salt rubbing to the man in the middle
of terrorism and intelligence
they write these things to role play that aren't fun to rein act
aren't fun to pick apart
that are haunting
but here i have put your pieces together
and taught you how it works
you write in the purpose of different perceptions to learn life lessons
guide your actors through metaphor personification so they figure it out
while acting it out
then you reach out to an audience
sometimes obvious
sometimes subtle
maybe one day everyone will get it and we will have a utopia
and when they open this time capsule of all these journals
of people who aimed at telling the truth of our reality of our present
so it could be sorted out in the future
we'll be humbled and guide them back to our history books of lies
where they do the same thing as us
point he finger in the wrong direction
listen to the music
see the terrorism in the movies get enraged
fell wronged and spark up another brigade and parade of woe is me
and lets sell another dose of
cave into the nightmare or the dream
so lets build another time capsule to discover the truth
of how god works in mysterious ways
right like he needs another victom
and people being creative
we'll never discover the truth
we'll never know anything
the truth is soo well hidden
like a seal of fate
of mixed messages ultimatums and backwards logic
and that's why the war of our fathers haunts us all
the propaganda of yesterday has been cemented and we are all born
into this crime scene to solve it
to realize it might not be true
to have the paranoia granted that you truly can't trust anyone
and hallelujah
television creativity and every other book we read
seems so real
We need to start telling the truth
we need to know the facts
among all the weeds that look like flowers
we need to know the cold hard reality and not dress it up
and then not cave into propaganda
not abuse our power over the future who reads our lives
know our target audience and understand we know very little about this world
except its full of lie upon lie upon lie
and that's why we go to war
that's why we fight
so we could go to the truth
real life boring plain stories
of truth and horror of loneliness and the terror of the ugliness
of this world we doctor up
the truth of success and how other peoples lies bought them happiness
and terrorized humbled and murdered millions
so lets go back to the truth
whose writing a diary anymore
whose keeping score
whose writing about their experience on this world
and not lieing about everything like a politician to promote a political view
whose an honest saint
saying this is my reality
the truth of your god
and I'm either a blessing a metaphor for a prayer a player or a tainted saint
is it all work eat sleep?
is it all delusion after delusion?
is it all terror and bombs and guns?
and when we pass these journals we're all writing into a time capsule
like a secret society into the future
of what is going on in the world today
the historians can try to grasp at the reality of our world
as the connect the dots of the music industry
and the politicians and wars
and the Internet
and the Hollywood
but who is out there writing stories of what its like to be
the man in the middle
victimized by psychology
crying for the world seven times a day
his or her thoughts about terrorism
and how nothing really makes sense
and the logical aspects of footprints left behind
we don't want to throw away because they are pieces of history
so whose writing the truth
the truth of today's oppression?
the truth of the chemical war-fares and immigrant drug lords?
of the junkies and hookers disappearing from serial killers?
and the military men who run mile after mile until they vomit
called training
just so every country can run on a system of stripes and stars and awards
for the serial killers we created
to go to another country some insane man is afraid of
kill a bunch of innocent people cause that's what they are paid to do
and every country revolves around this award system of how to be a hero
and i wonder why we don't have world peace?
why I'm in the midst of junkies and rich drug lords
and psychiatrists and whack job politicians
cold wars undergrounds overflowing prisons
methods to madness
and an oppression in my own backyard I'm looking for clues to
but full well knowing history is all a lie
the news is full o fit
Hollywood is mostly terrorism
the newspaper is selective in what secrets it shares
and people with any bit of power may or may not abuse it
and the writers of the world neglect the truth
they write about other worlds and fantasy
and horror and love stories
but no one has figured out yet that acting is role playing
writing is a way to learn life lessons through choosing whose eyes
you want to live through vicariously with what metaphor
and those who act out your movies and plays and such will learn
from your masterpiece
instead we pay ourselves to toughen up
not be hu,mbled
to writ nightmares
live them
mass produce them
and then
rub salt into other peoples fears and wounds
so whose out there writing the truth?
whose got an honest journal
that should be thrown into a time capsule with the other actors in time
and then have the world go through the pieces of the past together
and rediscover how god truly works in mysterious ways
but everyone would express their silent dissent
their sadness their pain
maybe some people would become movies
and their life lessons turned into screenplays, movies
and what they tried to teach their present they managed to do to the future
because presently we were stuck on wars of our fathers cemented from the past
which was soo full of lies and liars
and no one understood the method of madness
and some writers who are paid to write with method to their madness
in whatever silent war of salt rubbing to the man in the middle
of terrorism and intelligence
they write these things to role play that aren't fun to rein act
aren't fun to pick apart
that are haunting
but here i have put your pieces together
and taught you how it works
you write in the purpose of different perceptions to learn life lessons
guide your actors through metaphor personification so they figure it out
while acting it out
then you reach out to an audience
sometimes obvious
sometimes subtle
maybe one day everyone will get it and we will have a utopia
and when they open this time capsule of all these journals
of people who aimed at telling the truth of our reality of our present
so it could be sorted out in the future
we'll be humbled and guide them back to our history books of lies
where they do the same thing as us
point he finger in the wrong direction
listen to the music
see the terrorism in the movies get enraged
fell wronged and spark up another brigade and parade of woe is me
and lets sell another dose of
cave into the nightmare or the dream
so lets build another time capsule to discover the truth
of how god works in mysterious ways
right like he needs another victom
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