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Mind Over


Listless wonderings of my conquered mind
Cords being pulled by puppets of hell
Documentaries of past memories being closed off
Now is the life I live, but past memories need to be written-shared with humanity
Patterns of wild discord running across fields of fear
Look left never right, for to do so will cause the blackest of hell to burp with flames of wrath
But this is a lie given by he that resides below in a world and time of hate, lusting for minds to strip of their very souls

Ah but I hear that his puppets die
They cannot live where there is good and love
Such sweet words are music to my ears
Freeing my mind to flow with streams of consciousness
Reality and memory coming back with rushes of pure thought
Freeing me to return to quite thinking of memories long hidden so deep within my body, mind and soul
The total release so pleasing to my all, my very existence

So pleasing to my body, mind and soul...


Robert Hayden Pursell
12.26.2006







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