Absent Minded
Sea of beds (world of worlds)
You live in a box
this box is called a hous or an apartment
this box is placed inside of another box
called a world
in the world we live in Earth
if you looked at the writers who are employed here
taking this reality for a spin
would you believe if i told you the veil upon you is this
There are other worlds
There is an exit
there is a world of worlds
A bigger box that contains theses big boxes that house us
and we choose which box to visit next
Imahgine yourself at a circus
and all these buildings have themes
some funhouses
some haunted
some cursed
some of godlike natures
but this worlf we are living in is an exit from gods burthday party
of everlasting life
and the stairway to heaven has bee torn down years ago so it seems
You come into this world to be uninvited
to live differently
to die differently
to experience a different world then you had in your previous years of everlasting life
you probably wont leave here alone
if you were born into this
but those who came upon their free will
will never leave
those thrown in here
may one day perhaps be released
maybe
This world is like a jail
a drunk tank
gone wild
many have forgotten they are here to search for their lost loves
who were uninvited to the everlasting party of endless experiences and knowledge
to be trapped in one repeating history called earth
so theoir perfect protest is children and love
Some came to this exit world to be uninvited
for they no longer wanted or felt the desire to be alive
to experience things how they had been experiencing them
throughout everlasting life
so they come here to be reborn and die
Lifetime experience preplanned
your really inside a world inside a world full of worlds
and its common knowledge
an urban legend
and as it stands this world cannot succeed for very much longer until we realise
we must start building our own worlds inside this box
or those employted by the god whose birthday it is is truly going to get everything he wants
and so are we and it isnt us
and the children born into this suicide world are never going to see
the glory of gods birthday
a circus of buildings to live through adventures and experiences you sign up for
and forget as the veil he purchased for you works this peculiar specific way
The one here i am working on
trying to fix haphazardly i will admit
You need for in times of danger to have these underground worlds
in all of your countries
in case of natural disasters or lack of oxygen or whatother scenartio might rise
So if i was to tell you what is coming to thhis uninvited world
this is what you would do
You would have army barrocks hidden with entrances as normal looking
as an average apartment building
but yet under ground five floors is a sea of thoiusands upon thousands of beds
to save your communities from the worst case scenarios
The voices in my head told me there was one in Edson but i dont fall for that tourist trap information
A floor on the bottom of bipes and sewage to work the water and mnake it rain for the grass
and trees on the next floor and all the pretty flowers
but who buys the sun and what is it made of and how exactly does it sway
from left to right?
Is it true airplanes never really leave the ground
but an optical illusion to get you to the next box and the sun is just an
underground conspiracy no one has figured out yet?
You walk from box to box and surrounded by optical illusions to get you here and there
abra cadabra look out your window we're fourtythousand feet on the ground in the air!
anything is possible
anything
maybe when youre travelling your going nowhere at all
the boxes around us are just being moved into position so we can be allowed entry
and thats the way airports work after all
But with your sea of beds underground
men and women seperated
to do the plumbing of the world
do these demons know of the light above them?
of the green grass and beauty soo many take for granted
they are keeping alive?
And the angels above us working the sun from left to right
do they kno wanything of the man in the middle living perfectly happy?
or was it all us climbing up and down the stairway all this time?
So my dreams of the sea of beds
and the wars of wearing watches on different hands and painting your toes
as each language and whoever carries their warwounds and memories from above to below ground with them
supporting ourselves is hard but can be don
Lets rebuild that stairway to the sun so the angels can have a turn underground
and mankind can fathom what needs to be done for on man to be happy
and evertyon employed for one person to eat sleep walk talk
and do whatever he wants and then protest the whole thing anyway
cause thats whats going on now that we're all on the same page
So go
go sit in a box the place illusions around you to make you think you flew over some ocean that isnt even there
go get on a train that plays beatiful imagery out of every window for days
while it rocks back and forth and feel like your still living
if you ask me
these might be a few of the things you'll be missing when your underground and want to go somewhere
a sea of beds and the midnight wars
a world of gods birthday where you can pick your next lifetime experience
and since youre here to learn hpow it works or uninvite yourself
here i am
make me happy
and youre all employed
ask me what i want at my birthday
and i'll tell you
this world is a jail
for those ive uninvited till they learn their lesson
they are ptrotesting it with love and having children then corrupting them
and try to worship satan to have their children tyrants at my birthday
so keep right on guessing
for at the right time i tell your children to close their eyes and yours remain glued onto me
You will no longer be blind and the terror you are you might one day see
and this i have to remove from the echoes of me before we become one at my party
for what i have planned for the big bang anyway
so suck it up
smarten up
your children are leaving you behind
you will stay here and live out another term for your protests and wrongs
and this object to crave
has entertained hundreds of billions of millions of minds
and everyone knows the suspects at the crime
for that is also what you are
and after i forgive you
they have to forgive you too
So lets begin shall we
how do you suppose we make a box
inside of a box
with three or four or five floors
to entertain everyone for alifetime
with an exit when they get bored they can move on and experinec the next
Your children have some competition and your going to need some practice
So with your hpoly wars and kids killing kids
and since you want to play god
there go get a box and figure out hopw to makew it rain and the sun to sway and turn off
and have this employ people and worshipped and revolve artound religions no one truly fathoms
until one day you walk inm to tear their heads off
this box is called a hous or an apartment
this box is placed inside of another box
called a world
in the world we live in Earth
if you looked at the writers who are employed here
taking this reality for a spin
would you believe if i told you the veil upon you is this
There are other worlds
There is an exit
there is a world of worlds
A bigger box that contains theses big boxes that house us
and we choose which box to visit next
Imahgine yourself at a circus
and all these buildings have themes
some funhouses
some haunted
some cursed
some of godlike natures
but this worlf we are living in is an exit from gods burthday party
of everlasting life
and the stairway to heaven has bee torn down years ago so it seems
You come into this world to be uninvited
to live differently
to die differently
to experience a different world then you had in your previous years of everlasting life
you probably wont leave here alone
if you were born into this
but those who came upon their free will
will never leave
those thrown in here
may one day perhaps be released
maybe
This world is like a jail
a drunk tank
gone wild
many have forgotten they are here to search for their lost loves
who were uninvited to the everlasting party of endless experiences and knowledge
to be trapped in one repeating history called earth
so theoir perfect protest is children and love
Some came to this exit world to be uninvited
for they no longer wanted or felt the desire to be alive
to experience things how they had been experiencing them
throughout everlasting life
so they come here to be reborn and die
Lifetime experience preplanned
your really inside a world inside a world full of worlds
and its common knowledge
an urban legend
and as it stands this world cannot succeed for very much longer until we realise
we must start building our own worlds inside this box
or those employted by the god whose birthday it is is truly going to get everything he wants
and so are we and it isnt us
and the children born into this suicide world are never going to see
the glory of gods birthday
a circus of buildings to live through adventures and experiences you sign up for
and forget as the veil he purchased for you works this peculiar specific way
The one here i am working on
trying to fix haphazardly i will admit
You need for in times of danger to have these underground worlds
in all of your countries
in case of natural disasters or lack of oxygen or whatother scenartio might rise
So if i was to tell you what is coming to thhis uninvited world
this is what you would do
You would have army barrocks hidden with entrances as normal looking
as an average apartment building
but yet under ground five floors is a sea of thoiusands upon thousands of beds
to save your communities from the worst case scenarios
The voices in my head told me there was one in Edson but i dont fall for that tourist trap information
A floor on the bottom of bipes and sewage to work the water and mnake it rain for the grass
and trees on the next floor and all the pretty flowers
but who buys the sun and what is it made of and how exactly does it sway
from left to right?
Is it true airplanes never really leave the ground
but an optical illusion to get you to the next box and the sun is just an
underground conspiracy no one has figured out yet?
You walk from box to box and surrounded by optical illusions to get you here and there
abra cadabra look out your window we're fourtythousand feet on the ground in the air!
anything is possible
anything
maybe when youre travelling your going nowhere at all
the boxes around us are just being moved into position so we can be allowed entry
and thats the way airports work after all
But with your sea of beds underground
men and women seperated
to do the plumbing of the world
do these demons know of the light above them?
of the green grass and beauty soo many take for granted
they are keeping alive?
And the angels above us working the sun from left to right
do they kno wanything of the man in the middle living perfectly happy?
or was it all us climbing up and down the stairway all this time?
So my dreams of the sea of beds
and the wars of wearing watches on different hands and painting your toes
as each language and whoever carries their warwounds and memories from above to below ground with them
supporting ourselves is hard but can be don
Lets rebuild that stairway to the sun so the angels can have a turn underground
and mankind can fathom what needs to be done for on man to be happy
and evertyon employed for one person to eat sleep walk talk
and do whatever he wants and then protest the whole thing anyway
cause thats whats going on now that we're all on the same page
So go
go sit in a box the place illusions around you to make you think you flew over some ocean that isnt even there
go get on a train that plays beatiful imagery out of every window for days
while it rocks back and forth and feel like your still living
if you ask me
these might be a few of the things you'll be missing when your underground and want to go somewhere
a sea of beds and the midnight wars
a world of gods birthday where you can pick your next lifetime experience
and since youre here to learn hpow it works or uninvite yourself
here i am
make me happy
and youre all employed
ask me what i want at my birthday
and i'll tell you
this world is a jail
for those ive uninvited till they learn their lesson
they are ptrotesting it with love and having children then corrupting them
and try to worship satan to have their children tyrants at my birthday
so keep right on guessing
for at the right time i tell your children to close their eyes and yours remain glued onto me
You will no longer be blind and the terror you are you might one day see
and this i have to remove from the echoes of me before we become one at my party
for what i have planned for the big bang anyway
so suck it up
smarten up
your children are leaving you behind
you will stay here and live out another term for your protests and wrongs
and this object to crave
has entertained hundreds of billions of millions of minds
and everyone knows the suspects at the crime
for that is also what you are
and after i forgive you
they have to forgive you too
So lets begin shall we
how do you suppose we make a box
inside of a box
with three or four or five floors
to entertain everyone for alifetime
with an exit when they get bored they can move on and experinec the next
Your children have some competition and your going to need some practice
So with your hpoly wars and kids killing kids
and since you want to play god
there go get a box and figure out hopw to makew it rain and the sun to sway and turn off
and have this employ people and worshipped and revolve artound religions no one truly fathoms
until one day you walk inm to tear their heads off
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Sea of beds (world of worlds)
Sea of beds (world of worlds)