Absent Minded

The powerful cult im in the middle of

they are running from my life
sliding away strategically
to find a way
someday
to help plot my escape
but wait
outside
my life
they have all heard of my protests
of this generation
and the previous generation
of this and that
and i am not allowed
and several people are sliding in to find me
to snuff me out

woe is me
woe woe woe is me
beautify the foothills and shake the many hands
and as you tell them why you are running from my life
as to the rock and hard place you are among
they will come unto you seemingly blind
seemingly dumb
somewhat deaf of course
and so now it has all begun

point them in that direction
over there
ovewr hill
over dale
keep them busy
show them a good time
slow them down
buy me the man in the middle some more time
and at the bottom of this page
you will all find out why

i always kept four friends at a time
good advice you should take
and then i slide from group to group
protesting this and that
about our generation and the previous one
and there is soo much at stake

now they all run from my life
i murdered all my friends they might say one day
and i deserve to be dead
but the powerfull cult i am in the middle of
tormenting me
doing crazy things to me
spying on my friends
as they run from my life
to meet my hitmen and they shake hands

see my friends are looking to help me
to send a message back home to me
as who my enemy may be
but i dont really need it half the time
as long as they play selfish
for the pieces of the confusion they know and are told
and show the hitmen a good time
and slow them down
point hem in that wrong direction
and over to that other fun place for kicks
and buy the hitman off with their tricks
i will figure out what i need to do

closer the hitmen get in time
oh what a wonderful ride
and if they get here
and decide how they were paid off
as they found me their god
in the middle of their bribery
for all of their surprises and all the good deeds done unto them
and secrets of life told to them
then i have failed in saving a life
this world no longer has a purpose
and all the people
connected to me
all my family
all my friends
all my lovers
running from my life
to help me escape the cult i am in the middle of
ask them not to cry at my funeral
for they know
as they are members of the same cult
my death is theirs
and the truth is under rug swept
i die and they die you see
thousands of people all connected to help one person
all doomed to hide from murder for life
because they tried
to help a hitman pass his test
to save a life

and one day if on eof those people find me i have chosen
that has surrendered this feat of unequal measure
who plays by my rules
and still wants me dead
because this world is more devestatingly wrecked than ever
keep in mind i am the victom
at the center of a terrible cult
its not my fault for my protests of pervers protests
and propoganda scams and terrorist message
however if you make it this far
to investigate the truth
and you have passed your test and i still love you
here is your book
of hundreds of choices known as your free will
and your clues to level two
to your second step to what you must do
but now you must run away like all the rest of my friends
and shake hands and point others in wrong directions
and lie about who ireally am
and pretend you dont know the truth of what is really going on
and try to slow down a hitman from killing me
as i plan to fail
because i have your name
your number
your photograph
and a sick game i play at the center of this cult
to teach people like you a lesson

so study this book of the wild goose chase and look for ways to plot my escape
keep in mind when you meet them they will appear to be deaf
so your gonna have to speak up
and play dumb with the ignorance and the bliss
blind leading the blind
and a level two of level one of hgow we can all belong
im just the man in the middle of a powerful cult
i call myself Troy
but please dont cry at my funeral
i know why i came

to give you a will to live
and ive done this before
another veil lifted
but i plan to fail
so now you should be on your way and run from my life
and point others in another direction
i know you blame yourself sometimes
i blame myself too from time to time
but its neither one of our faults
so go find the angels if you forgive yourself or wherever else you need to be
life is now your adventure
this book your guide of riddles
the map your adventure
and no compass other than your heart do you need
but remember
when i die
you die with me


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