I see…
I see…
War:
War is spiritual.
Each man kills for God, the truth and brother-hood.
At the same time, they have no God, no truth and the brother-hood has been broken.
The mighty leaders of good and evil rise up.
One side clashes against the other.
Many innocent bistandars are destroyed.
Each side calls for bias within the neutral beings.
Both God and Satan oppress the grey spirits.
The lower gods consume eachother.
God and the Devil
Continue their elaborate dance.
Even the persons who tell you to do what you want
Are preaching and trying to make the people around them more like themselves.
A red drop of blood in a blue ocean
Turns purple and then fades away.
Things were sorted out well
All black and white
In the floating seagull’s shit.
When a being injests a part of reality
The “refined” version comes out.
When they kill and when they repair,
When they build and when they destroy,
They each want to refine what already was.
They each want to change the world to suite their own direction.
Forgive me for feeling lost
God and Satan
Can you forgive me for that?
You’re also too, and I can’t change you.
This is what it is.
The tip of the pyramid wants to control the individual.
The individual cannot control himself.
The world gives birth to its own foolish masters.
Inbetween, behind and ahead there will be chaos.
The grey swirl of a tiered mind
As the body falls.
Two doves die for each sin, because when we fight against ourselves we always loose.
So here it is: a self-destructive blob of free will, and power does not exist.
It hurts me to know that all life brings all death.
Foresight is an alien to a blind and compulsive system of reality.
Wisdom has no place here.
This realm is a place for foolish power and meaningless might…