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letra de we are one (point 618) - hipgnostic

the exoskeletons that we wear
don’t compare
to the true essence of ourselves
that we’re scared to share
it bears no resemblance
to the cultural -ssemblance
that appears to hold some relevance
to societal developments
but the elements of personality are ignored
often unadored, abhorred and unexplored
if you afford me some time
and pay me some attention
what i say and what i mention
and explain, please comprehend it
our brains don’t make us sentient
our names are just inventions
we came with blessed intentions
to this plane of three dimensions
if we strain our recollection
and gain some introspection
we may be on our way
to attaining m-ss ascension
oh, and we’ll be d-mned if we don’t throw a wrench in
the plans of all the henchmen
of the president of this wretched
biodome of the f-cking selfish
die-alones on the cusp of helpless
no dial tones on the phones
of the f-ckless bread-and-fish gluttons
with a death-wish on their checklist
sententious with repentence
relentlessly infect us
mentally with sepsis till collectively we’re breathless

we are one point six one eight
the lies they propagate give rise to proper hate
that flies over the gates of minds in conscious states
it tries to navigate your eyes and instigates
the blind and separates mankind and all our fates
it’s time we eradicate the swine who segregate
and climb at a steady rate of phi
cuz we are
one point six one eight

(evolve at the rate of phi)
(evolve at the rate of phi)

they control who we think we’re supposed to be
imposing greed while they’re roping freemen to the popery
with a rosary and hoping we
don’t catch on to their sorcery
the pork we eat metaphorically
keeps us in the “lower three”
my poetry alone won’t put an end to the sophistry
but hopefully the more verbosity i speak with
the closer it can bring you to revolting, see
they’re teeming with some demons
that even he-man couldn’t defeat, man
we’re dreamin while they’re schemin
with the deacons from the vatican
they’re at it again with cytostatic shenanigans
emphatically as they pit us systematically against our kin
enlistin’ us in an infantry
while they sit and sip their quenchless gin
like the gentlemen they pretend to be
the remedy for defending freedom from this evil emb-ssy
and bring them to their hands and knees in clemency
is to never feed our egos
with the seeds grown from the kelipah tree
we need to spiral out like maynard in his lateralus chamber
no alabaster savior’s gonna save us from these khazars
no aliens with lazers, no annunaki with the dna of lizards
we may be gold-diggers
but we ain’t no slaves, we’re latent old wizards

(evolve at the rate of phi)
(evolve at the rate of phi)

so are you descending from your ancestors?
because you know, you’re supposed to ascend
your growth just doesn’t end the second you pretend
your attempt at fitting in
wasn’t meant to be a method of suspending dissonance
if god has omnipotence, then he should have caught the rock
long before the ripples drifted
it simply seems a little bit unscripted how the wicked don’t get stricken
by the sicknesses and illnesses
that plague and break the will of men
while they’re rapin’ and pillagin’ we feel the winds of breathe
from the wails of all the innocent women and children
from indians and pilgrims to city twins and buildings
they’re k!llin us by the millions
they’re swimmin in literally trillions of our shekels
while we count our own like freckles (1, 2, 3, 4….)
we’re bound to overthrow these devils
proudly go where no man ever traveled
agree to battle with the -ssh0l-s keeping us as chattel
and treating us as cattle
their weaknesses unravel when we link our brains trilaterally
like in calvary
where the pattern of three shows matter to be
much more than we think in reality
of course thats symbolically, but come on please
it shouldn’t take no lama to see
all the dominancy and intolerancy
of the propaghandi known as constantine

- hipgnostic

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