You and I are not what we think,

Post Balogne
Aug 31, 2018 · 2 min read

Not related in the fashion of the millions of years of encrypted zulu lies,
Bred in our brains to think that this side and that side is different.
We’re all children of God that fell from the top,
Dropped down from the sky with no actual roots,
Not in any man made religious sense,
We are all calm when we become one and cook.
We are perpetually caught up in Abraham’s dilemma,
To sacrifice a son because a mind so ill fit to encapsulate the idea of a higher power took affirmative action to bring down light to all of the masses.
I infuse it all with eastern philosophy,
A wind so calm caught on acid rain,
Polluted with the idea of evolution until I eradicated hypocrisy,
I flipped the other side’s love enough so that they want me to drop dead and have their factories churn out profit,
But I am their very antidote,
All I have to do is bring up their pain and how they came up,
Every generation after generation down to the first tribe of man,
I have reached x ten thousand times over,
Look at how I came up and boulder-ed over,
We were caught up in lies never caving into an ego death,
A greater sacrifice to tear down the wall between Israel and Palestine,
I am the repo-man.
A Jihad misconception is just as bad as Christians raising their arms in a crusade.
To fall on your own blade is the death perception,
To love the enemy is to love yourself,
Static solitude is the best health,
We’re all test tube babies being put to death with something that can make a woman or a man go on a rampage and kill.
Rape, maim and torture is what the hive lord had in mind,
The purge is over and this is all the knowledge and wealth in the world combined.
I need you to look through your own past,
I have witnessed the worst of this world with no recollection and now I truly see at last,
The gift of life seems cruel at first,
Thank you Mom and Dad,
The war is over and now we give this world a peaceful revolution with a new world birth.