Life's a fight
Contributed by
BSteel
on
Thursday, 5th October 2006 @ 08:34:03 PM in AEST
Topic:
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quit trying to push puritan values on the promised land,
every day a fight for my life is how i stand,
in a market that flucatuates at a cuthroat pace,
no philopsher aka in the box thinker besides Socrates,
has a moral right to stop the thoughts that i think,
to judge the design as if they were god,
property in all aspects goes beyond words,
such as philosphy teology, technology, somehow the design will
be, what ifs can tear or rip control freaks, but I,
see easy street, forget the losers, trust me you do not want to see the streets bleed,
do not meet the meat the beastly eyes of inhumanity, fiery constructed destiny,
each day is a fight, peace of mind a short blessing, felicity feelings flood the senses,
all these words can be ananlyzed all day by word magicians, yet still not capture the essence,
logic is the pretext it reflects instincts and a cold hard passion,
long term goals, walk in my footsteps, just have the weight of the world seemingly, chillingly on your shoulders,
only to have to retrace your footsteps, who can keep pace with the best, I'm winnin regardless what perspective i'm sent next, now we cathcin feelins, goin into life not for flimsy feelings, nor infatuatuations, but the rush of the tidal
wave when you catch it, a movement that shall transcend, seep through the soul affix it to any word you choose,
allah or nothing, jesus or nothing, the point being we are something and that being said feel free to rip this to shreds,
but faithless souls are walking dead too many blind to the design, designed oblivious, business as usual,
forget i ever said this. i dont think you know what true faith is.
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2006-10-05 20:34:03]
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