What are you accessing...20:17 Nov 14 2024
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What is in a name,
A power of greeting or now your life display,
If I add it to a place with everyone is it still the same,
If I make a false one tracked back to me twelve ways,
How does the access in your hand,
In your lap,
On a counter,
Table,
In a book,
Or a map,
Why do you think words were magic,
Why names were guarded from the dark and tragic,
But now we are all inside the kings mind,
I use it now just for you to find,
Three kings that crowned the christed fool,
Who called out to cult with thorns cruel,
Predict his coming on star in sky,
Harbinger of spring where beauty lies,
But what does it take to access him,
Just a sacrifice only to them,
Just simply put your name and login,
You wanted access and now your in,
A secret name no one can know,
A title to bow before bestows,
Access to the vanity the stories of woes,
Like mist the outlet multiplies and grows,
Then it's purist purpose past the filth and horror is knowledge,
Beyond what any man could know a neural network bridge,
How much attention can it draw how many things to binge,
From common knowledge tips to the craziest of fringe,
But if we look at how it swirls in black mirrors of our lives,
Little glass portals to personal insights,
Have we surrendered everything to a technological strive,
A taste of ambition for every single Able-am life,
Every password entered to keep internal secrets safe,
But a higher admin accesses for whatever they may take,
Like a Lab-al or lable at stake,
So to the highest intellect a greater taller crown,
The intellectual desert crossed by camel for information found,
The vanity of ego and sexuality abound,
And sacrifice of personal life is all you need to accept and agree check mark found,
Why well you...
Need the info for Pie-mon just Google 3.14 and it will go past human count and understand what's unbound,
Then the kings of earth can see and track your mind inside your head,
A trail lasting even long after you are dead,
The secrets of this universe can be found from journals brain's fed,
Yet the personal discovery the act of thought is robbed from imaginations bed,
So ask if we are integrating the knowledge of all things,
From the science of our lives or the herald king,
Imagination sold to material servers in ring,
Like hallowed angels or booming voice the digital server sings...
The mist of beautiful things you would in person never see,
From human flesh to places dreamt that most can't get to be,
And all it takes is imput your name,
From long lists they can find your family same,
A sacrifice of your very personhood with genetics swabbed and claimed,
Are we in the paradise of modern acclaim,
Or did we surrender this world to the king of many names....
When plugged into the system I guess we shall see,
If we have reached eternal bliss,
Or trapped for eternity....
If you believe demiurge than we will all win,
Sophia trapped in material will release again,
If you believe in a single father we are trapped to sin,
Then marked and tagged forever you are din...
Ironically the occult was Hereditary brought out from our own Traumas...
Created from the users and liers,
The scholars and genociders,
The Victors of horrors gone,
And the truth we uncover found upon,
So will we trumpet to repeat in growing bliss...
Or are we in the bad place with every upload and downloads new kiss...
Sean Stutzman
COMMENTS
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Cadrewolf2
03:39 Nov 15 2024
Wonderful words