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The Liberation of Drones --Tutto Tre

TiberCross

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I

Perplexity triggers the everymans' subconcious disposition.
Falling quick and hard for the overnight satisfaction offered by the
Subceptive array of t.v., movies, magazines, and radio transmissions-

Activated by the omniscient and dispersed through the seamless
Beauty of translucent light; though the light is only the conductor
Psychically conducing the synthesized construct for your viewing pleasure.

Draining through while straining to: keep the world-wide-web
Spinning and enticing, entrancing with deviciveness. Masterminded
From the dawn of dawn. Spawning creation from syndicated decision
Makers-

Realizing that not 1 or 1000, 10,000 or 10 million deciding to or uniting
Through one single philanthropic cause with religious or secular fervor
Could possibly take reign. The times may have changed and the
Technology evolved, too- but these leaps and bounds on moons and Through sounds only serve to make the servant docile.Truth.

II

Lucifer dangling loosely dripping leopard-printed confusion;
Waiting-
Praying-
Frightened of definite demise while
Breathing deeply of luxurious procrastination:

Inhaling the ever-imminent toxification of the
Depths' rising damnation.

From alpha's supernova conception the prince
Has commanded through ages-
The master of minions smugly surveying boundless
Creation. Maniacally desiring total annulment from
The tentacles of the creator to dance like Jehovah's
David through freedom's infinite dimensions;
Perusing-
Reveling-
Altering afterlife unaware of wounds sustained.

Gradual self-deification leading to eventual self-destructive
Instincts that bore corruptions' seed deeper and deeper
Until every release becomes Death incarnate.

Beautiful angel........did you not know!

III



Oh, the rigors of diabolical dissent:
Buddha meditating with legs crossed Indian-style
While hands resting on knees and relaxation
Rising in the mind conspire with schizophrenic
Indifference and sinister inclinations to
Control, conquer and kill any sagacious or
Self-inspired intuition of the minds' eye; my
Eyes or your eyes. The eyes, hands, heart, labor and
Love of the individual crushed with resounding
Totalitarianism.

Oh, escape is a many splendored reality:
Alcatraz existing since pre-Pangea and
Drawing strength from the fear and desperation
Released by the masses during everyday
Rites and rituals; a scar on existence from gelding
To galaxy. Stand up, fly, swim, crawl or dance to
Freedom but DO NOT VEGETATE through machines
That regulate hearts and heads. Complacency is
Futile, you must strive for personal salvation.

Oh, the joys of ecstatic enlightenment:
Nirvana weightless love emanating coursely and
Undiluted with creativity, limitless imagination and
Personal perception.Desires released and dreams
Fulfilled. Complacency lost. Paradise discovered.
 
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whaddup bro...this is brandon...read this and had to say something...first off...it's Pangaea...haha....second off "Complacency is
Futile, you must strive for personal salvation." that line is so full of meaning and bet that everyone else just skimmed over it...but it stuck in my head throughout the whole thing....it is such an overlooked aspect of our life...just don't think many ppl other than you and I get that....wonderous manifestation of your thoughts...this poem is definitely considerably one of the greatest I've ever read....and oh yeah...Happy Birthday...good old 24...we are getting old my bro...i'm 20 in a few.....later man
 
thanks for bumping it since i didn't catch it the first time.

BTW!!!!! tell brandon,,,,,,,,,,,,,your NOT OLD,,,,, sheesh what am i dust??? ;) ask RF he will explain :)

definately a piece that is worth reading again and again. excellent work and wording :)

*BIG HUGS*
 
this piece is very very nice. The strength of your words, and the way they are used, is overwhelming. Props!
 
I havent read this for a long time and I really enjoyed seeing it again. Maybe someone else will too. Bump....
 
burmp

no reply is necessary unless you have something new to say. just read it.
 
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