06 NOV - Supposition
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Supposition:
One condition:
What’s a gift that
Comes with Christmas?
What’s terrific?
What’s upliftin?
What’s the difference?
Just your vision..
Supposition:
Hypothetic
What position
Finds the best? It’s
Your assumption
For consumption:
More to come with
More assumption..
Everyone is clearly actin
From influence
Of delusion
Yet it comes with fear’s reaction:
Just assumin
The delusion..
Given the irrational
Prison of a path that goes
Nowhere
(No fears?):
This is what is rational:
Pick the best delusion
As your supposition
If it’s best - assume it:
That’s your one condition..
Why assume the worst
Then suffer till that prophecy
Drives you to a hearse
When what is real can’t possibly
Lack the possibility
(Irrational - but logically!)
Of havin all that is to be:
Havin all that is - for free..
Or maybe you’d prefer
To lay there glued to dirt
And say it’s too absurd:
But made the news your church..
To hell with f-ckin losers
Tellin other losers
“Well, you’re f-ckin screwed,” or
What else? They’re f-ckin losers
Who yell at other losers
For sellin other losers
A different scam:
Different than
A Motherf-ckin loser?
All of em!
Listen, ma’am:
Here is how you tell:
Followin the
Business plan:
Fear is how they sell..
Divide you, then they conquer
Time too - when you watch their
Lies move - then they got your
Mind too, when you stop there..
I’m too dense - they’re softer
I’m a friend to monsters
On every side
Of every lie:
Why pretend I’m not one?
Fightin over horsesh-t:
Minds that don’t divorce it
Just prize a trophy whore if
Mr. Right is so rewarded..
Fightin phony wars with
Hype and phony warriors
Fly the poles and warp them:
Lies and hoaxes orbit..
Why’s it so important:
Anything they say?
Why? It’s so distorted:
Everything they say..
I’m the soul of boredom
Then a thing is grave:
Mine to choke for sport when
Everything’s in play..
I do mean everything:
Every possibility:
I’m too mean, when they shrink
Every possibility..
I do see better things:
Let it cause hostility
I too see severed wings:
Let them fall, not willingly..
Who needs the dead to speak?
Let em wash their guillotines
Who bleeds when defeat
Gets applause from figurines?
F-ck these witless
Unforgiven
Underprivileged
F-ckin bigots:
Cuz we’re minions?
But we’re minted
From His image:
Just admit it..
Someone listened
Someone risen
Someone fixin
Stuff that isn’t
F-cked a little
Once it’s bigger
Plus the middle
F-ckin finger..
What’s your vision?
Just a prison?
What is missin
From your vision
But your vision
From the prison:
What’s the difference?
Supposition..
One condition:
F-ckin listen
Up: The vision’s
F-ckin everything:
The riches
Of the gift of
Supposition:
Just get everything..
Literal, not figurative
If a goal - God’s bigger than it
Outsmart
House cards:
Get the whole pot - infinite chips..
That’s my supposition:
That’s my one condition:
That’s my honey - chickens
That’s my funny business..
To simplify:
It’s the lie
Empowering economy:
When it dies
Then it’s mine:
When power is thru God.. to me..
None for prisoners:
Just for ditches
One condition:
Supposition..
Sucks for figments..