The Systematic Life

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I thought I was born into a world,

But I realized I was born into a system,

A system that is controlled by the people born in the world that exist in THE system,

So I hope by now you understand the mechanics and you’re able to see the symptoms.

You see, it doesn’t function because of man’s acquired wisdom,

Money and power, those are the fuel and blocks laid out to maintain this kingdom.

 

You know what’s the most frustrating part of it all?

We built it, both you and I.

Blood, sweat and tears, it fuckin’ hurts to hear,

YES….BOTH YOU AND I!

 

Trapped with THAT purpose, be aware that I didn’t say “A PURPOSE”,

Because if I did, that would be suggestive that you were meant for something great and fulfilling.

 

What kind of purpose do you think you serve living in such depths?

Layers upon layers, so many obstacles created to burden us with commas of debt,

Commas ‘till death,

Loss of respect,

Lots of neglect,

No need to shout or scream, you’re just wasting your breath.

 

Or at least that’s what they want you to think…

They throw laws and policies they created at you hoping you’ll flinch…

Hoping you’ll blink,

And lose sight of what’s real while they force you to the brink…to the edge!

 

Slavery is over? Shut the fuck up!

If you think for a second that slavery ended, I’ll repeat, SHUT THE FUCK UP!

How conditioned are you to be completely oblivious to the mental constraints placed upon us?

Illusions placed in front of you and I so we can fight and fuss.

Trust me, this isn’t lust,

As strong as the system’s desire is to FUCK……US.

 

Close your eyes and open your mind,

We’re enslaved to our own kind.

Enslaved to what we eat, where we sleep, what we wear, what we hear….

We’re enslaved by life.

Not the life that we deserve or desire,

But the life that the system requires….of us

To keep functioning……

There’s No Place Like Home

Home is where the heart is.

He’s drifting away…….! Far beyond what he knows, far beyond where he wants to be and even further beyond where his thoughts can take him. He’s lost beyond words can explain, lost beyond his own understanding, so far gone that he can feel insanity clenching while he’s still trying to keep a tight grip on his sanity.

He’s almost lost beyond the point of no return but he refuses to admit it out loud or to himself, he refuses to accept that he’s lost his way! Too much pride and too much sadness, he clings to what little hope he has  bottled up and powers through what seems to be HOPELESSNESS! As his brain fights to grab hold of the words, they manage to slip between the grasp and everything that clouds his mind remains unheard.

BUT he’s still determined and trying to get back home…..

To a place of comfort, to a place of security; to a place of trust, to a place where he’s free. Free from the sadness, free from loneliness, free from the burden and free from this journey that seems to have no destination. You see, he knows where home is or where it’s supposed to be, but he just doesn’t know how to get there. He’s a homeless man walking a path with no map, no compass and no plan but getting there.

Man In The Rain

There’s a well known quote that says “when it rains it pours”. This quote resonates so much with him because it’s just those nights, those rainy nights a temptation begins to overwhelm him, a temptation that whispers to him, “young man it’s cold outside, just knock on the door of one of these beautiful houses and seek shelter”. He’s only human so he considers the option. He considers how tired his feet are and how cold & wet outside has been. He considers how tough it has been walking streets night after night and alone. Regardless of it all, his HOPE and DESIRE to be HOME allows him to walk past all of these open doors without setting foot on the doorstep.

He isn’t guided by the obvious instruments that are granted to us to see, he uses what not even eyes can see and that’s the DESTINATION. Now, close your eyes and open your heart: The home that he seeks isn’t a structure nor is it a building, it’s a place where his mind, body and soul can live and feel fulfilled, for fulfillment is part of what he seeks.

Despite what I just told you, the home he seeks, HIS home that he is seeking is surrounded by walls. These walls stretch long and tall, as tall as Jericho’s and just as those, he is determined they too will fall.

You see, he’s not intimidated by any obstacle that stands in his way, as long as he finds himself on the right side of them. In most cases he prefers to be on the outside of walls, but in this case he seeks comfort on the inside. He’s a man seeking shelter and comfort, so all he really wants is to be trapped in a place he calls home!

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He just wants to be trapped in your love..........

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