- No Matter How Subtle, How Sublime
- there was a time
- when you had a conscious Mind
- you were aware, of everything you did
- and understood its positive and negatives
- now your minds, programmed into dumbness
- your consciousness, knowing re-action to actions
- before they happen, is negated numbness
- just doing, doing and accepting the ruin
- you exist, as Life, then dodge to the doctor
- who stops you from stopping you, from trying
- to terminate your efforts, aiding and abetting
- your own dying, medical lying only pacifies
- with medication, and you, continue your rotation
- around doing as you do, avoiding awareness
- Living so careless, until one day
- someone asks why do you look that way
- what’s going on in your mind
- a light flickers, as you try to find
- an answer, a response, the will
- to face your mess,
- the strength to pass your test
- why are you drugging, drinking
- pillow sobbing, praying on your knees
- why are there no fish, in your seas
- a mind empty of thoughts, thinking
- the Human Mind is programmed for survival
- so where has this spyware entered there
- a viral rival, filling sensory registers with malware
- re-coding our zest for existence
- with this erosive, corrosive, denying persistence
- of self destruction, do you ever think about
- what you do to you and ask why
- are your afflictions, un-conscious addictions
- following the orders of pre-made decisions
- how did this death programming over-ride
- Life, seeking existence through you
- has an impostor voice, in your head, tricked you
- into doing, what’s not best for you
- to silence this alien voice.
- you must raise your own
- especially when you’re alone
- by thinking, talking to yourself
- thought communication
- and will power, ignites self realization
- that feeling good must emanate from good feeling
- not caused by artificial stimulation
- the re-action will be depression
- depression is the obsession
- with death, death means to shut Life Down
- starting with our awareness
- then Death seeks opportunity, using careless
- suddenly, the fish, disappear from our sea
- by mines, mining our mental sea
- our minds empty, thoughts of Life and Living
- driving even the solutions we seek towards death
- from now on, lift those heads to the sky
- replacing the artificial programming, with the natural high,
- L-I-F-E…R.D.Revilo
