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The World Turned Upside Down
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ThoughtShock (From 'ThoughtShock; A manifesto' Chapter 13)
Chapter Thirteen
'The World turned Upside Down'
Epilogue “My oh my”
My oh my, look at what we've done.
Found ourselves a pretty little gun.
Towards the heavens we looked, as we squeezed the trigger.
My oh my, barely holding onto what we have left.
Still searching for god during our dieing breath.
Picking up these pieces, of these shattered reasons
memories and dreams of that perfect season.
“You only lose; surrender when it is then you chose not to stand.”
The king is dead, as we believe every word that's said
and through the fires we shall walk among the liars.
We seem to have forgotten what this life is really about,
and you wonder why, I want to call you all out.
We see no evil, but can't resist being deceitful.
My oh my, there is so much more than what we see.
A universe within a universe is that really so hard to believe?
Courage can no longer be found in a world built in sin.
Cruelty feeds evil in this game I am determined to win.
The devil will kick me while I am down,
it will be my own doubts that will keep me bound.
Chained to failure it will become a trophy
Look deep and you shall see its my apathy.
Caged within a society, who has a depraved mentality.
Epilogue “The world turned upside down”
Journal Entry;
November 16th 2012
Nothing seems to make sense anymore. As if chaos were knocking at our door and I want no part of your insanity, fueled by greed and vanity. Where corruption is often rewarded and somehow truth is abhorred. We live in a world where valor has been slain and conditioned at birth to not even use your brain.
As the tides have shifted, as the deceptions get more twisted and even more wicked. With so much that has already gone wrong. I often wonder if this is truly where I want to belong. Where are the angels, where are those saints? In an age of knowledge god is not the only one who creates. By our hands we have the ability for such beauty, and by our hands the blood soaks so much travesties.
The only creatures that can think outside of the box. The only creatures to seek peace by talks. Though we choose violence to convey sympathy. An eye for an eye mentality and still too blind to simply see. That through the madness, when the dust settles. We will find ourselves on the other side of the battles.
I find myself wanting to fade away, why survive when hope seems to have left this day. Left stranded out in the freezing rain, an entire world drowning in suffering and pain. Desperately struggling just to survive, just to remain. We become the storytellers to the children, unfortunate that the lessons taught is the result of our sin.
Cowards will always hide behind the lies, their trickery makes for a perfect disguise. This is the world that is being shaped. The world you helped create. It's a world built on greed and hate yet never forget that this life is and always will be what you make.
