Be Change

Dropped the nonsense. Are you listening? Feel the on sets. Insides blistering. As my blood boils. The sounds of laughter out do the screaming. Peace becomes you.
With sweet passive acceptance. Pain is beautiful. I love this suffering. Over and over. They'll say It means nothing. Like being lied to. As if their hiding something. The power inside you.
As it terrifies them. As everything they misunderstand does. The unknown becomes your devil. To constantly torment. Belittle and disgrace you. Demanding your surrender. Whatever the cost.
Watch the masses. Give their souls up. Willingly to savage demons. For shallowness and greed. Wondering why they're being devoured. Questioning tormentors. Why even bother? As the numbers begin to dwindle. Lost humanity within the struggle. How many are aware? We're in a war. If we lose now. Our future's lost. Paused in denial. Brief understandings. The buzzing you're hearing. Are you breathing? When was the last time you blinked? Is your heart beating? I just can't stop questioning. The validity of this reality. Is this truer than dreams? The simple agreement of the majority. There are no constants. This is and always will be change. As they fight for everything to stay the same. Baffling the minds of those prepared for progress. Adding difficulty to an already difficult situation. Escape your ego. Become boundless. We are limitless. Untie your mind. As they sink into the past. Frozen forever in the used to be. This moment is perfect for everything. It can always become more. The never ending expanding energy that is yours. Don't accept that you're powerless. That's just what they want from you. A dumb easily manipulated zombified lump. To follow their perfect plans to rid the human race of all originality. As you look around. Do their faces beg for brains? Feed me recycled bullshit. Just might ease the pain. Begging you not to think. Please don't understand. Don't realize what's going on. You don't need to know. It's best to just keep repeating. As you love to do. Who was it that said repetition equaled insanity. Someone spinning in their grave. I don't want reality to become reruns. Ask yourself, Am I insane? As you relive another day. Prove you aren't. Be change.