I need YOU to hear me
don’t fear me
just feel me
I need you to know what it’s like for me to be me
me being me
kinda like you being you
but are you?
do you even know how to be?
you see I see the face that you hold up for society
hiding behind layers of sameness
conformity
when inside your soul is screaming to get out of your shell
out of your everyday plain jane establishment hell
well it’s easy
you’re nothing but a vessel of being
turn your focus to extracting all your personal meaning
shed your brainwashing
it’s nothing but a poisonous skin
dig deep down to bring your essence out from within
you need to hold that shit up
for the whole world to see
and then and only then will you begin to be free
free from the tyranny of social prisons that we live in
the limits we impose on ourselves when trying to fit in
to a society that doesn’t quite want to understand
I’ll tell you right now, that it’s controlled by the man
with the gold hoarding hand
who doesn’t care about the suffering or pain in the land
he’s playing a game
and it’s not about winning or losing
his peons shape social thought patterns subliminally
to control what you’re doing
through well placed lies and deceptions that sound convincing enough
seem harmless enough
so there’s no point in looking them up
and finding out they just don’t measure up
to reality
so finally you see that the steadiness of your mentality
has a fundamental fatality
a lack of neutrality
you don’t need “normality” to keep up your vitality
just a sense of morality based on your own rationality
not the bigotry and brutality of the bourgeoisie
so please
reclaim your repressed sexuality and creativity
and ignore the masses
they see the world through comatose glasses
your own senses surpass that which has been spoon fed to their lazy minds
please leave mainstream newspapers, TV, pop magazines, and drugs behind
use objectivity to get your wayward head realigned
strive to find a joy of a rational kind
then and only then will you no longer be blind

then maybe you can find
your voice
…. it’s inside ….
and externalize your thoughts and feelings
your inner being
there is a rhyme to your reason
…. right now it’s your season

and despite what you believe
the ones who push you down have a fear
it becomes quite clear when you don’t adhere to their subtly programmed doubt
there’s this one thing they’d hoped you’d NEVER find out
and this is why I’m intervening
because you need to know
that you
are a creature of meaning

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Deceptively delicious... I'm shocked and appalled

So I’m sitting here today, chowing down on some coffeecake I purchased… and thinking “this doesn’t taste as good as normal… I wonder how much coffee they actually put in here”

Oh how misguided a soul I can be sometimes. In all the years I have been enjoying such devilish delights, I never in that time guessed that the very title of my beloved coffeecake was a lie. That’s right people…. there is no coffee in coffeecake.

What? I can’t be serious, right? Well, I’m very serious. I’m dead serious. I checked the ingredient list for the deceptive pastry only to find out that there isn’t one bean’s worth of coffee in the entire cake. Not one. Not even a grain.

It seems that coffeecake, like everything in life these days, has a marketing team behind the scenes, pulling the strings. The public relations industry no doubt spent a fortune shaping public opinion to believe that this simple bland pastry had something special inside. Instead, we’re left with nothing but deceit… sweet, sweet, bitter deceit. Lucky for us, the bitterness of deceit is masked by remarkable sweetness. It’s becoming evermore apparent that the propaganda machine is well oiled with syrup and shortening.

So how many others have been duped into believing the lie? How many people chow down on their coffeecake in the morning before work only to find themselves oddly sluggish throughout the day? How many migraine sufferers have endured hours of needless agony because nature’s wonder-drug was unknowingly absent from their emergency pastry?

Well, like every disappointment in life, there’s no real way to quantify the damage done. Sufficed to say: Dorothy had it right… beware the baker behind the curtain. Don’t take everything at face value. What you don’t see can indeed harm you. A rose by any other name may just be a rose… but that rose might stab you in the back faster than you can gulp down your espresso. It might steal your girlfriend and run away to guam. It might actually be coffeecake in disguise. Coffeecake, without the coffee.

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