Looking for Neitzche

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

It’s all just lies and talking

No handle on history

I’ll take what they give me

Spoon fed to believe that it’s all just conspiracy

Torched to the ground

A lineage we will never know

Ancestors in the blood 

Lost down the hall

Zaruthustra we miss you.

 

Who controls the future 

Hides an unknown reality

Teachers talk of moments 

Points without purpose 

Distracted actions

Managed by a system

Of slave owners evolved

Driving my car off the point of my skull

Belief is the enemy 

It’s time for a new revolution


Submitted: July 17, 2020

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Criss Sole

"Managed by a system." Oh.... so very true.
Great poem James!

Sat, July 18th, 2020 3:28pm

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Thanks. I will I hope to be involved in a new age revolution but often fear that I wouldn’t have the guts. It’s like if the zombie apocalypse actually did happen what could I do really? I can’t run away from any of them. Likely I be the first to die. So in the same sense if things really started getting heavy and “woke” as they say I probably would not do much to be involved. A spectator at best. Watching this world go up in flames around me while I sit and watch movies.

Sat, July 18th, 2020 10:03am

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