Absence

As the orchestra plays it’s song
your absence is in every note
your absence is in every tone
You’ve become the music
Something I can’t touch
The music is the memory
Of you being here with me
And it hurts.
You were so small
And the biggest thing in my life
Now your absence follows me
I am not the same.
I cannot carry this burden
But I will not let you go
Your absence is all I have left to hold

Sledgehammer

I merged and became one with the walls
I heard it all.
As
they
put
their
hunting
trophies
on the wall
Little did they know
I heard and
felt it all
If these walls could
talk
You’d have a shock
I can hear the clock
Tick, tock
Time is running
Running nowhere
Tick tock
Gotta be somewhere
Time is locked
You won’t know
Till the aftershock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Backwards in reality
Forwards in make-belief
I merged and became
one with the walls
Not a wallflower
But a nail in the hall
Hammer, hammer
Oh how
ghosts
in time
stagger
Clamour, clamour
Hear their cries
Sledgehammer

Alien take over

Hello, fellow followers, I’m… Currently in deep sh….

Shit… They’re here…

Fuck….

Ahhhhhhhhhhh

Hel….

Fuzzy

Greetings Earthlings!
This is an announcement from planet Mammaroon.

Language is the matrix to which you are all plugged in.

It is not just in the media you choose to feast upon, it is in the very language you speak.
Every utterance of every word is power and words work via nature to nurture.

It is not so much as ‘language is unnatural’ but that the nature of language can change you.

You can come up with all the theories you like about reality itself.

But never, EVER assume you have escaped the matrix.

For language is the creator of the matrix you are in.

Do you believe you have the utter truth? Do you believe you’ve ‘unplugged’ from the matrix and you see the world for what it is?

How can that be so, unless you are silent?

How can that be so, unless you are silent of thought? 

To unplug from the matrix you need to remove language so that there is nothing to frame reality in.

Once you put a frame on it, it’s only a reflection of your mind and thus becomes art and nothing more and nothing less.

Mammaroon ministries preaching the truth.

Mammaroon ministries preaching truth since BE (before earth) and AE (After earth) into the beyond. ©

 


I don’t need no phd

I’ll wash my brain in conspiracy

I’ll say you washed yours in mediocrity

drinking in all that mainstream

lather up and repeat

we’ll divide ourselves

“I am right you are wrong” I shall say with smug glee

Though i’ve Never studied any of these fucking things

But I know better than thee

what do you mean you have a phd

in virology?

I’ve just told you

it’s the fucking 5G

Turn it off and we’ll all be free.

I don’t need a phd

to see that you’re all lying fucking  sheep

And I know best

i’ve got All the worlds secrets

cause i’m So fucking intelligent

everyone is wrong

I don’t need no fucking phd!

 

Rain

My emptiness is full tonight
As the sun sets just out of sight
I picture you coming home
But it’s too late

No time for goodbyes
Gone in the blink of an eye
And the sky doesn’t care
Cause the clouds aren’t here
Raining like it ought to be

Heavy breath full of empty
It’s hard to breathe
When you can see
The world is continuing
Without you

And my world is nothing
Cause it revolved around you

I want the rain
Raining over me
Dilute these tears
Before I disintegrate
I want the rain
Let it rain over me

It’s not raining like it ought to be