What have we Become

Genocide in Africa
A million die but we don't seem to care
What have we become?

We turn our backs on Tutsis tribes
Haven't we learnt from past experience
What have we become?

Militant extremists
Control the bomb two years to oblivion
What have we become?

Now we're faced with terrorists
Armed with 90B stealth submarines
What have we become?

Subs Capable of carrying
16 sea to land missiles they've won
What have we become?

New York City and Washington
Become the primary target for the bomb
What have we become?

Taliban and Al Qaeda
Believe God ordered them to build the bomb
What have they become?

16 nuclear war heads
Coming soon to a shore line near you
Maybe we should run!

If we cannot face, our slow march to oblivion
The mushroom clouds will rise again
Can we learn from experience
To avoid this fear and suffering

I want world piece and so do you
If we ignore we can't be moved
To face the threat of violence
To us and our environment

Two years to oblivion
Two more years


Stealth

The first rule
See without being seen
Second rule
Know your quarry don't let it know you

Disease, disease
Everything they know about you
Disease, disease
To serve you better
Disease, disease
Targeting their advertising
Disease, disease
To serve themselves

You will follow me tomorrow
Will you borrow everything I own
I defend my right to privacy
Did you expect me to reject
All your perfect market research
How much do we really know about you


Hacking Humanity

Sometimes I feel like we're all being used and or hacked
A feeling of intellect speaking through me watch your back
This experience lead me to some kind of truth
An intimacy with non-local consciousness
Anonymous

Are these realities internal external maps
I'm prone to think that being conscious is all that we lack
For example I have a strong phobia
A fear of the large and the infinitely small
Internal

There is a state to this point and we call it No-Form
A concept free zone with an all encompassing void
Well, do we embrace what "they" only know
Or do we endeavor to find our own way home
The unknown

External shocks have been known to trigger self awareness
Awakening the internal Central Nervous System

I attribute qualities to people and places and circumstances surrounding me, envelope me
Then I believe these qualities that I'm projecting are simple objective realities, banalities


Nothing is Real

The nature of reality, you see
Perceive and you will be set free, to be
The one believer to conceive, and leave
This dream of consciousness received, believed

You believe in God and it shall be
You believe in fate and it shall be
You believe that Martians walk the earth
You believe in soul and it shall be
You believe in hell and it shall be
You create your own reality

Everything is possible nothing is real

This pill can cure do not doubt, without
Your trust this treatment can not heal, for real
Have faith and do not disbelieve, retrieve
Your trust and all will be revealed, concealed

You believe the stars and it shall be
You believe the cards and it shall be
You believe in life beyond the grave
You believe the witch and it shall be
You believe the trance and it shall be
You create your own reality

We open doors within our minds, we fame
Our insight to the way things are, we bar
The real perception of events, the aim
Of lessons in life gone unlearnt, unheard


User Name & Pass Word

Millions of people all over the world
While working, shopping, surfing online
The internet sustained a crippling
Denial of service attack

The thirteen root servers were bombarded by
Millions of bogus info requests
Overwhelming them with data constantly
Until the system failed

This coordinated attack took place
Perhaps coincidence perhaps not
One month after U.S. security
Tried to secure Cyberspace

The National Strategy exposes growing tension
Between the nature of the net
And the will to govern and to regulate the
Architecture of the net

Free from control
Cyber utopia

Black, the truth, encrypted, in the protocol
When you log on, you'll lose, your freedom and your
Right to chose, what you, would view and what you
Send to me, will be, studied and scrutinized to death . . . death . . . death


All According to Plan

Global corporations
And the government elite
Both have a great incentive
To encourage violence

And the chaos that it sponsors
Becomes the driving force
Of war and occupation
To profit from the poor

What makes the system work?
Societal disorder
What makes this system work?
Political confusion
What makes this system fail?
The search for piece and conformity
What makes this system fail?
Obedience and submission

If Iraq's in disarray
This is where the US wants them
Incompetent, deliberate
The disorder here has been planned

We profit from the poor
We profit from the war
We profit and we know it's
All according to plan


To Bridge the Void

Too many people feel that their belief
System is the right one and are closed minded
It's easier to let someone else do their thinking
For them than to analyze the facts for themselves

You . . . Belong to something old
Belong to something cold
You're the chairman of the board of the
Flat earth society

Imagine a loving father who would
Banish his own child to an eternity
Of torment for seeking the truth
And drawing the wrong conclusion

You've . . . Been fed a bunch of lies
But now you need to tie
The strands to make a common thread
And bridge the void within your head

The proper knowledge yield the proper interpretation, phenomenon


Weapons of Mass Distraction

No hearth for the raging fire
No braces to fix my crooked teeth
No dam to hold the water back

No anchor against the storm
No breath for the drowning sailor
No place to rest my weary head

No peace for the heinous man
No angle to lead you to freedom
No salvation for those who walk the line

No food for the starving mind
No info for those who seek to know
No enlightenment for the misinformed

No lamp to light the dark
No fuel for the fire to burn
No desire to learn the awful truth

No truth from our politicians
No aid for the starving millions
No light for the ones kept in the dark

No Piece for the warring factions
No yes for the people who say no
No regrets if you strive to win

No God for the atheist
No religion if you don't have faith
No one knows if God exists or not

No death if you live
No life when you're in your grave
No heaven, no hell, no love, no hate

We, watch you, watch me, to watch the scene
We help, you help, them help, us with the answers that we seek
You know, they know, your information
When, you lie, they lie, to cover up the trail left behind
The intertwining mystery left behind


Nostalgia

Can a truce be swapped, who will body count, who will check opinion polls
Not the kind of terrorist who had a clear demand to make
Keeps no tallies of, the bloody massacres, malicious foes have no demands
Bin Laden's style of terror is random holy injustice

The shift of emphasis, from apocalypse to compromise a leap of faith
That some have wondered if this is al-quaida or just another fake
Political drive, or ideology, a compromise will cause the most
Amount of stress to US government and military

The offer of freedom, from attack exchanged for withdrawal from Iraq
Any hint of compromise would lead to government blackmail
Subtle and intelligent psychopaths claiming minds as well as lives
Al-Quaida has always been a chameleon organization

Faced with possibilities of sensitive terror
And Al-Quaida apparently open to a compromise
Western leaders may experience nostalgia
And fondly recall terror when the killing was sublime

You can send soldiers to patrol the airports
But you can't send troops to police the
Populations inner resolve
Can you hear him whispering in your ear?


The Bitter Truth

The Turin Shroud is often considered
The longest running hoax in history
Carbon dating tests that dated
The Shroud to be at more than a 1000 years A.D.

The Catholic Church accepts the finding
Scientists have proved the Shroud a fake
The experts now are saying
Pieces taken were flawed the results are wrong

Ancient city fossilized microbe
A blurry image of Cydonia
Raises questions of our origin
And the profound religious suggestions

Pre dawn images unveil
A reflective geometrical surface
This in turn leads to the question
Just what makes this structure reflect light?

Do we think the earth is flat
Do we consider vampires in the night
Do we think there's life on Mars
Hear the Angels sing they Harmonies

Which side of the dispute
Will light your winding path to the bitter truth
And which will lead you to slander and despair

Turn the key, open doors, look inside , learn the truth