Cost of Freedom

What course do you take,
Upon entering your door,
Shadows cast a Devil's Tale!
On your wicked soul.

We all fall like demons from heaven,
Every last one of us is spurious serpent spawn,
Know that death strikes twice before midnight.

New Moons.
Starless skies.
Black mirror ponds.
Cold Koi fish splash.
Time is forever out of sync.

Sands slide through hourglasses,
One stands ten minutes pass,
One hourglass has got a minute to go,
One hourglass got three minutes to insanity.
The cost needed to reach tomorrow,
I cannot know.

Voiceless in the wilderness.
Blueish moons.
Blackish flowers.
Clowns hold tight to nightly horrors.

Dreams of sex,
Men and women no more.
A clone of myself,
A fraction of a fraction, so endless...

Lust of the dance.
Twill on the floor.
Little girl say foolish gibberish nonsense.
While men run screaming,
For the open door.

Plans are not set.
People aren't willing to explain themselves,
To the Woke Soldiers of Social Justice.

The only real trust is knowing,
That WE will all die completely on their sword.
To the END of individualism.
To their hilt that WE will waste away on.

I see a pattern of light that frames the edges.
What wasn't mentioned,
Isn't able to be adored.

Sounds bound from one hollow plane to the next
Emptiness is one grand old score.

Death was a sweet child.
And dream is magic, much like lightning.
A flash of something,
Fast and freighting.
I hold tight to all that's happening.
Oneness of God.

All things are one.
All things are one.
All things are one.
All things are one.
All things are one.
All things are one.

Connected to the light and darkness,
All bits add up.
Each pixel to pixel,
One drop in the ocean,
One ice cube in the drink,
One thought equals two,
It is how WE think.

I leap from subject to subject.
Back to back I read these many books,
Website to website,
Never to be complete.
Songs so multitudinous,
But only compose of a few notes.

By, God, the thunder of TRUTH is madness,
It doesn't really MATTER who it is you quote.