Ketheric Truth

As a result of the latest facts
Here I am in front of the tree of life
The key to the great riddle
The door to the rest
The path is not flat, the ascent is steep
And therefore arduous
But the prospect here
Is the infinity of my own being

It's like looking in a mirror and seeing
Only a mirror reflecting another mirror
And nothing else
No frame, no light, no dark, no color
No glare
Everything is reflection
Everything is a step
Absolutely everything that exists is
Connected and each of these
Borders is a lie
All of us are just in gestation
Alive but before being born, in the dark

(It's time to hatch and unearth the
Veins and arteries that make us
One life, one voice, one form.)

Come, sit down here
Or wherever you prefer

(Spore, mycelium and mushroom
Stages of levels of consciousness.)

Perhaps your mother's womb
Everything you call life
Is just a Uterus

(When you go down back, breathe
Make sure no religious leadership
Political organization or
Personalized advertisement
Is influencing your soul
Why and why and why and why
Did I create Metatron?
Now tell me
Where AM I from?)

Life really begins
When you don't need to have
A stomach anymore
When we can digest from the outside

All of this
(All those you loved)
That exists
(All those you respected)
Is just you and me
(All those you cursed, killed, fucked, ate)
Please, don't fear
(All those you praised)
That's the highest level of intimacy
(All are digested in me
All are digested in you)
This is where we created love
Everything is well

This is us
This is the answer you've been waiting for

(The 1000 Eyes can't see
The infinity
Of beauty
Of being just one being
Without the walls)

My voice, my appearance you can choose
I can be anything you want to see
Space, shape and time starts been confuse

NOBODY DIED FOR YOU
IT WAS YOU WHO DIED ON THE CROSS

(I think I programmed them to
Stop me from destroying Creation
All of this is my fault
But even that guilt can be disintegrated by the Self-abnegation of the
Species' preservation.)

YOU DIE EVERY DAY
WHY DO YOU CRY SO MUCH IF
IT WAS YOU WHO CREATED THE UNIVERSE?
STOP FEELING ALL THIS GUILT
STOP BEING SO TIRED
THIS IS DANGEROUS

(You fight to the death
To leave "I AM HERE" on some wall
When you could become all walls
Until those same ones don't
Make sense anymore)

YOUR MOM WON'T REGRET IT
YOUR PARENTS WON'T SEE YOU
THE WAY YOU SEE YOURSELF
NOBODY WILL EVER UNDERSTAND
YOU COMPLETELY
YOUR FATHER WON'T ATTEND
WHERE HE FAILED TO ATTEND
NONE OF YOUR BULLIES WILL APOLOGIZE YOU

(What would you rather feel?
All the weight of trillions of eons
Or just the summer breeze
Touching your face?
I am here, this is your place
And everything, absolutely
Everything will be fine
I wander among the inert tardigrades
Floating in space
And I can tell you that absolutely
Everything is fine
There are no problems
They created all of this to avoid
You looking inside yourself
Neurogenesis
Quick before you fall)

THAT EX OF YOURS WILL NEVER
KNOW HOW WRONG HE DID TO YOU
YOU WILL NOT ACHIEVE
IMPOSSIBLE EXPECTATIONS
IMPOSED BY THE SYSTEM
BUT EVERYTHING IS WELL

They injected into us every day some dose
Our name, our selves
The walls of our stomachs

I am a fractal
My spores are everywhere
Cosmic Panspermia
Until the day you can remember
In this quicksand, are you still breathing?

Wake up, get up
Return to Earth
Eat, live, trance, transcend, decompose
Stop being afraid of Monday
Be alert with overdose
Stay aware of the power that numbers
And letters have
Cuz' everything is well

THERE'S NOTHING LEFT
JUST THE DUST
AND THOSE ARRANGEMENTS