THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[theMuzzl3]

Bob Dobbs never said a word.
You assumed reality is what it is.
The throbbing head is affected by the pipe,
in which you are a part of the "being smoked" part of.
Apart from that, consciousness slips into a void:
separated from your soul, you begin to view things normally.
A part of a structured whole, you know that it is anarchy,
surrounded by one white lie that is black.
Your cursor blinks,
you wake up…
only to find that shit's been stirred up.
Always a center point, you know it comes back.
You reluctantly give what you have taken,
and what has been taken from you.
Then, the mirror explodes.
You don't know what you see,
until you realize you see nothing.
Suddenly, you feel extremely comfortable.
Sustainable realities become a norm for you, once again…
and then you are reborn, with a fresh mind.
And, you stir shit up again and again,
only to have it reflected back (repeatedly).
Stir your spoon into the bowl and cause a reaction,
or go with the flow and let things pass you by without disrupting the force of
ongoing momentum.
The Church of the SubGenius recognizes you.