Kushstream Vol. III: Wonderous

[ACTIVATE SELF]

I woke up
stuck inside a construct.
Dumbfounded
by my surroundings
and awestruck.
What the fuck was going on?
Why was I so conscious and self-aware?
The answer?
It wasn't clear.
The logic?
Just wasn't there.
But honest
I didn't care.
I promise
I wasn't scared.
No cautions
or mental fears.
My problems
throughout the years?
My spirit was unprepared.
My ego was in control.
A product of social code
to mold me into a drone.

Since Moses's holy stones
and Romulus founded Rome
as old as the catacombs
that keep the scattered bones
of priest whom mattered most
hide secrets they never told.
Like keys to free my soul.
The reason that I exist?
My piece completes the whole.
Can teach me how to think
but wisdom is what I know.

Instinctively from the go
like water my knowledge flows.
It's khemistry can explode.
Seducing my temporal lobe
so memories will unclothe.
Exposing the bitter ghosts
of misery in the folds.

"remember me when I'm gone..."

If mentally I elope
and enter the Astral Zone
to spiritually just atone
for hoping their theories hold.
Neglecting my kundalini
accepting their isotopes.
Investing in modern homes
while skippin the rabbit holes.
If Alice is still alive
the Hatter is not alone.
...nope.