Impressions On Me (Indigo Poem)
Impressions Upon Me (Indigo Poetry)
The forbidden calls out to me,
Urging me to explore where some may not tread,
When I lay in my bed,
Choas whispers to me,
Inviting me to lay with its temptation,
Diverge my mentalities from this generation,
Generating a strength that comes for exploring what others fear,
Others clearly don't crave to know the hidden secrets,
Diving off the cliff of social sanity,
Inviting within your path self and transformational calamity,
Swimming past the surface,
Touching the pit where the sand was originally,
I feel so seperated and powerful individually,
So when sense the others,
Our eyes link like a chain from them to me,
For I'm bonded by my desires and ambitions,
Directing my instinct to destroy at something,
At something that will feed my love for piercing through blatant deception,
Long ago rebuked my claims of depression,
Now Eye and I and Him aim for impression,
Depressing my pressure into you through my claim to expression,
For I've learned my lesson with trying please the minds of demons that feeds from ignorance,
Bleeds and cling to the "morally" innocence,
In a sense,
I've learned to do things my own way,
Say what I need to say,
Lay with whom I want to lay,
Choose because I want to choose,
Why don't you choose?
Are you confused?
Because I choose by being chosen,
A birthright when die of this and resurrect in the new,
You knew and I knew we were anointed when stepped from the womb,
Wait which womb?
The imagination,
The playground of mages that stages what we want to bring into existence,
The Image of our truth that persisted throughout our youth,
But some don't remember,
Why don't you remember?
Why don't you remember?
Forgetting your membership to the ark of activation,
Why aren't you activated?
Why are you inactive and mentally invaded?
Why aren't you saving yourself Christ?
Why aren't acting innocent Anointed?
What makes you so idle?
Become prey like isreal in the bible?
Oops,
Did I go too far?
Or did you forget who you are?
And no amount of traveling with get you far enough from your power,
Get you far enough from the hour of revelation,
The building of a new nation Eye tells me are Ethereans,
Will you join up?
However,
There's no slots available for the weak,
Make your choice,
Oops,
You already did.
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