Atheistic Jihad
My thoughts clot like blood vessels till' they pop
and out flows a non-stop rhyme, the kind dropped
by a cyclops given LSD eye-drops during MK ultra psy ops
then supplied chalk
cause' I talk
to spirits and they tell me to take a running start towards the edge of sanity and dive off
the truth is my only friend
my mind is my greatest enemy
in the end
cause' I have the tendency
to endlessly
suspend
my energy
in a vortex of enmity
which obscures the immensity
of what I comprehend
I'm misdirected,
imperfected
but introspective
and well-intellected
in a second
I can pick up a mic and drop it in the endless wreckage
I leave behind when I put in the essence
of MC and channel a rap through it that bends perception
and triggers your predilection
towards my poetic sessions
Cause' I'm a prophetic messang-er
who brings you hermetic lessons
I have four eyes, 8 chakras and seven senses
heaven sent and
I craft many majestic sentences
reminiscent
of semitic texts in
the depths of ancient temples which they have been left in
for many centuries, and found in the present tense when
they were dug up by Palestinian peasants
some people call me a Stalinist
because of my far left semi-Marxist politics
but that's a ball of shit
cause' when I look at some of the shit he did I'm appalled with it
I just want human progress, no greed and destruction
the collective ownership of the means of production
I believe it can function
cause' the seeds of corruption
can be seen, interrupted
indeed, we can snuff them
and succeed in adjusting
to a world that's free and abundant
