technomancer

The technomancers reprogrammed our brains,
Made us consumers of major brand names,
Altered our natures, rearranged out fates:
Black magic cast by the corporate state.
The new gods are enron, bp, shell and chevron.
The stars and planets circle wall street.
We’ve upset the balance of nature,
Now we’re dancing to a fucked up inhuman beat;
A rat-race through oil spills and dead zones
Box sine waves and mobile phones.
We’re living half lives,
Chaff for the combine. they experiment with our souls and steal our life times.
Reality has been hijacked.
We gotta take that shit back.
Liberate the mind from the things that bind,
Unroll your sublimated soul from storage.
Have faith, strength and take courage.
If we work together we can purge the scourge
That blows like locusts across the land, poison spread freely by sociopathic hands
That throw their polluting filth, uncaring where it lands.
Its as if an alien intelligence has infiltrated but with diligence
We can reconquer our flesh.
Take responsibility and rise to the test.
Remember that your mind is thine, And hold your boundaries.
This life is the furnace and the foundry.
Refine the lead mind To silver and gold.
Pour ourselves back into the mold That was forged by cosmic radiance
And solar radiation gradients and The crystallized intelligence of our home world mother earth.
View all the variables effecting us from before birth.
Now it’s time to learn
How to turn on and burn.
Rise through the sciences of spirituality,
Read between the lines and discern fallacy from reality.
Most man-made religion is fraud.
I don’t care what it’s called,
So don’t bog me down with the names you got for the thing some call god.
Is it science or spirituality?
They got us duped with duality, But still the cosmic cogs are grinding and refining
By the creator’s shining light, guiding
Evolution to new matter states. Psychic revolution at ever increasing rates.
See, matter is God, science is Allah Geology is Gaia and its all one, all the same, we’re made from that god stuff,
And it’s time to rebuff
Anyone who holds us back from experiencing our lives as anything or any way that is true to us, each individual.
We’ve got to take back our bodies, take back out souls.
Take back all of the things that make us whole.
We must open up to the true wealth, and
Take our power back off the shelf. Rise to this occasion and prove ourselves,
In big ways, in little ways, in tiny half insignificant ways. It’s up to us to reclaim reality. Create art in the streets. Reclaim the psychic undertone of our american reality. Self publish, self print, co-op with people who have five minutes to help. Many think they have no time to revolt. Get creative on delegation
This is a call to anarchists and artists to have fun with your lives!
Harm none and do as thou will