LJ Idol 11: Week 4: “My enemies are all too familiar. They're the ones who used to call me friend “

 

 

I Might Lose Some Friends Over This 

 

Took a DNA test

 

Turns out I’m one hundred percent 

a part of the proletariat 

 

That bitch

That bitter humanist

 

Ride or die Globalist 

 

With social anxiety disorder

 

 

I’ve always tried to keep it close to the chest 

 

Telling my whole life story without giving away my personal biases

 

It’s like how I’m watching creepy AF documentaries on the big screen TV in the family room

 

Whenever no one else is home

 

Getting a little boozy and blaming daylight saving

 

(In this time-line it’s apparently singular)
 

 

Anyway, what else was I going to say? 

 

Something about how in the end we all end up the same way 

 

Our bodies will decay

 

And the atmosphere will reclaim the dust particles we only ever were

 

These vessels of infinite outcomes

 

The cosmic search 

 

Final frontier 

 

“We are all made of stars”
 

 

And still a faith in some greater influence that is constantly course correcting the status quo

 

Who has a table set for us on an inter-dimensional plane 

 

So if we just shut up and obey in this existence 

 

We get to live the real, less shitty one, in the hereafter
 

 

After, After, After, always after

 

But this is now

 

This is here

 

Here, here, hear me

 

Hear me now

 

Hear ye, hear ye…in the common interests of humanity “I’ll scream and I’ll shout 

 

for the good things on earth that are on their way out 

 

They say I’m a fool to oppose things like these 

 

but I’m [just] going to continue to speak for the trees”
 

 

And I am not betting on being selected 

 

to dine with the “father” in the heaven dimension 

 

We’re at the peak of human evolution 

 

And I stand in my body 

 

Ready to say 

 

We build walls and check the locks against the wolves of our own hearts 

 

 

It’s like students ducking bullets

 

Or wondering how many poets have rhymed silence with violence

 

It’s a fear fueled fall from so much possibility 

 

Never forget that shaking hands is to signify you are unarmed

 

It’s like watching a doggo sleeping as the clocks in his timeline race faster than mine 

 

And try not to think too far ahead

 

I get it

 

But God isn’t dead, he never existed

 

All folklore is tradition 

 

 

It’s like seeing the Earth from a commercial airplane

 

All the burning red orange embers of light pollution

 

And still you are thinking "every moment is a miracle"

 

But my belief system could never depend on some parent figure in the sky 

 

Because I’ve been taking care of myself my whole forsaken life

 

Taken bad advice

 

 

The government still wants the money they loaned me to spend those 4 (and a half) years...

 
Invested in my future 

Instead it was a time spent
 

Building a false perception of myself

for the new friends who had my back until they didn’t

 

I guess a bright green light somewhere went off above my ssn somewhere 

 

After I was finally making a steady paycheck for more than a year

 

So much for upwards mobility 

 

And yeah it’s funny 

 

It’s so gosh darn funny 

 

That I could stand here and complain 

 

But don’t have the means to do a “god” damned thing

 

 

It’s like that feeling you get when you realized you’ve left your phone in another room

 

The simplest truth

 

If you cannot find it within you will never find it without

 

You can magnify, intensify experience 

 

But there is nothing you can partake of that will bestow talent

 

It must be a practice

 

Focused intent

 

 

It’s like how I hate the act of brushing my teeth because it’s messy and my gums always bleed

 

Or that one big secret you know

 

In any given moment you remember you know it and think about what would happen if you told

 

not to be hurtful or betray a trust

 

but just-

 

To imagine the ripple of chaos that small bit of information would create

 

Irrevocable change 

 

You think about it 

 

for about a minute 

 

And then you go back to forgetting you knew it