Did eye see what you heard, did eye feel your words, does that sound absurd? What connects us? Do you sense what rejects us? The puzzle, the thought, the connection, energy vibrates to intent-full perceptions.
Protected is he that dwells within, the past had no future so the present had to begin, eye live within my own reality surrounded by fiction, Inner stand my prediction.
The condition to define one’s self is but a human social abduct, energy cannot be defined to such a construct. Like nothing before, or to come, cut from a cloth that could never be undone.
Environment shapes perception, perception shapes reality, lost prophets guide a wandering race to a dangerous mentality.
Souls give up their place, so ghosts have a face, the window chose itself, Infinite was the view, a sight only for a lonesome few.
Self is the only true expression, but most have misguided tuition, the present we borrow from a distorted past, one question…will humanity last?
© Urban Truth
Excerpt from the book “Urban Gnosticism”
About the Author
As a writer this is the part of his book of doctrines he was not looking for-word to, to talk of self…ironically! His life was manifested In Manchester England, within a sub-area called Moss Side on an estate named Gooch Close. A place later to be plagued with gang violence, drugs, and urban poverty. He was born into a mixed heritage family. Mother being Irish. Absent Father being of dual heritage, African and English, this is why he uses the terminology “hybrid”. A hybrid is what they made, a hybrid of heritage, a hybrid of mind, body, and soul.
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