Its very important to me that people understand what I'm trying to say. Please, read my poem and tell me what feeling you recieve, and what message you get from the poem.
The Birth of a God
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A smaller strain of consciousness forms my galaxies
Varied sentience, synergisic in me
The guise of self is cancer causing disunity
Spatial bodies, microcosms repeat
Our source of life evolving over time to get through
Double helix, whispered secrets in you
Those paranoid and predatory veiling the truth
Mind controlling, and distracting on cue
Another hidden presence communicating in dreams
Conscience crying, ego dying in me
A timeless influence from Nod is piercing through sleep
The overmind, underlying all things.
Some crucial mysteries maintained outwardly unpursued
Space is yawning, spawning questions in you
The ruling hand of sheperds weeding out the confused
Inquisition, the imposition we choose
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