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Liar, Liar Your Pants Are On Fire

Monkey

Liar, Liar Your Pants Are On Fire

I’m looking for truth;
I hate being manipulated;
When I meditate,
I discover who I am,
And what I really think.

Everything around me is a lie;
Every lie wants to be a part of me;
And take over my soul;
Each one manipulates me;
And tries to determine how I think.

Religion is a lie.
Nationality is lie.
They don’t exist;
They are made up by people;
And yet we are expected to fight to the death over them.

Money is not real;
Only numbers on a spreadsheet;
Yet because of it people starve to death;
Get sick and die;
Are homeless and live in poverty;
Whilst others accumulate everything.

We are expected to buy into everything;
The billionaire one percent,
Tell the millionaire politicians,
To tell us what to think and who to hate;
Are we really that stupid?

The corporate media tell us what to desire;
How we should look,
Who and what to hate;
And try to structure our thinking;
Keep moving, keep desiring;
DON’T STOP AND THINK!!!

The corporate film makers create universes,
Marvel, DC, Star Wars, the more lies the better;
DON’T LOOK AT REALITY!!!
DON’T LOOK AT THE NAKED EMPEROR!!!
THERE IS NO TRUTH!!!
Keep giving us your money…

Liar, liar, your pants are on fire;
Everything is burning;
Everything is impermanent;
We are all one – animate and inanimate;
There IS another way;

All you have to do is to be still;
Apply critical thinking;
See through the lies;
Find your true self;
And live from the inside out.

 

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