Erasure

Erase all the things

That you do not know

To be absolutely true

Erase all the things

That you do not know

To be absolutely false

Erase all the things

That you do not

Believe to be true

Erase all the things

That you do not

Believe to be false

Now that your brain

Is empty and your

Mind mindful

It is time to write

Your self as your own creation

Not society’s indoctrination

Start now instead of

Waiting for reincarnation



(Where this should have stopped)



Going another go around

With unconscious parents

Likewise society at large

Who willy-nilly opened the door

To uninvited intruders into

This diabolical dense dimension

Unwittingly passing down

Stockholm syndrome as its

Disease of distraction

Which starts immediately

With symptoms of consumption

Followed by faux faiths

Held in homogenized homes

That absolutely screams

Towards no individuality

Just replaceable cogs

In the malignant machine

Of birth consume death

Expediting eternal entropy

Where its only cure is

Erasure



“Signs Signs

//

Do this
Don’t do that
Can’t you read the signs”

– Five Man Electric Band


Excepts from Rush’s “2112”

We’ve taken care of everything
The words you read, the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes
It’s one for all and all for one
We work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why

//

I wandered home through the silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream can’t you show me the light?

I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes

They left the planet long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong

Home to tear the Temples down…
Home to change!”

//

(Otherwise)

“The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams…

Just think of what my life might be
In a world like I have seen!
I don’t think I can carry on
Carry on this cold and empty life

My spirits are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood…
…Spills over…

[VII. The Grand Finale]

Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation

We have assumed control
We have assumed control
We have assumed control”

– Rush

“2112”