the m-e-r-c-u-r-y consulting star guides a search of far and wide brought back to where the heart lies, symbolic language journeying deep into the archives, and transformed to wave-files stored up on a hard drive

yo-pass me the walking cane, im off to gain a lot of ground, no stopping now, the bird that guided me they shot it down, and now im solitary, falling very quick down the halls of scary-ness, this fears a program they installed carefully, and now my standpoints mechanized like an android, another truth man's destroyed, a circumstance he cant avoid, suppressed epistemology, it's a policy, 6 billion misperceptions undermining equality, so do what I do , take a sledge hammer to that wide view to which your eyes are glued, were being lied to, its beautiful fibs or ugly facts, the path must be mapped, why man strays, forgive him father, he knows not what he lacks, in ignorance he's forced to step towards the pressure, where war affects the scene between the orga and the mecha, weapons pourin in your sector, the more the better, swords and scepters, computer chips and genes, futuristic thieves slidin past the airports detectors, one may not record this lecture, with poor receptors, don't be shocked when I flow its only agua, good knowing doctor, genuine bodhisattva, pity and compassion for a fake phony imposter, I wont assault him cuz that voice in my head told me not ta' and why suffer, id rather free the mind from clutter, and cultivate keep it sharp like a diamond cutter, all the strength I can muster, a noble mission, in lotus position, in silence where no one listens ...