

There are but two sides in every human
Wishing, thinking and hoping
they are righteous
Forgetting,
We are meant to experience crisis
The duality in the 3D
Makes us this race, called humanity
So caught up in our materialistic egos
Forgetting our purpose,
denying our history
But it’s not a mystery
Creation wasn’t that long ago
Sinning can be so easy and tempting
Pray, repentance, our gods accepting
Or is he?
How does one know?
Every Bible.. I’ve tried dissecting
Opinions and versions are many
I myself, have more than twenty
Part of me wants to do, what is known as holy and right
The other part says life’s to short just live your life
Try everything once it’ll be alright ..
Tossing and turning in my thoughts
But god loves all ..
at least that’s what I was taught
Some books known as holy or sacred
Make the almighty creator seem wrath, filled with much hatred.
But maybe it’s the human
changing gods almighty words
Do they not think about what happens afterwords!?
Then the innocent souls
Are they just doomed for the hell hole?
What is the point of life then?
Is this a fabricated hallographic dream
Someone or something higher could be controlling us…
the physical earthly beings?
What happens when we die?
The not knowing scares me, no lie.
About the Creator
shallon gregerson
I conspire, create and love making my mind think



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