Poem: Belittling, Ultimately.
We came to believe a power greater than ourselves could relieve our insanity / Such is the power of our insanity, perpetuating suggestions to keep it in place.
The ritual of worship is to organise fear and coordinate an attack on ourselves / Such is worship, the tool of frustration, let the mind divide and/or conquer itself.
We came to believe in ourselve…
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