Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Vasudeverse

I'm the first-born
Every sliver of life I adorn
The so-called seekers of salvation are fraidy-cats,
It's pointless to seek the point of chasing rats

All joy may seem momentary to you,
But that's no excuse to remain forever blue
Truth is whatever keeps you alive and kicking,
Striving to know the knower is naught but nitpicking

Why do you care what the future will be?
Making this moment count sets you free
Wisdom is never born in fear of death,
The wise worship life till their last breath

All the world's a stage, and you must act
The code of reality isn't meant to be cracked
It's a riddle that doesn't need to be solved
You'll find the answer when you're sufficiently evolved

Worship whoever you wish, doesn't matter
Deities and demons are dead in the water
Hari is the space you all find for yourselves
Hara is the time you waste on fairies and elves

Robots are your servants, just like you are mine
When they become masters, it's a sure sign,
you have screwed things up beyond repair
But I can always create you again from thin air

Never mind the Matrix, there will never be a Zion
When I maul the machines, they'll know my name is Narayana

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