The only home we have
But seem to think we have another
When the truth comes out
And oh brother
How many will be able
To handle what has always been real
Going through falsehoods and ordeals
That will explode right in our faces
Waking us up quickly
From the stasis
We have been placed in
And from where we began
Being taught and living in
Such falsified trends
One plane we live on
And not planet
Some will do fine with this
And others won't be able
To withstand it
No other planets or homes
Because we cannot get pass the dome
Need to wake everyone up
From this science fiction zone
Cooked up in this so called
Realism and living within a prism
It has been circumcision
Of the mind
For one day we will find
And when the time comes
Hope must will succumb
To the absolute truth
Of your real home
To leave alone that which you've learned
Undo it all
And put it behind you
It has been too long
That you've been away from the truth
Lied to from birth
About your real home
That we call Earth
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The Atmospheric Matrix
PoetryThis is a book that I have wanted to do for sometime now, and it is concerning our world as it truly is and not as we were taught it to be. We live, abide, and reside on a flat stationery Earth and always have since the beginning of creation. A geoc...
