walk home from work upon a street desert//
place the lock into the keyhole//
i behold, i sense something is re-written in the threshold//
i think "eyo, its nuttin yo," open doors the place is mess-thrown//
on the lights with caustious confusion, trip over the cat feeling lost and stupid//
wrestle my way to my stance, i fell again right over the same cat//
my brainwaves tell me thats illogical to human society self-being//
i ignore the fact that deja vu is feasting, so with haste i turn on my monitor tv screen//
the same shit, im awaiting my answers, impatient to decipher what sense is//
my senses fade relentless, i turn away with no fate and suddenly it just happens//
the moment iv being waiting for, an answer to explore the reason why we who we are//
i get sucked into the vision of the black screen//
all concentration remaining of the pixel-dotted words in green//
it states my ip, tells me of an extraction process quickly//
data files downloading from an unknown server, i grow nervous//
body sweat sticks my t-shirt, heat expanding further//
my posture slouchs, i feel weird like the first time of feeling of what aroused is//
suddenly screen blanks, my feet yanks impatient to see what happens next//
suddenly a name appears on the computer, lucifer//
types to me: "if ya ready to awaken from dreams, then follow procedure."//
i write back, "what exactly do i do"//
he types "warning, trace found, radio signals distorting, quickly, run, run before its.................."//
system corrupt, its shuts down, i feel the same feeling as i entered//
sweat on my forehead, i feel my presence is already foretold by reverends//
i hear noises, climbing closer i feel electromagnetic forces//
senses invents new images in my cortex//
im feeling like the world doesnt exist, only we prohabited to keep alive of something//
im feeling binary codes moving in silent mode across networks like telephone//
i lean back on my chair, i think "hold up something isnt right here"//
i glance down and it appears, im suspended in mid-air//
i speak "sin me holyone, iv broken the laws only much more severe"//
gravity is my friend, and im feeling its love, sexual contra with every breathe of its touch//
but still im annoyed, theres a pain in brain, wish blood would make it moist//
slowly i subtract the illusions of gravitational laws//
i drift 90 degrees forth with both feet on the floor//
and BLAM opens the door//
3 people dressed in blacks suits and nothing more//
there identical representation//
reassembles the imagery of egyptions, the 3 sphinx//
it came to me now, these are keyholders, the great kings//
they held guns in there hands, an evil posture, with an offensive stance//
the commensurately draw there weapons//
i turn on bullets dispersed running like camels in the desert//
my pain is extinguised, i feel in order to live i must take a dive//
into a roulliete of death of life//
i smash the windows, shards of glass drop before i drop on the yards stash//
face down on ground, i kiss the earths rich soil before i leave//
with them 3 agends behind me, the rest of my story i leave with your imagery........................................... ...........



feel free to drop ya views on what happens next to this boy (who is played in 1st perspective)