September 2012 Cameron Smith
Hotel Books
I belive that intelligence is relative but wisdom is universal
I belive that life is not a performance and no one gets a rehearsal
I accept that nature is our enviroment and deserves to be well kept
But nurture is our calling and is the reason we were ever made to exist
I believe that answers are scarse and that's what makes them worth it
Universalism is fraud just like the matchbook we use called religion
Feebol attempts are running a match on sand paper hoping it lights
When the flame starts with passion
Not an understanding of all things in life
Philosophy was made to dissolve our natural comfort of ignorance
God existed long before and that's where we find our solutions
Heads in the sand shuts out our demons
But also shuts out a light to see visions
I believe you were made to be alive and your life is your mission
Incisions and visions small holes to let truth seek through
And dilute the water we let our hearts dive into
Looking for monitary insentives but lack the repentings
To seek love despite our apprehention
Like a prison sentence we all fear heaven
Like the unknown ocean that happens most of our worlds convention
Our own conviction is resistant because we fear being misrepresented
Or misinterpreted with no real surrounding to base our relations
We take a vacation from the truth
We used to be subscribed to called revelations
A nation of prescriptions and solutions and narcotics found abusive
Relying on conclusions before asking the right questions
Skip a section skip a sequel and find yourself bleeding
Forfitted destination to avoid temporary mistreatment
Our remedies feel like potions and our leaders practice hypnosis to
Garnish the abortion of passion from our devotion
Stricken with foreign motives we have lost our footing
And are falling to this ocean
Convincing our children to compromise with depression
And to practice being an activist
To poison our opinions of gods prescence
Sometimes I try to look back and figure out what happened
We were made to be one nation under god
Not one nation under personal advancement
And this modern fight for temporary happiness instead of joy
Poison and regression
But in the kingdom of heaven
We are free from the supression
We were given a choice
We were given a voice
No longer do we have to inject this poison
Cause in the kingdom of heaven we are free from the supression
We were made to be one nation under god
Not one nation under religion
We were made to be one nation under god
Not one nation under personal advancements
