Th Mystical Box of the 4th Dimension
Deep within the confines of the fourth dimension,
There was a box with mysteries that we can not mention.
Inside that box you feel numb,
As you try to ponder your own existance,
Within the confines of the spacetime continueum.
There is a clock filled with power,
As it counts down every hour.
And that day that wish you had gone outside to play,
You decided to think outside the box that day.
As you ponder the mysteries that live within,
As you lift off the veil of reality with a crane,
You open up the door to the abyss,
Then you spot a jar full of rage as you clench your fist.
As you decide to flicker your arms back and forth furiously,
You ponder the glory of reality.
As you pace back and forth,
You realize that you are at your wit end,
To men of low esteem you must condescend.
As the fabric of the box begins to divide,
You go to the fourth dimension and jump inside.
As you slip on some grease,
You realize that you ave written a great masterpiece.
As you shout with pride and glee,
You have found the way to peace and harmony.
As you come to your great conclusion,
you realize that you ave created for yourself,
an intellectualized self delusion.
As you brothers Para and Dox,
You have successfully climbed yourself out of the mystery box.
The Mind of Vermin
Deep within the shadowy pit,
There lived a mans ID and his IT.
There was a clock on the wall that went tick tock
The hands would go back and forth,
To the south and to the north.
There was a man inside this pit,
Who swallowed a poisonous toad,
and burst in to a fit.
Outside the pit there was a child,
Who was a boy of great wisdom in the wild.
The boy looked around and tried to run and hide,
He looked inside himself,
And no one could compare,
The reasons why he found lots of snakes and bats in there.
The boy found a guy who took three hikes,
He asked the man why he was standing over a chasm of spikes.
The man nodded and then replied,
"I am your path to redemption,
I will protect you from self-deception.
For I look at you and not Strong Thurmon,
I will protect you from a mind of vermin.
For you look down and here is your master plan,
You are nothing but a boy but thanks to me you will become a man.
You have lots of rage inside of you and have clenched your fist,
But I will help you get in touch with the supreme collective conciousness.
Right now you have the mind of Darth Vador,
But I will help you get in touch with the Creator.
You will come back and sit for a while 'cause at least you are learning,
You will find the Pharoh who keeps the world turning,
For, it is burning in the heart of his pet Persian.
For I have come all this way to protect you from thr mind of a vermin.
And here is my master plan,
With the Creator's help, you are a boy who will become a man.
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