Mick Burr
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Welcome to Mick Burr.

 

 

 

 

Welcome to mickburr.com the official home of the RWO where we say, "Bow down to King Jesus who is the king of kings and lord of lords  to all who oppose us." s

 

                                     The Window of Magnetism

 

                                                         by

                                                  David    Burr

 

    picture yourself in the polar rain,

 

    You were raised high above the magnetic field and plain.

 

    Tick tock goes the clock on the wall,

 

    As you feel your insecurity fall.

 

    Your collective consciousness you try to fix,

 

     As you try to weed out the mental toothpicks. 

 

     Your objective should become quite clear,

 

     As you watch the antipsychy obliterated in the magnetosphere.

 

      You feel tied down with a ball and chain,

 

      You look at your money and feel like there are billions to gain.

 

      As you fire back in a drunken rage,

 

      You take a gander at the educated man's page.

 

      As you dig yourself out of the mire and the clay,

 

      you figure out how you are going to make your ego pay.

 

      As you pull up in center stage and make your victorys bid,

 

      You prepare to introduce yourself to Macheo the anciant ID.

 

      As you try to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat,

 

     You live vicariously from through your masters anciant seat.

 

     

As you try to grasp clearly his wisdom,

 

      You try to solve the pieces of his ancient system.

 

      As you try to fly above the sky,

 

      You wish you had never wanted to die.

 

      As you try to find the audacity,

 

      To ask your neighbor why you lost your perspicacity.

 

      As your insecurities have been banished,

 

      As you realize you have to come around again,

 

      I am sorry to say the universe is telling you, "It's the end."

 

                                         the end    

        

Where to Find Us:

                                      The Mind of Vermin

 

                                            by

 

                                        David Burr

 

 

  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.

 

                                    The end

 

 

 

                                  

Mick Burr
4518 selma st

sarasota, FL 34232


Phone: +1 941 3775733

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