Stealing Light Wars n da beginning

Exponentially bound by mirages that relay insinuations, prejudice is the ability to discriminate and focus to that which from self only wants to perceive,

By using our prejudice, I learned the hole reality, the hole dream. I learned how to behave in society a way from belief.

What not to believe, what is acceptable and not acceptable, when it is rare and when it is common,

All that knowledge, all those rules, all those summons.

A plan desk cream, discreet, avoiding all attention.

I did not steal the light, but it became my God’s give in.

When you went to church , you put your prejudice on what the preacher was telling you. It’s the same dynamic with Mama and Daddy, the lure to hook them from there prejudice.

Only to agree so you can leave the residence.

As a child I didn’t have the opportunity to live outside the dream,

Conditionally martyred inside a feen.

I  often rebel against them when my tendencies are lost in the best,

Assimilating horror as I bleed the cognitive dissonance,

I don’t blame the victim, I see the judgment,

Even years later I refine my culture,

How many years do we seek prejudice before choosing is a life to take,

Exposure to the sun, year, model, and make