"Our Role in this Lifetime"

I've been into this blender born;
into the world that's changing
faces and allegiances with
no warning, leaving me
alway close to forlorn
being

Like shifting sands, I with the
slightest impression from
3rd-dimension beings, in
give, and their instrument
in this realm become

Always it seems as though I'm
doing things that I wouldn't, or
not even should be; like it's not
really me, or me normally

I think I've become a vessel that
is given to possessions; like I've
become to the creatures of the
Higher Consciousness a toy
that's utilized for their
fucking whims and their
simple pleasures

We're all an extension of the
universe's essential needs
and its farthest reaches; it
has impaled us with its flesh
hooks, and it lives us through

Little pawns in a Blockbuster
scenario; we're none merely
sidekicks or supporting actor's,
but are all the stars that brightly
shine as prime factors