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Extinction is glaring: the humans demise

What humans think
humans create,
humans save yourselves.

What humans think
humans create,
humans save yourselves.

What humans think
humans create,
humans save yourselves.

  What humans think
       humans create.

               What humans think
                   humans create.

                      What humans think
                          humans create.

The alien in the starfields
looked down on earth
and came to see if
we experienced a rebirth.
The humans said:
"Life's a real bitch,
Life's just a test
Life's a simulation
Life will make you real stressed."

               What humans think
                  Humans create.

"Don't look so disappointed,
that's just life son."
The ancient ancestors scream.

The confusion and the emptiness
fills the air with an unstable ambience,
as the aliens observe
 the hominids mess..

               What humans think
                 humans create.
                
                   What humans think
                     humans create.
  
                        What humans think
                         humans create.

Humans want love
Humans want hate
Humans want amusement
Humans just hallucinate.

What humans think
humans create.

Humans want change
Humans want money
Humans want thrills
Humans "medicate" to feel funny.

What humans think
humans create.

      What humans think
         humans create.

"Don't feel so psychotic,
It's all just for fun."
The sacred shamans whispered.

The paranoia and the anger
fills the air as emptiness lingering
and the aliens observe
 our helplessness..


What humans think
         humans create.

What humans think
         humans create.

What humans think
         humans create.

Humans want unity
Humans want division
Humans want war
Humans need that psychedelic incision.

What humans think
         humans create.

What humans think
         humans create.

Humans want answers
Humans want control
Humans want attention
Humans want a soul..
Humans want violence
Humans want peace
Humans want power
Humans want freedom..

-

The alien landed back in a forest of green  
and it reminisced on life in the machine  
in time.  
Flashes of fading visions shot across the skyline.  

The alien looked back on its dreams  
and it thought to itself,  
             this existence is an enigma,  
                  the universe is deep.  
  
It disguised itself once more as a stranger,  
turned its back on the woods and set out for civilization.  
  
Breathe in, breathe out stranger.  
  
As you add it all up  
the blood and the spirits shed,  
there's an invasion of hatred  
and invasions of deception in each sector.  
As the governments fool the people  
and the people lose sanity  
and sanity doesn't exist  
as we battle with vanity..
And is it any wonder  
that we've lost faith in humanity?
  
He said, "people, people reality is a scam  
why must you keep on killing yourselves to live in misery?"  
And the biggest egos of all  
and the broken spirits in space say
"Don't let us down, you're a good species."  

"Time is illusory  
existence is an enigma,
the universe is deep,
death always creeps  
 as one's cosmic cycle from within seeps."
  
we've found ourselves here back
in the land of green,  
back to learn the lesson
 we're always second guessin'.

-

Won't we see?
It's all just one big lesson
manifested through expression,
comprehension and questions.
Won't we see?
It's all just one big lesson.

Little monkey mind mischievously morphs into madness.

Breathe in, stranger.

Down time depression
then further sedation,
Breathe in, breathe out stranger.

Darling can you see,
 are we dead
within our eyes to you?

Won't we see?
It's all just one big lesson
manifested through expression
understanding and questions
Won't we see?
It's all just one big lesson.

Won't we see?
It's all just one big lesson
manifested through our expressions,
understanding and questions
Won't we see?
It's all just an eternal lesson
Won't we see?
It's all just an eternal lesson.

-

We have a peculiar impulse
to alter our dimension,
We're clever craftsmen,
we've created careless conveniences.

We're young and we're still naive
as can be about ourselves.
We've adapted to complete dependency
brought up that way since infancy.

We redesigned devastation
down to the dirtiest detail
to "enhance" our experience.
We tried to silence suffering which
in turn caused so much buffering
resulting in absolute confusion and despair
deeply disturbing us.
Does the destruction distract you,
Distract you from being?

Young blood, will you ever end up seeing?
Young blood will you ever end up seeing?

We looked into the wilderness and what did we see?
We saw forests to fuck up
"Start with that tree"

We drilled down past the waves
and unacknowledged the spills.

We stared into the soul
of ourselves
as we invaded the Gaian landscape.

Through the fog of fixation filling our heads
we fear functioning without our meds.
Can't think straight without that fix
we long to find
and the illusion of suppressing suffering
smothers us.

Is it ourselves we are freeing?

Young blood, is there a chance
you'll ever end up seeing?
Young turks, will we end up seeing?

"Hey siri, use my brain for me"
one more question
with synthetic solutions.

People, invoke some independency
before we fall back into infancy.
Everyone else is doing our thinking for us
as if they do
any thinking of their own.

We fear feeling forgotten as we
 advertise our egos
behind screens
 in one collective machine.
          One collective machine.

We announce our presence
behind the illusion of suppressed suffering.
We hide our shame
behind the illusion of suppressed suffering.
We live within
the illusion of suppressed suffering.
We lost sight of the light
behind the illusion of suppressed suffering.

-

Cowered in the corner
the lost species sat speechless.
Glancing at the calendar as
the days slip away.
They couldn't see
the deceptions
they attached themselves to
 throughout their time,
Twas the true existential crime.

But the monkey mind morphs moments into something detached
far beyond "reality".
In the midst of mental devastation
they broke down and drowned beneath the raging waves of subliminal schizophrenia.

There is no right or wrong
only blurred perceptions and denial
and self manipulation
and slithering shadows and
tears tears tears.

The horrors of humanoid life
no answers, no control over anything..

No control.

What a marvelous mirage we wanted to manifest.
The growing species just sifts through specific simulations
as the "kind, caring" governments
warp the masses mentality
into mediocre mindless
motives for money.
And out there past the poor
the rich keep making more,
the distractions intensify
as advertisements amplify
and they all want more of everything till
the resources start to run dry
and the primates start to run wild.

Were we blinded by the delusions passed down through each generation?

We're Getting caught in the cycles
of confusion and separation
from what I believe "reality" was meant to be.

"But we're alright, see the suicides rising?"
More shock value for the news.
And over the borders more madness surrounds,
an epidemic of emptiness escaping
the low level of awareness,
to busy mistaking fantasy for actually feeling something in this wheel of time.

-

Forget the obsolete frames of mind,
unlearn the insecurities.
Eliminate the existential despair..
Hold back the burning rage tiger
there's better, ancient ways to express your divinity.

Now the heartbeat of civilization speeds up, the mind racing 'round.
         No control only choices
as the anxiety eats away at them from the inside out.
Bad habits prolonging the search for purpose..
An aimless expectation.

"Hey kids you're the future take this international crisis."
Fast forward to now
the frustration and fear fills them,
absorbing the mistakes of ancestors.. the faulty mind frames
infects all of reality
they say "no problem here, focus on this irrelevant distraction instead."

             Do humans always think
             that they are in control
                     of everything?
 besides the raging emptiness epidemic.

-

When the guilt is heavy
and the silent screams were being heard
they looked around at the ridicule they received
and realized the real meaning of happiness,
then they finally got a glimpse
of what's important.

Every human comes to understand
this trip is temporary...

Now humanity is fading
and our bodies aren't built to last,
the future is a fleeting fantasy
and moments drift by fast.
The ticking and the tocs
is this the only way to live?
Nope.
I think I'll create a way of my own.

You don't have to be a genius
to comprehend this conundrum,
fear floods through the flesh.

Ancient or modern,
  religious or abused,
   sinner or lover,
they're all confused.
Expose any one human
 to eternal free will
and they'll fuck themselves over.

Every day on the news
another tragedy is televised in real time.
The suffering of the century
is the first to surface,
Reminding them of the situation
that never seems to subside.
Murders and destruction transported to their living rooms.
Perhaps desensitization is the ultimate goal.

What's the reason
for this corroding cultural cohesion?
Broadcasted directly to them
making them feel detached
Do you feel attacked?
"Its all for the people
its all for the people."

Fear floods through the flesh
what's the reason
 For this painful scene?
the corroding cultural cohesion
broadcasted directly to them.

-

What humans think
humans create
humans save yourselves.

           What humans think
                 humans create.

People want purpose
People want perfection
People want hope, comfort and direction.
People want fear
People want confusion
People want mass delusions
and people want mass exclusions.

People want desperation
People want independency
People want acceptance
People want disturbances
People want unity
People want truth
People want to stay stuck in their youth.

People want love
   People want communication
      People want meaning
         People want explanations

What humans think
    Humans create
      Humans save yourselves.

What humans think
    Humans create
      Humans save yourselves.

People want stimulation
   People want excitement
      People want life to be permanent
People want distractions
  People want possessions
    People want to have fun
       People want a new obsession

What humans think
     humans create
Humans save yourselves

What humans think
     humans create

People want relations
people want desire
People want worship
People want that lustful fire

People want updates
  People want notifications
    People want validation
      People give into temptation

What humans think
       Humans create
Humans save yourselves.

-

"Don't be suprised when it all passes"
The alien ancestors whispered.

The cultures and the mainstream
dismiss the wisdom as they stay blind.
  On the outside
    the ancestors observe
 the horrors of humankind.

Amazed, the sell out citizens
carelessly create chaos,
the faces of "power" convince them to conform
and in the privacy of everyones domain,
be it saints, sinners, deceivers or believers
and every other member of the human race cutting corners to survive,
they all have one thing in common;
the monkey mind leaping through the thought loops
dragging down the spirit of humanity
but the aliens in the reflection
well,
he's reliving this insanity.

"God it's exhausting being"
The stressed species screamed within.
The emotional energy
 exits through extreme expressions
and the rage rolls through.
"They say that's the worst version of you"
Shutting out the sorrow
only to have it blow up tomorrow.

As the emptiness expands,
the delusions demand
they stay in the wasteland
and live a life feeling banned
as the aliens disappear
into another dimensional year
but the monkey's stay screaming,
they slip into seclusion
to sedate themselves
and shut off the feelings.

-

They were in their phones
out on earth,
lost their amazement  
for the scenery
and the radiant greenery.
They were an impatient bunch
in a fussy state with no one to relate.
They had a self obsession and they were the children of the shining stars.
Won't you lend a hand
to these overprivileged egos?
Overprivileged egos
in this "reality" show.
  
We had fat demands
we had everything we needed  
we were completely conceited and
we're the children of the shining stars.
  
Won't you pray for the overprivileged egos?
Lend a hand in this "reality" show
  
We had instant entertainment
we had fat demands
we had everything we needed
we were completely conceited and
we're the children of the shining stars.
  
So give 'em all your money
give 'em all your attention
give 'em all your time
"Try to understand"
They are the last of a dying breed.
They are still divided,
perpetually in disarray,
they have a front row view of the streaming bullshit  
broadcasted straight to the Brain.
  
Don't forget, don't forget
where you all came from,
the planet we rob and abuse,
what will we do after this?
I fear we haven't a clue.
  
We were in our phones
in our phones.
  
We were in our phones
in our phones.
  
We wear our egos proudly
on our little profiles..
We lose ourselves in the image
of who we wish to be..
We're still children it seems,
our parents the shining stars.

Won't you lend a hand
to these evolving creatures?
Evolving creatures
  
Our ancestors roam these same lands
on another plane of reality out of time.
They are right here with us
navigating this strange terrain
Remember that
Remember that.
  
In the midst of existence
this species got quite fed up
and they began taking over the system
out of pure resentment for this reality,
they took matters into their own hands
as the riots broke out
and they turned the land into an asylum
called America
and still we're no different from savage animals except we're much more conniving,
We're no different from the land on which we live and the skies above us..
we're no different from
the fear we spread, fictitious and faulty.
  
We're the baby species
of all the forms of being in the cosmos.
We're no different from a new born infant or the burning sun,
We're no different from the elders or the waves on the ocean  
We're everyones brother or sister.
A symbol of communion,
we're the 7.5 billion who'll transform the present into whatever our intentions are
before we fade into eternity
Lets lend a hand.

-

Reach into thyself
and pull out thy glory.
  
Thy higher self dwells deep within,
tells you to love and create your own story.
  
           We say, "hey god (aka self)
                why has this happened?
                               Why me?
Can't I have everything I want?
                    What's my purpose?"
  
Higher self says, "hey children,
 take some deep breaths,
quiet those monkey mind thought loops.
Take a moment to be
here and enjoy the moments."
  
We say,  
"That's not enough for us."
  
"There's something missing in my life  
and I don't know what it is.
I see something wrong with this situation
and I don't know what to fix."
And the search goes on forever
till you run out of time.
               Out of time and
                 you want it all back.
  
"Give it back"
  
Eternal self says, "no can do,
that's the way it goes.  
Now take some deep breaths child,
it's time for you to incarnate
 for eternity."
  
"There's something missing in my life  
and I don't know what it is.
I see something wrong with this situation
and I don't know what to fix."
  
        You've run out of time  
          out of time.
            You want it all back?
  
"The search goes on forever"

-

Disastrous you call it, love
you ain't seen nothing yet.

We put pollution in the skies,
we take more trees than we realize.

Earth has been turned into a
corporation
for us to corrupt..
and this big business
is about to go bankrupt.

We got all sorts of stuff
but enough
Is never enough.

Between the oceans and the ozone
there's a permanent impurity lingering.
We had sex till superabundancy
we ruined the great barrier reef
And the leaders of our nations
excessively lie through their teeth.

Such a travesty
What a catastrophe..
Such a travesty
Another catastrophe..

"By the barrel of their guns
and the chemicals they embrace,
The human race
has eliminated itself."

We got a surplus of plastic,
we got garbage visible from other galaxies,
we got wars when we need them,
Civilization is one big fallacy.

We got smart phones,
we got drugs
organized crime and fast food
but...
we've bitten off more than we can chew.

I say leave it all behind
in the past my friends.

Gaia says "it's not the end,
on me you all depend."

A selfish species eventually
collapses under its own self obsession,
and this quest for power
has become a possession.

Such a travesty
What a catastrophe..
Such a travesty
Another catastrophe ..

"By the barrel of their guns
and the chemicals they embrace,
The human race
has eliminated itself."

Another catastrophe.

We hide within the walls
with our eyes glued to a screen
getting stuck deeper within
the machine.

A spectacle surfaces outside,
we rush to capture it with our phones
as a supernova shoots through the sky and melts us to the fucking bones.

A catastrophe?

-

People People what are we gonna do?
This societal life is soul crushing.
Where are we going from here?
What is the shelf life of a self destructive species?
Oh helpless hominids
Oh hopeless humans.

Status addicts sell their symbol
gaining everything except self control.

They've chained themselves to careless egocentricity,
allured by there own "attractiveness",
the victims of narcissism and cold cynicism.

Oh selfish species
Oh modern men.

The "successful" ones strut their stuff
out to prove enough really isn't enough.
Meanwhile, deep in depression
going hungry and feeling forlorn,
the true helpless ones
can only cry and mourn,
no hope for help
no love received,
no one to believe
in them as they drown.

People what's wrong with us?
Why are we so uncaring?
The ancestors sent us a message,
"Awaken brothers and sisters,
your imminent extinction is glaring."

Extinction is glaring
  Our extinction is glaring
Extinction is glaring.

We watched as civilization corroded
our guns were cocked and loaded
as hostility exploded,
we were the biggest stars on earth
but we became sell outs.

We scavenged and searched
we constructed countless cities
We advertised our corrupt committees
we amused ourselves with our own atrocities
as the alien ancestors observed from nearby realms.

Our last celebration
our last celebration.

-

 The aliens rummaged through the ruins
of our materialistic madness,
they saw our entertained remains..
  
They had watched us evaporate.

They had watched us throughout our time and came to the conclusion
that we were always confused
and millennia after millennia
they watched us wither away.

They write our history now,
it's no suprise,
We drove ourselves (under the influence of powerful delusions) straight to our own demise.

No love received,
no clear distinction
between evolvement and self extinction..
Written by Hunterapsych (Shaman among machines)
Published
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