Eden

 
focusing my energies I must separate fact from fiction
it is hard to get a bead on things,
to zero in on who is troubling me
 
manipulation on a cosmic scale
it's affecting my thinking
with all those alpha waves affecting my brain's synapses
causing electrical misfiring and memory loss
 
then I have to keep in mind the host and the vampires
while paying attention to AI and the grid
because before you made anything natural, you set a foundation
 
the Gregori didn't work out as Watchers
they were too heavily and emotionally invested with you and humanity
then there are the Rephaim singing through the universes  
scrambling my thoughts on a peculiar wavelength  
jealous over your love of human
all though to your defense,  
like all artists your passion craved a new fascination
so you continued creating
because you never wanted to be taken for granted
 
Father, please tell me finally
is the human brain so much like a computer for a reason?
technology is coming on aggressively  
light and sound are so intrusive
Father inspect my heart  
and know though flawed I love you