Change: A Complete Ilusion by Kiler Davenport

Change is a complete illusion and is impossible because each moment is the same as the last seemingly glued together by the imagination and perception. Even time is elusive and empty. Time is just elusive connectivity and energy transference. Reality is not generated it is created from the void. All that you believe to make perfect sense is meaningless. You are a product of magic and self constructed reality based on experience constructed by the senses. Understanding how to break free from the self is the first step to self empowerment based on collective reasoning.

Can You Love Me? by Kiler Davenport

Can you love me for what I do or do not do? Can you love me in all of my dirty shit? Can you love me when we are so damn different? Can you love my hurt, pain and suffering? Can you love me even when I am nothing like you? Can you love me just the way I am? If not it is not love at all. I love you no matter how crazy you are and no matter what you do or how crazy you seem to be. I love you just where you are.

Silence Of The Comfort Zone by Kiler Davenport

Just beyond the silence of the comfort zone there awaits a place of darkness. It has been lurking in these shadows for years and years waiting to pounce. Grooming you and yours and making you good slaves of this machine. It has made its nest in your brain and it is sucking you dry of all that you are. So even what you believe yourself to be you are not that at all. You are a product of propaganda and foolishness, indoctrination and lies. Your thoughts are not your own. They own you and your life and all that you are. Can you see beyond this fog? Can you escape this madness? Can you? Have you?

Wisdom by Kiler Davenport

Wisdom is a very soft whisperer. Her call grows faint as darkness falls. The fool cannot hear her even when she is right next to him. Her voice is like fine silver flake blowing in the winds of time eternal. The fool will not see her. His head is buried in the sands of death and the grave. We rest in her arms and sleep in her bountiful house. She is glad. We long to be with her in everlasting sleep that will never end. Yea we will walk on her sweet path and hold her close to us. Some of you will never know her and she is better for it. We will protect her gates and hide her secrets until the end. When will you come out of your deep, dark sleep. Open your eyes. Soon time will be no more and all shall parish to the void. Where will you be? What will you do? She calls and her voice is sweet.

Inside The Matrix by Kiler Davenport

We are all inside the matrix and are being controlled by the machine. Some of us understand how all of this works and others never will. One way to know you are breaking free of the order is when you can listen to someone talk without butting in and trying to sell them your opinion. When you can just listen and absorb what they are saying without judgment. Many will parish in this matrix and many will never open their eyes to the truth because they have not a clue as to how it all works.

Its Never Too Late by Kiler Davenport

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The I Am Not by Kiler Davenport

We are all sitting in our little comfort zones so quiet, so pretty, so calm, so cool. We are not dodging the bullets. We are not running with dead babies on our back to find a place of safety. We are not starving for a warm piece of bread. We are not homeless for we have a roof over our head. The.. rebels are not coming. We know not their name. We are in the United States of America. We continue to play this foolish game. There is no way that we could know the suffering in this world. There is no way that we could feel the true pain that exists just within our reach in this digital world. As long as we are in our little comfortable beds we feel so safe, so secure, so healthy, so sure.

Is it all about perception? Is this a hologram? Is this some far fetched idea of the I AM? Where do we go? What do we do to understand this 'you are me' and 'I am you'? How many more days will we stumble and fall until we realize this matrix was designed for us all.