The Entrée for all Those Divine

The Entrée for all Those Divine

Close life’s illusion-filled eyes

Let your body succumb to the quiescence of the spirit world

In the unconscious the consequence of life is better understood

Let the mind wander like a drunken fool

Around you humanity is hypnotized and mesmerized

Lost souls residing in lifeless ghettos harbouring only misery and grief

Unknowingly meandering through a trans-humanist highway

Seeking comfort and care in all that is hollow and superficial

Your sleep is the entrée for all those Divine

Let them feast upon your desires

Pray so they indulge in all your aspirations

Occasionally yawn to remind yourself of your presence.

Thank you,
Joseph Pede