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the secrets of the dead
I am the collective unconscious alive
And thriving, living rent free inside your head.
The jokes not funny
No the jokes not funny when

The unconscious collective
manifestations.
Ways of ancient
Mesopotamians.
The lost chalice,
I don’t believe in magic.
Leaves in the backwoods,
electronical static.

and canibalizing their experience for two sense
Credit forever indebted
Citations of source is a sin in the unconscious collective

Language

Within the unconscious collective
Bodies speak through nerve webs
In the dialect of astral origins
Way beyond our intellects
In cool

Euphoria

Ron Hawkins

Crackstatic

But I've got a will to powerful persuasion
Scrawling "Basta" 'til the spray can bleeds
A manifesto, like so many things, is the collective conscious

Contemplate egregore melody
Collective creation
Invisible individual
Compendium
Akashic record
Unconscious mind
Speak through we
Astral light
Time's

Collectively doomed
In the unconscious
Hyper extreme
Directions

Swords battle on the mind blade mountain peaks from both directions
In multiple timelines

Push

Helloween

Better Than Raw

1998

They're spending millions for your thrill
Collective desperate overkill
Wrapped up in harmless words that grin
Forbidden games you'll never win

controlled by some vicious lies
 
Relinquish the ways of the unconscious
Light them on fire and sink them on the past
Beyond the bright side 

We will design

implicitly?
Your indifference
Your nonchalance
Your wanton sigh

God is unconscious
God is dead
c deaf god
Unconscious god
c dead god

We were born afraid

energy is of a different nature than the flame of love.
In your human stories, this manipulation sought to cast your sexual energy to the lower unconscious

throats
A hazing
Unconscious baptism
Into blessed secret society
As we surrender our very lives
The lives of our children
Our heirs
Our legacy
Signing our

MANIPULATION OF MASSES

WATCH OUT
THEY WANT TO BRAINWASH US
THE OVERBEARING POWER
INTENDS TO TAKE HOLD
TV, PAPERS AND RADIOS
ACT ON THE UNCONSCIOUS

Survey the wide skies, expansive horizons
Awaiting the chance to strike
Unconscious tendrils feeling the pulse
Collective rhythms fade in and out

longer recourse, oh!
Collective terror, discerning the gates of domination,
and war's a secret no more

Drawn and worked out long-awaited plan,
carried

Between the cracks we see red lines
The unconscious marring of our minds
Obese the tick, the parasite
Your close friend? Allies? Now cast aside

We're very isolated and many accept it
Get effed up alone to protect the collective
And get injected... but I don't see many infected
We scared of each