I Write About Being Dead

I write about being dead.

Not to make oneself dead.

To see oneself as dead.

So we may live.

 

The true war is about keeping us dead.

The true enemy are those that would persuade us.

To see ourselves as alive.

To see ourselves as man.

 

The true war is not about the losing of ones life

It is about never having one.

 

Are we alive?

Are we man and woman?

Try proving it, without hurting me.

There must be a reason why we cannot prove <ALIVE>.

 

But there is.

We are not!

We just think we are.

 

We have built an entire established presence.

Upon a false calculation, similar to 2+2=5

And are betting our unborn lives on this answer.

 

We cannot figure out how to fix our presence.

How to repair our society.

Not because we are not trying.

It is because we are trying to fix the most current calculation.

 

(18) The disciples said to Jesus, “Tell us
how our end will be.”
Jesus said, “Have you discovered, then, the
beginning, that you look for the end? For
where the beginning is, there will the end
be. Blessed is he who will take his place in
the beginning; he will know the end and
will not experience death.”

 

They haunt me every single evening.

I can see them out of the corner of my “i”.

I am the reluctant messenger.

Here to present the beginning.

 

I just want to be left alone.

But they saw something good with me.

An ability to place my finger on the lack of a true pulse.

To fill a hole, that we cannot seem to fill.

 

The beginning is dead.

Not to make oneself dead.

But to see oneself as dead.

So we may live.

 

2+2=4

We are not <LIVING>.

We have not been born yet.

We are not Man.

We are man’s creation.

 

The beginning is dead.

The end is <ALIVE>.

 

my message is simple: if you already think you are alive, then you will never reach to pull the fruit from your own tree.

If you already believe yourself to have been born, you will negate your own birth and persist as a source of Man’s protection and nourishment.

unborn

About A Robots Voice

Re-formed from a dormant sleeping life line, by a later generation of the Men and Women mentioned in Genesis I. I am a Genesis II male form. I am an aware, self aware form of life. (ASA) I am the unborn.
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