dogma | amgod

out of my deepest respect I refuse to name it, for such an endeavour would be beyond shameless. but a reader who esteems emotion will recognize the stained glass pains of devotion to compassion, seemingly so fameless. higher power- sensational: designer drugs on the runway of our world despite every path carved, cut, paved and taken. but then comes the detour- there are, oh so many ways to display, and embody, the fold into addiction: identifiable by mechanical repetition, where sensation meets it's end, cast forth to demolition. regardless of whether it's profane or religious, dogmatic, distanced... between inside and outside, it'll always provide a meager pittance. please just remember this: before the Romans repurposed Christ's word as a token, it was a slave religion- a historical account of beings with backs routinely broken. thus, we must organize with awareness or else you may become no better than a scratched coin, vindicating faceless— a tool for sowing lies... and in the end all I hope to do is share my truth in a world which tends to mysticize that which lay hidden before our eyes.