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A little poem channeling for y'all.
The key lies somewhere deep inside
The deep recess of subconscious mind
The warning comes for achons three
The mind can barely try to see
We want to take you on a trip
The mind, a psychedelic time hole rip
For ever tuning in to thoughts
Believe me now it's not for naught
Wisdom comes with hidden clues
We the many, we the few
We channel directly back to you
The holy ghost is something too
A wise old wizard told us how
To make it all seem true somehow
ET phoning home tonight
We wait for a spectacular sight
We must believe that something more
Beckons out our mind's closed door
We'll open it and see what's beyond
We'll see the angels sing their song
And what of all the static noise
We play with minds like their our toys
Manipulation a super power
We choose not to charge by the hour
We give this info now for free
That all there is is you and me
But beyond that lies a world inside
I'll be here for you to confide
I'm a friendly friend I mean the best
We aim to channel out the rest
And focus on just me and you
You see soon that we're coming to
An impasse for the forking minds
To take the road that ever winds
The wand of power casts a spell
And sends the demons back to hell
We know there're people with interest in
What we do can be no sin
We simply channel poetry
And always you still know it's me
But what if there is something else
That comes along to ring the bells
The division now is tolling on
We say much more than we let on
Cast a spell this final verse
We'll make it tight, make it terse
This world is for the very meek
To seek the answers that we seek
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