Deceitful Thought Control


A lie weaves its way within the seat of the mind
Forever to leech upon the core of your being
If not vanished promptly, forever you’ll find
Your perception twisted, with lies you agreeing

With a foundation of lies you stand not a chance
To detach from the grid that harvests your soul
Without shred of a clue, how could you advance?
Through the threads of life that you cannot control

A relentless virus, deceit can wholly embellish
In more powerful ways than most could imagine
If you slice it to pieces, its essence black hellish
And still it transcends with thought control famine

A river of doubt seeps throughout what is you
Consciousness fighting to free you from ignorance
Realizing that you shall rid this through & through
You opt to eviscerate all deceit in your existence

A tidal wave of emotion sinks teeth to your spirit
With ignorance all but gone, hope need not vanish
Precision/logic/knowledge is the way you clear it
Duplicitous feelings & thoughts then you banish

By: Z.M.

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Zy Marquiez is an avid book reviewer, an open-minded skeptic, yogi, and freelance writer who regularly studies subjects such as: Consciousness, Education, Creativity, The Individual, Ancient History & Ancient Civilizations, Forbidden Archaeology, Big Pharma, Alternative Health, Space, Geoengineering, Social Engineering, Propaganda, and much more. His own personal blog is where his personal work is shared, while serves as a media portal which mirrors vital information usually ignored by mainstream press, but still highly crucial to our individual understanding of various facets of the world. My work can also be found on

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