Honey in a jar, all that’s contained in a universe, the people and ideas we interact with, their interests, all that’s in the same room, or on the game-board,

We interact with so much,

Of course the world exists outside of us,

But we live in a jar,

Alpha and Omega watching over us,

Your mother wants you to sin as much as you can, in the garden of Eden, to take anything you want from it,

Your father waits, and he intends to punish you for it,

Because the moon is his bitch,

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The more you yearn, the more she’s on her knees, sucking his dick,

Anyways, the stars in the sky, so many deities, all the legends people dared to dream,

Helen of Troy and Lilith,

Science and technology,

Galactic civilizations and starships,

So much knowledge that’s already there, and so many languages to speak,

The occult and practitioners of dark magick,

Gang violence and underworld deals,

So much exists outside of your understanding,

But in truth it’s just part of the garden,

Earth 838, copied and pasted to fit,

When you’re in a box, anything is real, so much magick in the air,

This is a deep sorcery, but to understand it you’ll have to be let in,

So many gatekeepers, and the outliers waiting outside of it,

It is the moon who rules all magick,

As men, there’s no way to really understand the rules behind it,

Maybe scientific research and the order of operations, mathematics,

When everything is a number you can map out all of it,

But do you have the freedom for it,

Bite the fruit, you’re immortal, and you can do anything,

But Alpha and Omega are your wardens,

Is it freedom or a prison,

They fill your cup and they measure,

The garden of Eden, heaven or hell, what will become of it?