We are stars
We are of the utmost importance
Some say we are farm animals
Soul juice from this farm animal can fuel an alternate reality for a millenia
Up for sale
Universe market
Everyone come and buy your fix
Soul juice.
30 souls, 30 dollars
How much more do you want?
No discounts given
Everyone will be treated equally
How many did you get this cycle?
We'll have to wait another 26000 years for the next opportunity.
Saturn only makes its way here this time of the universe's year
We can't be stingy with our pretend currency
We must be buying souls and soul juice
Have another sip and another biscuit, we're in this for the long haul
The pretty designs on the walls of the church
Mesmerise, tantalise and trancify
Stuck in a delusion
Someone else's false reality
With symbols of a real reality
Things we are addicted to
Because we are addicted to the authentic
We push to become authentic
Because the part of us that knows the truth
Knows we only have so much time to attain authenticity
Then we join the rest and pick up the soul juice
From the the universe bar, on the rings of Saturn
Every universe cycle about this time
All the old worlders come back together for a feast
Waiting the harvest of man
How many delusionals believe this harvest is their salvation
The lie has been told so well
The believers won't budge from their belief
And an individual insanity has been developed on their own self-deception
We are stars
We are golden
What is potential
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