4NML (Korzybski's Lament) - Open Mike Eagle

The truth is your thought and not what you said

Cause language is prison for whats in your head

The thought is a mountain of matter

The word is a shred of whats in your head I said

The truth isnt guilty or innocence pled

Language is prison for whats in your head

The thoughts and the feelings are living the symbols are dead

The symbols are simple

Hear me hear me hear me clearly

Disappear you cheery weird things

Silly god-fearing eery dreary golemns

Bout to strip the gears from your steering column

Periodically empty feedbags

Feather dust the brain must defrag

Kill the cheap ass hiss on your tape recorders

Can’t fight transitions with tanks and mortars

Or troop formations with ranks and orders

No borders landlocked peninsula

This is not for your grandfathers band of brothers

New land discovered, maps not the territrory

Cause everything said is a fairy tale

A story told from someone’s glory hole

Boring old facts with injected flavor

All the good metdata’s reflected later

The truth is your thought and not what you said

Cause language is prison for whats in your head

The thought is a mountain of matter

The word is a shred of whats in your head I said

The truth isnt guilty or innocence pled

Language is prison for whats in your head

The thoughts and the feelings are living the symbols are dead

The symbols are simple

Cyrano de bergerac to observe the facts

Cause our everyday words are flat

As the earth in a dark aged almanac

Dissolve the facts in passion

Exaggerated actions

Massive men and yellow-eyed dragons

No bad skin and idiosyncrasies

I hear the sound is the video synced?

Repeat the phrase again it should be the same right

The night’s allure obscured by the daylight

Aim right into the dark for missed marks

It starts as a word and turns into a spark that’s absurd

It merges with all of the urges within

That lurk in your skin

Reversing the purpose again

And then its a circus experience worthless

Until its a verse that a serious serpent can spin

When you’re all alone you are an animal

The words i’m saying now mean nothing more than

Meow to an animal

When you’re all alone you are the cat you are the phone

You are an animal

The words im saying now mean nothing more than

Meow to an animal

We live in a thousand dimensions

How is it condensed in the tension of time

How do the characters written on a line

Help you get an image of the vision in my mind

How is it combined

Designed

Alligned

When it is confined

Like a human limited divine

We can only see three sides

The reverse side bottom and the top side hide

Just out of view

Beyond our six senses but true

The devil’s in the details

God’s in the clue

Amused

Removed

We choose

To focus on hues that are broken and bruised

Cause we are open to choose

An alternate frequency

The truth is your thought and not what you said

Cause language is prison for whats in your head

The thought is a mountain of matter

The word is a shred of whats in your head I said

The truth isnt guilty or innocence pled

Language is prison for whats in your head

The thoughts and the feelings are living the symbols are dead

The symbols are simple

When you’re all alone you are the cat you are the phone

You are an animal

The words im saying now mean nothing more than

Meow to an animal