Creating new patterns
Repetition of what was
Has no meaning
Except a feeling of security
Creating new patterns
Repetition of what was
Has no meaning
Except a feeling of security
The future has change
Form, shape and feature
We need to settle this
But no one knows
Who will win
Can there be a winner?
But rule and the game of the rule
Has changed
Love is beautiful madness
An insane projection
That takes over your
Mind and body
Numbing your senses
Until you wake up
After a few years
With a family
That can transfer
The madness into
The unforeseeable future
We looked for the future
In every corner of the earth
But could not find it
Eventually we woke up
In the middle of it
All the roads to the past
Became cut of
Forever
The future is at best uncertain
We are feeling insecure
Nothing can be taken for granted
We heard it all before
Again and again
An uneasy existence
At the margins
While the world breaks down
As we use to know it
The future seems
obscured at best
There are so many
Things in the balance
This is a truly new age
There are so many ways
To create a nightmare
In your life
In every way
So why start?
All that anxiety
Inside of us
Around us
Let us just relax
We want what we want
We need what we need
And there is a reason
For all of this
But before we know
Accept and Enjoy
That you are not made
Of stone
But a vulnerable human
In the middle of somewhere
Right now
Right here
The old exercise fields
Are frozen and barren
The revolution has been canceled
Only the monument remains
Now owned by the king
That is slowly
Regaining his power
In our more and more
Unequal society
The future belongs to our overlords
Be they capitalist or nobleman
The people has surrendered
Admiring power and plentifulness
Staying quiet and docile
In their humble abodes
You can see it coming
A few years from now
The conflicts and the wars
But today when the sun shines
And the wind blows through
The treetops
It does not really matter
Yet
The Nostradamus Exchange Mechanism
Is now activated
That means you can ask your questions
About your future or
The fortune (or disaster) that will
Happen to your investment portfolio
Mr. Nostradamus will give the answer
To you in verse, rhyme or strange words
Your portfolio will then increase or decrease
People will be born or decease
Fall in and out of luck, love and boats
Wars will start and come to an end
All predicted by our excellent mr. Nostradamus
Wisely used our answering machine will
Make you poor or rich, happy or sad
All according the almighty will of the
Subconscious and Freud
In the end it all equals out
God gets annoyed and destroys the planet
Once and for all
Replacing us with an ugly red frog
That rules the universe for a while
Until….
the world turns on a word
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