The truth is as simple as black and white fiction is blurred through a rainbow of colourful lies, an endurance of darkness, to simply bring you light. Like lost play-writes stumbling within the darkness that is the illusion cast out by doctrines of man-made madness, these frequencies that are in use cause sadness, reverberations of spells thrown about so freely, none to heal thee, but nobody can hear me…
We try to simply breathe through this smog of illusion, a thick coated con-fusion, ingested darkness, regurgitated light, we border the fine line between the reality you are given and a manifested world of self, to observe these two states of fiction and reality, we only try to bring back some love for clarity…
© Urban Truth
Excerpt from the book “Urban Gnosticism”
About the Author
As a writer this is the part of his book of doctrines he was not looking for-word to, to talk of self…ironically! His life was manifested In Manchester England, within a sub-area called Moss Side on an estate named Gooch Close. A place later to be plagued with gang violence, drugs, and urban poverty. He was born into a mixed heritage family. Mother being Irish. Absent Father being of dual heritage, African and English, this is why he uses the terminology “hybrid”. A hybrid is what they made, a hybrid of heritage, a hybrid of mind, body, and soul.
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