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Mockleberry LaneHello traveler, welcome, rest Ease your eyes and heaving breast Lower yourself into my bed Rest a spell, rest your head So you're awake, my wayward friend I'm sure that now your travels will end Here there's no exit, no coaches, no train Welcome, my friend, to Mockleberry LaneMockleberry Lane
This place is my home, this place is my palace This place I watch over with irreverent malice It's my kingdom to harvest, my land to roam My kingdom to watch over from atop my throne Here the people are happy, and always they smile Whether you're old, ore new, or just staying a while &n


FatherMy old man sure takes it slow; He says he likes to keep himself paced, Just on the off-chancewe need time to grow; We just disdain all he's touched and graced.Father
My old man used to be treasured, But has since been taken off the wall So he can be analyzed and measured, And has since been regarded as small.
My old man was there, you see At the moment you came here, The moment you left, and when you shook with fear. But my old man will never again be free &


MotherMother made sure they always knew where she'd been And paid no mind to how they'd feel; She'd draw a circle of attention, make a scene, Then give them no time to heal; just reel and reel.Mother
Mother made sure she never left a heart unbroken; She'd sing and scream they'd done her wrong And leave everyone knowing what they know, but goes unspoken, Just to make it her story, a part of her song.
Mother was an enigma, that's for sure Her whispers were all you were told,


The Problematic ChildrenWe are the problematic children of a problematic race We understand there's nothing so we live in disgraceThe Problematic Children
We are the problematic children of a problematic cause We see deceit within, but still fight in their wars
We are the problematic children of a problematic world We find we are what's left after what has been unfurled
I am the problematic child of a problematic man I'm still so very weak, but will I do what I can


The Rule of ThreeWhen we look at the way things in the world relate to one another, it is difficult to over some the concept of opposites that the church has perverted our minds with. With their principles of an ultimate good and evil, they have, over the past thousands of years, scared the world into following their so-call "path of righteousness". However, a lot of the blame can be put onto the masses for allowing themselves to be taken in by it. By looking for such an easy answer, it says a lot about how lazy the human race is. Now, as we try to move away from the ideals of oppThe Rule of Three


The After LifeLife is a mysterious thing, and so too is what succeeds the soul to life. Many different possibilities have been proposed over the last thousands of years. From the ideas of life after death, where the soul exists as it is for eternity, to the concepts of rebirth, to the idea that the soul does not even exist in the first place. I myself find, through meditation and communion with my peers, that it is an idea of reincarnation that is the most appropriate, for us at least. We have found, through our meditation and debates, that there is a "higher plain", from which all of theThe After Life


Of Life and DeathWhen people talk about life and death, they often consider the two to be opposite to each other. Where life is the aspect of living, and death is whatever happens to follow life. This is all well and good for those who believe in an afterlife, but it does hold many flaws, particularly for those who believe in some aspect of reincarnation. If we look at life in the sense that life is the aspect of living, and death is merely the action of life ending, then we too must consider birth to be a part of the equation; where life begins. It then no longer has the ever-present dualisOf Life and Death


Mockleberry LaneHello traveler, welcome, rest Ease your eyes and heaving breast Lower yourself into my bed Rest a spell, rest your head So you're awake, my wayward friend I'm sure that now your travels will end Here there's no exit, no coaches, no train Welcome, my friend, to Mockleberry LaneMockleberry Lane
This place is my home, this place is my palace This place I watch over with irreverent malice It's my kingdom to harvest, my land to roam My kingdom to watch over from atop my throne Here the people are happy, and always they smile Whether you're old, ore new, or just staying a while &n


FatherMy old man sure takes it slow; He says he likes to keep himself paced, Just on the off-chancewe need time to grow; We just disdain all he's touched and graced.Father
My old man used to be treasured, But has since been taken off the wall So he can be analyzed and measured, And has since been regarded as small.
My old man was there, you see At the moment you came here, The moment you left, and when you shook with fear. But my old man will never again be free &
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