Ill freewill

If you choose your next thought, go to verse 666

And experience your angry lord’s rage

If your next thought, just popped into your head

Go to verse 665, and turn the page

 

You didn’t choose your next thought

It just popped into your head

As if you’d be left in control

Think about, what I just said

 

If free will is ill, then there’s no freedom

And your brain don’t get told of your choice, till it’s done

‘They’ measured the electron, flowing in human neurons

‘You’re’ the last to know, your thought next to come

 

“You didn’t choose your next thought

It just popped into your head”

Try it…

Try… to deny it