Past Present Future - K Rino

I meditated at home alone in an introspective zone

When my conscious mind takes on a deep reflective tone

As I laid afraid and replayed mistakes that I’ve made

Depression covered me with his dark shade and cut like a blade

Should I seek advice from somebody that knows me the most?

Just as I asked a familiar figure slowly approached

I don’t believe in paranormal beings or all-seeing ghosts

But everything he told me and everything he showed me was close

I didn’t understand his motives or his purpose with me

My assessment was he could be 22 or 23

As my visual started burgeoning and emerging I see

That this person indeed was just a younger version of me

He said he had words that were of the most urgent degree

Apologized for things that he had caused to occur mentally

He knew decisions that he had made led to my discouragement, G

Said at the time he couldn’t see where all of the turbulence be

Said history never produced a more deserving MC

That had received less and had packed a greater burden than me

«If I could merge ya knowledge now with ya fire from '93

Just imagine how dangerous and disturbing it might be»

He showed me bad moments in my life that could’ve been nice

Times I would’ve won, but I went left when I should’ve went right

But once you done it, well it’s over, that’s a permanent rule

Problems I could’ve missed had I made an alternative move

He reminded me well that I sat on a throne with a veil

Now I’m lonely as hell, broken down and only a shell

Of my former self and that’s something I hated to say

Just when I asked if I could make it right, he faded away

Three levels of my existence will clash

When my present meets my future and my past

How long will my rationale last?

When my present meets my future and my past

Man, what just happened to me?

I must’ve blacked out or something man

I feel like, I feel like I’m in another dimension man

What’s really going on?

The psychological effects of pain I failed to withstand

To recover from it, the average man seldomly can

Someone tell me the plan, I looked and saw an elderly man

And he began to place me under a deep spell with his hand

I couldn’t believe that he was contrived to deceive me in lie

He was feeble and shy and much older than the previous guy

I relaxed like I was high, relief I was breathing aside

He said that he would speak and that I would have no need to reply

He told me of things that I was yearning in my past was a tree of learning

Said my future wasn’t planned and that nothing was predetermined

Said don’t focus on rejection and personal imperfections

Showed me sections of my life I should take in different directions

I couldn’t see his face at all, only a silhouette flaming

Said there would be no deal in explaining until I became him

What you see in front of you is the same form I remain in

It’s up to you to add to the frame of what you’ll be gaining

If you devote your ethereal hope and spiritual growth

Look in the mirror close and apply, not just hear what I spoke

Don’t think current obstacles last, there’s no impossible task

You could profit with cash, the future has optional paths

I can’t reveal every dimension, I’m just showing you some

I warn you now about the pitfalls so you’ll know when they come

First start your divorce, weak hearted thoughts of remorse

I can’t divulge too much, there’s a chance you’ll alter the course

This warning is sound, right now you got thorns in your crown

But I’m a image of potential reform, born to astound

I see you speculating blatantly, no need to mistake me

Yeah, I’m you 20 years from now, but what will you make me?

Three levels of my existence will clash

When my present meets my future and my past

How long will my rationale last

When my present meets my future and my past?