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most distorted synchronized bass lines measured in rhythmic tempos of head nodding neck shape shifting melodies that bounce in and out- resonate through you so much as a deep tissue massage; if loud enough.
a zen state if you will.
I've said it before
I've said calm and zen
I've declared and I've swore
And I'll say it again
I am not afraid to die
When I think of death my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this rotten lack of truth.
When I think of death my head is raving
And in a way I'm craving
To be done with all this agony
I've paid my dues
And I've got nothing left to lose
I'm not afraid to die
This seems hopeless and sad to you
You're wondering
"What does she live for, if she does not fear the universal fear?"
I will laugh at the odds, and laugh at everything, and laugh at the austere
And live my life so well that Death
Will falter, flicker, hesitate
And hover in reluctance
Before taking me away
A mud puddle in the rough patch of the road,
reflects her face, clearer than ever.
A child again, her mind transformed by some magic,
A tsunami wave of enlightenment sweeps her off her feet at once.
Grab it as it comes
“Old zen:
ERT, ERT, ERT
New zen:
Dn d dn d dn d d-”
(Brahms’ lullaby)
A- Anger
B- B*tchy
C- Careless
D- Depressed
E- Eternal
F- Frustrated
G- Gruesome
H- Hellbound
I- Ignorant
J- Jealous
K- Knowledgeless
L- Lustful
M- Mournful
N- Narcissistic
O- Objectified
P- Pessimistic
Q- Quarry
R- Raged
S- Stupid
T- Ticked-off
U- Unloved
V- Violent
W- Wistful
X- Xenophobia
Y- Youngblood
Z- Zen
How nice it is to feel the zen
When you fall in love with your family again
Heavy's up, I can see now,
In my mind there's a seed sprouting,
A weed, planted,
With leaves, slanted,
Carrying green enchantment
Provoking thought enhancement
On the basis of space magic,
Flowing around,
Universe laughing at the sight and the sound,
Get the music going
Turn the lights down,
Groove to the bass
As the sun goes down,
Rave away the days,
We never comedown.
We always do it the right way
In my town.
Now break it down.
Love life, love the end,
Roll the dice, roll again.
This my friends,
Is pure zen.
Knock on the sky and listen to the sound
It sounds much like footsteps forward, and their memory on the ground.
