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psycho-delic
psycho-delic
i would talk about who i am but that could be good meat for a poem at some time. besides, identification ruin how you reflect on a poem when your imagination can't pick its own author. / i will say one thing. I thank Jesus Christ for showing me what the "meaning of life" is as well as Love. hope to never stop getting stronger in Him.
My father never left me I came to him every day I knew he loved me And he disciplined me for only good My father never hurt me Unless it was for fun for me He thought precious things of me: For me I was drowned in love My father never knew me i grew into my own I neglected his love that God planted in him for me He grew old and weary and began to drive me crazy I never knew my father i began searching for him When I found him. I recieved love and pleasure I found myself lost as i called for my daddy My father is my daddy He made me his plan with his lover To nurture me, support and take care of me The way I've always known him is as my daddy My daddy is not my father My daddy does not exist The ******* i *** while in my bed annihilate me My inadequacies face me eye to eye My daddy loves me so much I keep his life going and going He knows God and His blessings by me His passions are the cosmos of life's reality for me My daddy is who i realize he is My daddy is who i realize he is He was my daddy and always will be He was my daddy as my heart lost my daddy
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Jan 9, 2017
Jan 9, 2017 at 3:14 PM UTC
Daddy
like as if it ever ended the fact that lost as if i was ever found or else we would just be crazy and as we all mix eloquence with vanity we yet, forget to greet in proper manner to speak with profession and fluidity be easy going and real... just not creepy make eye contact and show confidence unlike the breaths you take before and after bed many days pass by before one finally asks why and few are that take this question seriously enough to discover new answers With new knowledge, one wants to share with all and the select will call him crazy but they don't know, nor care to see and the more you prove yourself valid before open ears the more hazardous you seem responces of all sorts, from smiles to slander those who take you as wise, only make you seem cultic yet who cares what they think? i mean, you've probably saved people's lives but according to the establishment of subectivity you're just crazy
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Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 12:02 AM UTC
you're just crazy
you just don't know, until you are and expressing that state of loss of everything insanities it's all an illusion but death is only a new way to live it's already over, right? i mean like dude don't give into this world, though i'm scared that you'll die in it for some reason, you won't even know because you can let your conscience go instead of growing from your conscience but in all justifications i love you all of you
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Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 1:40 AM UTC
lost
the more simple the more complex the more deep the more at rest
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Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 8:50 PM UTC
no. i'm not cliche for posting this.
One thousand large books a painting never finished a song never heard
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Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 11:59 AM UTC
Every artist is a failure
lifestyles and culture political stance and war funerals at last
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 9:35 PM UTC
Untitled
A time to break is a time to cry A place to cry is a place to express To whom you express is to whom you have a friend The friend of mine is the home of mine Where my home is found is where my way of escape is found My escape is my new life A new life is a new love A new love is my God My God gave me love in the time of need My God has placed my new life in me My God was to whom I escaped My God is the home I seeked My God is where my Friend is found My God is the epitome of my expression My God gave a new tear to share My God broke me: Because He made me new
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Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 3:14 PM UTC
Run For The Cosmos
You have only created what already is created Even in your own individual thoughts, are those not your own threads of perception you were created, but you didn't create yourself I believe that our knowledge is given off of a foundational Creator our mental data, given off from the original to you like the strands of DNA, and how they have the same from their physical creator But only less information is given and our limits come to being that is what makes us who we are what already is what already was or else, just give in to the idea that we are God or that God is dead, perhaps never was alive could we be formed from something like such? Our source of life must come from life Even in our sources of electricity, from that which is "not electricity" you can still convert electricity from it where electricity is found energy cannot come from non energy nor can life come from non life however its synthesized, the pieces of consciousness must be found
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 12:39 AM UTC
common ancestry of life
(takes deep sigh with voice pitch going down) hhhhhhhuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh huhhhhhhhhhhhhhuhuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo wooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh wohhhhhhhhhhhhwoawooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh woah woahhhhhhhhhhwoahwoah
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Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 9:52 AM UTC
Lyrics for a song i wrote today
I'm singing a song from back in the old day I'm singing the song of today 'Cuz time never changes with nothing unrevealed No matter what they say, time is grey I live in a society just as all the other ones I live in the cultures of today, Cuz time never changes  with nothing old or new No matter what they say, time is grey I'm calling on a God, the one from forever ago I'm calling on the God of today 'Cus God never changes, (while) traditions have their phases No matter what they say, time is grey I'm fighting a war that was fought many years before I'm fighting the war of today 'Cuz war never changes, just a day with different faces No matter what they say, time is grey I'm dying a death, no surprise we'll all forget I'm dying the death of today 'Cuz death never changes, with us stands be still No matter what they say, time  is grey I'm singing a song from back in the old day I'm singing the song of today 'Cuz time never changes with nothing unrevealed No matter what they say, time is grey
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Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 1:54 AM UTC
Time is Gray (bluegrass lyrics)