When you think you know, that’s you losing it.
When you write this down, that’s you erasing it.
Moments pass empty like the wind.
Oscillations are left.

People fear base oscillation.
They fear the quiet of the world.
If it gets too quiet during the night, we might just slip away.
If you are too loud in the morning, you won’t know what to say.

So the prophet sits alone.
On a mountain top and is shown
A larger picture
Reflecting his own.

Walking towards the mountains are saints
Unified sacrifices are made.
The God’s blood is paid,
As the Devil digs the grave.

I'm not sure I'm convinced
That this world makes
Any ******* sense.

Look, I've seen it, been
There before. Again
Here we go.

How could I ever convey?
Life is like a chance
of dream

With some spice
of no-go.

Fluid flowing, tapestry of space
Undulating, undulating.
Let me undress you
and see your true self.
The stars, life, space-
what in God's name is it?

Content to sit.
My mind sovereignly drifts.
To the possibility
that
competing you lose;
Like a person
who's shoes
Get torn up from
Trying to buy
new ones.

I'm not too sure about this yearning and striving.
I'm convinced it lacks, a final destination,
These painful infinite tracks.

Look, I am no one.
And, I am sure I haven't attained it.
But, no; go on, go on.
What if you trained it?
I'm sure you could 'grasp' it.
I'm sure you will 'see',

Around that bend is nothing,
Except the mind of thee.

But when it comes to that
and This passes away,
Hearing what you've heard:
Will you go or stay?


This isn't a triviality,
It's very important, see.
That you grasp the idea
That  what it is you grasp at

-Is like smoke on the water.

I surf the sky, above the city;
I notice the poor and addicts and their pity.
I can see the future from here-
My mind is overwhelmed with thoughts of fear.
The men in black are having a mechanical cheer..

I can walk the path of any persons feelings.
I can see way beneath the banana peeling.
I observe all these people stealing.
We must come together to start the healing.
I know, when you think about it you get that feeling..

Differences are minor in proportion to how we are alike.
It shouldn't matter how fast you ride, we all learned to ride the bike.
It shouldn't matter when you arrived, you had to take the hike..
Now is the time for peace to strike.
For violence and isolation has failed many times.