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I hate winter
Yes i do
Simply because
There's nothing to do

But I love the time
When it's nearing its end
And the sunshine
Returns to the land

And its rays show
The true beauty of light
As it shines in my face
And beautifies the thing
That I hate.
the only time i love snow is when the sun is shining off it and it lights up everything else in the world.
I wait
For those days
When the earth is warm
And the sun shines bright

I wait
For the earth to dry
And dirt becomes dust
Kicked into the sky

I wait
For the sky to show
its festival colors
as we drift into the night

I wait
For that day
I can comfortably
Go outside
Winter is the worst season at all because i am isolated inside. Summer i can be as free as i feel.
Om
Om
Nag champa
Soothes the soul

Om
Disperses the energy
And brings upon a world unknown

Om
Sacred meditation
A time to be alone

Om
Ultimate reality
Is where i belong
Speakers jumping
To the thoughts in my head
Producing emotion
Throughout the land

I was down but i lifted my head
Looked at the sun
With his plasma dreads
He said to me
No need to be sad

So i picked myself up
And kept playing those jams
Now my spirit lives without dread
Ripple in the space
As the thread of time sows.
Producing a future
For all us to own.

Yet pull on the strings
And they become strung out.
The world falls apart.
Wiggle and wiggle in my dreams
Though i am yet not asleep.
The rippling of waves on the ceiling
And the tide of the walls closing in.

Yet the sea is red
A Blood Red Sea that it is
Not only drowns but desperately burns at my skin.

So I sit and suffer in this hellish abyss
Thinking of all the sins i didn't did
Thinking am i mad for these thoughts
But what is making me mad is the money
With what i bought.
1/30th of a second
Is where i have been
Exploring the limits
Of our fellow man

To experiment with
The twitches and jerks
Go inside minds
To see what works

To see this mush
Tick like a clock
But just like a clock
The mind must stop
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