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Brycical Jan 2013
State a fact.

Then ask        if you can prove it.
Answer.
How?
Then ask        if you can prove that.
Answer.
How?
Then ask        if you can prove that.
Answer.
How?
Then ask        if you can prove that.

Repeat for three minutes
and see what happens.
Brycical Jan 2013
to be peaceful and not wage war
instead of fighting everyone
for limited blood oil
use unlimited resources like the sun

It just makes sense
when we work together
there's a lot more we can get done
to be present and listen
is the start of real conversation

It just makes sense
to talk & toss things out
cause all we know for sure
is that we walk here now

It just makes sense
to dissolve fear & love
into one cause that's what we are
from start to end
Brycical Jan 2013
1) Poorly attempted precognition
2) One of the most difficult
delusions to overcome.
Brycical Dec 2012
Thoughts evolve--
some harden
it's not a restart--
--it's a re-tuneup
like a mitochondrion blast to the brain
unchained and unburdened
burping out old patterns
with unhinged words orbiting
Saturn's Rings
the Summer Breeze
keeps teaching me
and I to her
with burning clarity.

It's feeling silly slinging
cyclical prisons off mental cliffs
singing Hallelujah 'till New Year
in our own time
flying through space in her eyes
electrifying each other when I
sometimes understand arabic.  

There's a shift in the desert sands--
feeling rain as I dance on my mind's eye
like waking up from a hallucination
as the water reignites my earthy veins
burning brightly off my tongue
breathing fresh air upon
entering another vertical 27th dimension in space
cause our smiles done gone crazy  
like an azurite lightning strike to the brain!

The name whispered in my mind
by the Summer Breeze
cause I cool things down with ease
with my spiraling cyclical George Carlin cynical
thoughts marchin' causing revolution
within ourselves beating hearts bleeding art
singing blues getting lost in the dawn light sun
sparkling in our smiles smoking like a peace pipe
being passed around a campfire.
Brycical Dec 2012
A conscious choice we transform
into a subconscious impulse.
Brycical Dec 2012
What a sweet/savory masterpiece!
Always thought I would ask
for lobster as my last meal*
but your juicy succulence
touched my stomach
in naughty places
and now I cannot stop thinking of you!

I think it goes without saying
that you're the best tasting burger on the planet
despite the fact that I have yet to try
all the burgers on the planet.
*should I find myself in a situation that allows me the ability to ask for one.
Brycical Dec 2012
Closed my heart for a moment
to open my eyes
& mind,
didn't realize
I was nakedly dancing
with some reprobate snakes  
because I was trying to make them smile
like a stripper searching for tips.

I liked the way they rattled
through life, their *****
thoughts synced
up to diff'rent
drums 'till I felt the venom
in my veins they claimed were
love bites, despite the paralyzation
of my intuition and warmth.

I was seeking out the snake's smile
if only for a little while
cause I thought my heart could help.
But snakes can't crack a smile,
no, snakes can't crack a smile.
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