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May 2017 · 343
ॐ(Eye. Don't Know?).
King Mün May 2017
Times not letting us go
we're just chained to this throne..
why?, When we're so suicide&accidental prone,
is it all for the apple(knowledge) of Eden we were shown?
sad day got a bright uplifting cause it snowed
and renaissance in the words we wrote,
everything happened in an instant after s/he spoke,
so we created time to fix this
with Gabriel the dude with wings God sent,
eye. also know this is quite a bit to process,
so you're an amateur on this land, yes?

all we know is this~>the words to the lyrics,
time capsule needs a quick fix,
to sort out the glitches..
there's no turning back now,
linear to full spheres in cycles, how?
it's only temporary this dungeon..
(time)..

*Psychological wreck,
back against the wall,
water to the neck,
drowning in the winter,
ice cold truth for the sinner,
mind/over matter, reality is false,
rose golden rain again,
conscious as christ blood in væin again,
evolve solo.

ego death, then take a deep "breath" to die and reinstall your ******'
soulmate(it's too late to get off this train),
mom&eye. are quantum physics(like the rain),
she may never understand your name..
(rose golden, btw.)
..
(meraki)●

King Mün May 2017
"visual journal entry#113:
paralysed linear time overdose,
toe to toe w/the foes,
aura imbalances,
chakra cancerous&hazardous environments,
old soul overgrown..
consciousness retirement
dried up tear ducts, self-destruct and wrist cuts
bloodstreams to the head rush, then waterfall through it all..
the unknown goes on&on
Russian roulette games gone wrong..
(eye. still meditate.)".
"•waiting on that one day our souls can conversate,
energy exchange, disregard old sins&past days..
I'm just venting on a sober Sunday evening wave,
contrast in the forest of memories,
inner peace in centerpiece,
Aztec&Mayan honesty..futura free"
King Mün May 2017
ॐ..let the dragon fall asleep,
shawshank redeem
and sunrise(pillows) on the beach,
breathing oxygen into heat
and foul souls delete..
the Mün's still underrated, until sobriety faded
Eye've. been noticing these lenses on me,
reaping sowed grief
whilst I'm too paranoid to care,
too familiar w/the void to bare the voices
and the noise..
copy of a copy version- Voltaire;

only meta-physical deities make an unreal neguh feel naïve
anyway, I'll keep my inner thoughts short&(bitter)sweet,
unlike my (hue).man condition,
when my heART beats through the concrete,
doesn't really matter whether I bleed
I'm ******* human on repeat/reincarnate "so to speak.."
•two~thousand&seventeen(healing the poverty in your psyche.)

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