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Back then the radical were few and far in between Now there’s one no more then ten cracks from every corner The bar has been lowered, Exponentially, On what amazes. The words we use have been weakened By the weekend. Oh it is a beautiful thing, if used correctly. Linguistics mixed with hedonistic freedom Never to forget the balance of fantasy and intellect Theories and Fairy tales Fables and Ideals All the while in the throes of mystical madness Have a bit of genius if you’d please, Don’t mind the psychosis, It’s just a.. Seasonal Drag “You’ve always got to find something to conflict with And something to coexist with” Said the human mind The ever rumbling sense maker The creator and taker of breath and chance The Feeling factory in which we’re all constantly Clocking In at. The Decider. The world within us so expansive one must toe the line or Forget there is any outside world at all. No one can explain it all But we must take part in it! Even if that means for us to Pick apart the parts in it A Piece of me, A Piece of you Is peace in us and I conclude That neither I or you Are obstacles, we’re one We’re earth, we’re truth. Namaste.
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Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 12:37 AM UTC
Seasonal Drag
Back then the radical were few and far in between Now there’s one no more then ten cracks from every corner The bar has been lowered, Exponentially, On what amazes. The words we use have been weakened By the weekend. Oh it is a beautiful thing, if used correctly. Linguistics mixed with hedonistic freedom Never to forget the balance of fantasy and intellect Theories and Fairy tales Fables and Ideals All the while in the throes of mystical madness Have a bit of genius if you’d please, Don’t mind the psychosis, It’s just a.. Seasonal Drag “You’ve always got to find something to conflict with And something to coexist with” Said the human mind The ever rumbling sense maker The creator and taker of breath and chance The Feeling factory in which we’re all constantly Clocking In at. The Decider. The world within us so expansive one must toe the line or Forget there is any outside world at all. No one can explain it all But we must take part in it! Even if that means for us to Pick apart the parts in it A Piece of me, A Piece of you Is peace in us and I conclude That neither I or you Are obstacles, we’re one We’re earth, we’re truth. Namaste.
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Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 12:37 AM UTC
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