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Feb 2018
Your holiness reading scripts
yet I wonder what they meant
Some guru holding pose from 8 to 8.

But none of them are walking, like jesus said to do.
No none of them are living a life like mine.

And i wonder what more i could do
with my existence
than I have today .

I make a husband happy.
I baby sit a kid for cheap.
I paint pictures
I sow to reap.
What are we gaining,
from chastity and isolation

at night i center myself in introspection
hoping to do better the next day
to find deeper states of awareness
to bring this world something
it can consume..

But wondering,
we all have some purpose
some place
whats mine.
and whats theirs...
What are we doing
Pan's Central Express SYRNIX
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Pan's Central Express SYRNIX  122/East Of EDEN
(122/East Of EDEN)   
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       Traveler and Goingawayayayay
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