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May 2018
Lets call me mr rhythm stick
secrets out and I’m the top of it

go as far as you want
but not farther than you need to
from CoMo to Vermont
the sky to me is ******* see through

man need not experience what is death
peering pairnoid breath embrace the threat
instead bring the condition where he rise
above life and erase karmic debt

body disguise the hunger of the pines
never affix to the world you were borne to
seek the mystery within and dodge the mines

like you were sworn to ,
I swear your like *** in a cup
and now I’m po'rn through

the soul frozen and stagnant Barely movement
bound  to the panoptic captivity we prove it
until we adhere to freedom
movement not improved sit .

the poets tell us the horse knows his master
he dances cause he knows what he’s after

life is a swing of light
striking the mirror of our hearts where the baby smiles and kicks
because there’s no reason not to enjoy the licks of life’s lumps
stuck in a slump
cause we don’t know of the night of power

W҉h҉e҉r҉e҉

spirits attracted angels descended prouder
the mountains and trees bow down to God
and in their bowing the soul rises above the flower

that’s the joy of nights respite
catch the moments of the souls and respond
past the material  and beyond the bombed despite

The sound of one bell when it rings and the others vibrate delight

man growin successful in the material world
but lost contact with his inner being twirled

spinning spiders silk round himself
hurled and hung from his neck like a belt
that sight can cause much unrest
to him where **** lies happiness ?

paradise where music dances
there is genius

your heart like a compass
but where does it ==point==>?
the goal of existence

what a tangled web
only a spider could unweave
these ****** up toxic templates we conceive

Submit the shining solution
Sunrise Mists Dawn and only a dream weaver could receive

Magically real with a potent message up my sleeve
I pray to god
I play with god
I dance for god
I sing for god
compassion taught by the body on the cross
sacrificial goat to be the salvation for our thoughts
and deeds, what our minds perceive
snakes in reeds
symbols and seizures

connect to prophetic illusions relieved but still fissure
truth absolute every word from alpha to omega

but you know I'll give you one better
act like we blessed
from the breath on our chest
wake up exhale the best breath in the west

because source came from
3 in the eyes
2 in the hands and
1 in the chest.

Might as well call me Xross dress'd
for the material is so trans --
substantial you would think
it was more than a handfYl

of electrons, exotic like a mouthful of battles
mind full of enemies brought to you by dancing darkness
Mines full of ending these shadows and be blessed light shields

Welcome sacred meadows
advancing deserts burning bush
Thought to breeze realize it;;;;s Kush
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