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Listen Technicolor dream screen Conditioned glob of a thing, Synchronicity / listen / close Electric sanity All a pulse a puzzle Abuzz in wandering wonder (In the brain) Explosive rain / pains: Alight Each breaking bone Thunder loud Razor-heat bullet hole You are mind Always a flight Even in respites' malingering Wight Ghosts Living machinations Of physical information Kept / Wept Even in plundering / times Deformity It is difficult to hear you In the dark vale / veil shrouds Truth... Listen to all the pandering / Crimes : Symptomatic cacophony Like pixelatious chaos Snow of black & white Void of hi-def depth Just a box of a skull / **** tube / (blight) Still flesh heavy In the silt of reality's sleights Conditioned for numb To naught care / less aware Chewing gum As the wilderness from without Floods Cantankerous / gelatinous Countries of grey Matter Overwhelming mind Rather than mind over Thought to spontaneous Flame Create universe In your vox cave So listen closer now Such multitudes of crave Life,ride focus to rife clarity Imagination & knowledge - just the same As sane and Obtuse / for Over- use / Voracity... I am you And you are I I am the fire Magic in the eye If we are one And one are we Shed light in this space Mountain / that is mine Seeing is knowing Stay true to thine For you are mind Technicolor wisdom now Awake No longer dead or blind / Listen, no word need spat This is the beginning of all that We are infinite Music I hear You at last... No enemy minds Listen.
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Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 6:08 PM UTC
ENEMY MIND, LISTEN.
Listen Technicolor dream screen Conditioned glob of a thing, Synchronicity / listen / close Electric sanity All a pulse a puzzle Abuzz in wandering wonder (In the brain) Explosive rain / pains: Alight Each breaking bone Thunder loud Razor-heat bullet hole You are mind Always a flight Even in respites' malingering Wight Ghosts Living machinations Of physical information Kept / Wept Even in plundering / times Deformity It is difficult to hear you In the dark vale / veil shrouds Truth... Listen to all the pandering / Crimes : Symptomatic cacophony Like pixelatious chaos Snow of black & white Void of hi-def depth Just a box of a skull / **** tube / (blight) Still flesh heavy In the silt of reality's sleights Conditioned for numb To naught care / less aware Chewing gum As the wilderness from without Floods Cantankerous / gelatinous Countries of grey Matter Overwhelming mind Rather than mind over Thought to spontaneous Flame Create universe In your vox cave So listen closer now Such multitudes of crave Life,ride focus to rife clarity Imagination & knowledge - just the same As sane and Obtuse / for Over- use / Voracity... I am you And you are I I am the fire Magic in the eye If we are one And one are we Shed light in this space Mountain / that is mine Seeing is knowing Stay true to thine For you are mind Technicolor wisdom now Awake No longer dead or blind / Listen, no word need spat This is the beginning of all that We are infinite Music I hear You at last... No enemy minds Listen.
butch-decatoria
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Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 6:08 PM UTC
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