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All
Like minded people
think alike
I think?
But nevermind
don't Blink*
or close
your Eyes
Can't sleep
Food for thought
But can't eat
Man I got Hunger
pangs
Or tell me is it
either pain
in my
Brain
Insane?
Might need a
Shrink
Or a drink?
But like you
I don't drink
Alcohol
At all
Yeah, mostly
H²O
Bro
Or maybe Juice
Sometimes
But Oh!?
So there's

Grey Goøse
That's got
Me / slash / You
Feeling loose?
Stuped?
Mind in a
Loop? ( pause )
Now was that?
Take 1
or Take 2
Snooze 💤
Just a feeling of
De'javu
True?
Says Who?
Me /slash / You
Clue?
Man,
I'm feel'n I've said
these lines
Before
Some-where?
Unsure.. Unclear?
Hmmm?
Or maybe
I'll just
L👀k
Over there
But won't stare
Ønly Be-ware
No Dare
For the Truth
And the glare
Is in the..
Eyes
Like 3
I's
A third
I
And that's
Pertaining to
the meaning of
Yours and My
/ slash /
¿Mines
Like Minds?
Just mess'n around
with another cryptic
freestyle 🙃
Now if you like
riddles, I've placed 8
clues pertaining to 3
recent poems I've
written.
Can you guess which
ones they are? FYI
there are a lot of
other riddles in here
as well
And just to be clear,
I don't believe in the practice
of opening the so called 3rd eye or
pinealgland,
This is something I believe should
happen on its own when
pursuing absolute
Truth 🙂
God gave me a broken hand,
Reality is a paradox,
SEARCHING for a way
Out the box.



-Until then, I'll be sleep walking
Through the matrix.


                                                       ­                 ©MH
Aaron LaLux Sep 2018
Connect like comets,
got thoughts but won’t comment,
controversial as a result of being honest,
honestly sick of the politics & sick of the nonsense,
actually I’m sick of it all to be honest but still I won’t *****,
conflicted by the conflicts that’re inflicted on my conscience,
from the constant onslaught of plots that they’ve got that I’m barraged with,
in this enormous orbit that we’re all in it’s ugly & gorgeous I’m nauseous but conscious,

just wishing they’d stop it & I’ve lost my train of thought but haven’t yet lost consciousness,

at,

a house party in The Hamptons,
July 6th. 2018,
last week D.C.,
next week Miami,

bless the vibes like we bless the mics,
that’s why they want us around,
if I get the invite & have the time I might take that flight,
because I’ve been all around but still up to get gown,

buzzing off of a mixture of different chemicals,
feeling Sharon ****** operating off of basic instinct,
Semi-Quasi-Serious-Centennial-American-Millennials,
wer­e are what is in so we tell them to get out with their doubts & we dismiss what they think,

live big & still get enough to give more than a little bit away to various charities,

with 3rd Eye Vision that’s 20/20 so they can’t pull a fast one on me,
in the perfect position I see everything while most of them can barely see anything,
not kidding but we do play no kids no way,
our artistic creations are what we will leave behind as our living legacies,

staying grounded at the same time we’re all stars outta this world like a fabulous galaxy,

where we connect like comets,
got thoughts but won’t comment,
controversial as a result of being honest,
honestly sick of the politics & sick of the nonsense,
actually I’m sick of it all to be honest but still I won’t *****,
conflicted by the conflicts that’re inflicted on my conscience,
from the constant onslaught of plots that they’ve got that I’m barraged with,
in this enormous orbit that we’re all in it’s ugly & gorgeous I’m nauseous but conscious,

just wishing they’d stop it & I’ve lost my train of thought but haven’t yet lost consciousness…

∆ Aaron LaLux ∆
Sara Kellie Aug 2018
Look inside you if you can,
deep where no one's ever been.
Embracing yourself in your own Kingdom, you are Queen.
Impossible to see
but what do you feel?
Open your third eye and
what you are is real.

A vibration from here.
A vibration from there.
You are the Queen of Everywhere.

Poetry by Kaydee.
Dear vibrations, open your minds.
Aaron LaLux Mar 2017
I’m freakin out,
I think I might have a disease,
and I want to tell you what it is,
but I won’t because it’s embarrassing,

not ready yet to release the Skeletons from my Closet,

plus there’s a lot of Skeletons in my closet because it’s a walk-in,

it’s funny how I used to get played back in the day but now even the jocks are on my **** jockin’,

on my **** and ****,
not trying to be too ******,
like making a passively racist joke at a party,
over bites of caviar from a Baluga,

whoo raw!

Hee haw,

I’m freakin out,
I think I might have a disease,
and I want to tell you what it is,
but I won’t because it’s embarrassing,

don’t want to talk about it,
don’t even know why I’m writing about it,
because you probably don’t want to even read about it,
sorry I brought it up let’s change the subject to something not so uncomfortable how about this,

what’s fun to you,
dressed up whips and leather,
crazy style loco real life live freak show,
you call it a cyclone I call it perfect weather,

tether,
your morals,
on a flag pole,
fly a fckn pirate flag,

where are we,
I mean as a society,
it’s 2017,
what the fck are you saying,

tell me something real,
tell me something original,
tell me something I’ve never heard before,
or don’t tell me anything at all,

possessed,
yeah I said it,
how else could I write these unlimited verses,
without a single edit,

this is the perfect version,
of a beneficial *******,
so open up your 3rd Eye for a second,
and experience this in 1st person,

step inside the mind of a mad man,
they always ask what it’s like to be Aaron,
well now’s your chance to find out,
so do it now because most times there’s no 2nd chance,

I’m freakin out,
I think I might have a disease,
and I want to tell you what it is,
but I won’t because it’s embarrassing,

not ready yet to release the Skeletons from my Closet,

plus there’s a lot of Skeletons in my closet because it’s a walk-in,

it’s funny how I used to get played back in the day but now even the jocks are on my **** jockin’…

∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
talaina sorensen Sep 2016
It is only a fool whom can be finessed.
So fools, when you come.. please come correct.
This is Me! Or did you forget?
In secret you envy me.
Because you can't spell Truth without a T.
Trying to get more from me,
**** around and end up with less.
If you want to gamble,
I'll raise your bet.
I called your bluff long before I seen you sweat.
Love to see me at my worst?
Then Hate will fill your eyes when I'm at my best.
Do yourself a favor..
Stay in your lane,
And watch your step.

— The End —