Court of owls New ink, new shoes Clocks on, I'm about to run it
Fast as my pain's Timeframe, bout to gun it
I hope you feel something better my man,
I'm feeling something I'm feeling something better than planned
Tuck in the winter, dam i fall into action springing past Morty and summer While I'm watching TV slumber shaking off chains of reactions
is it a new start call it innov8ing or maybe to our past Definistrating
memories, atoms alternating like the world sputters aspirating
Spit split straight portals compensating I'm drunk on Dark matter ever oscillating
the wind turned to me just so it could turn on me
Judgment for eternity Experience is the same
it howled with certainty MY Experience denied 3x
so now you hear me? from this judgment
I'm always ripping free I don't generate art
so you can whip at me I might penetrate stars
The universe is an artist so Why does it ****** us
Aint the universe ever even heard of us?
I'm the passenger and still woozy the sickness feeling the pressure but I gotta be a witness
compassionate, no judgment we all have our reasons
~Got a spot that I keep w33d in Hidden with the green stem bleedin
we may have different heavens but we come from the same soil When others decide our emotions Got so many reasons for defense, reach out and tipped it for the deflect emotions reflect the deficit of me breathe I just shake my head so heavy, I need rest
Court of owls Port of vowels I am Born of miles
So I adult when you consult the Occult
knowings the lotion but still decomposin all this is music I just need to recompose it Saved another life Now the reaper owes it
I think I've got amnesia, Waking up to Sir you had a seizure Eyes always look like Man...I wouldn't wanna be ya
Empathy is another form of slavery we sign up for
We live and we learn Boomerang on the mic I go and return
But its not just about living well its about knowing the root of life
its Taking the threads in your hands to rack the rains and crack the chains
Caught in the dream, my ego forgets Sleep is such a shy death
*Court of owls Port of vowels I am Born of miles in the Korn of howls
The sea of silence lies between us, but In silence nature's grandest work is done and the Life's brightest stars rise from a troubled darkness. So remember, even if you are not ready for light it cannot always be darkness.
We can be perfect. Maybe not by the imperfect standards of others. But they say nobody's perfect. They don't believe in perfection. They never watched a bird in flight, headed south. Perfect. A baby crying for food, perfect. Our consciousness can be perfect, if even for a minute. That means we can too. There are games that are impossible to be perfect at. Then there are parlor games such as pool, darts and bowling. You can be perfect at those sometimes, if you practice. The same goes with life. If we think we can't be perfect, then it is impossible. If we aspire to think perfect thoughts, then those thoughts aspire forever. Forever. I fail all the time, but it is my own fault, because I try things that are said to be impossible. Why not?
The tears of a child, the pain of a mother! A heart full of memories of a dead father! Here's so much sorrow, in every eye. Nothing but hurt left here, Nothing but bullets, pain, misery and shattered dreams …. Yet for the children of world only one equation counts: their shared humanity.
We will gather together as brothers, We will gather together as brothers. and we will live in solidarity with others in this world, we are the thirsty souls of a world without divisions. If we merge mercy with might and might with right, then love becomes our legacy and change, our children's birth right. Let's step out of the shade, aflame and unafraid and don't trust any immortalist. The dove will find a resting place!
It’s not even all that entertaining anymore. There has to be something now to really, really shake things up. Human beings are all so tiresome. I deal with this illusion only by necessity, not at all by choice. Though, I am so grateful, in a sense. I love everything; I do. But in another sense, I see how dead it all is and I abhor it. How do I love the **** too and leave it go past, just like luxuries tempted? Show me pure peace as a way of life. This is how I wish to spend my human life: In Peace with Peace for Peace by Peace as Peace.
From black robes to white with hoods, from a red cross to the one burning yellow; your misdeeds are upon you. The executioner’s axe is ready at hand. You must bow. You must confess. Atonement will be made and the demons released. This is how we move through. There is no more acquittal. We are here to take back what was taken. We are chosen for our sensitivity and compassion and tender love for all God’s creation. We see us in them. We see all in everything. This is the way. We are moving forward. The old ways are dead. Yes, we are here.
All this universe, to the furthest stars, all beyond them, is your flesh, your soul. And one day, under the great sky in solitude and silence, with humble heart shall I stand face to face with the abyss, then, I think, i will understand why there is such a play of colors on clouds, on water, and why flowers are painted in tints, why there is music in leaves, and why the waves sending their chorus of voices to the heart of the listening earth when I sing to make you dance.
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Your creative holy work has a great purpose! Escorting the hopeful aspiriant to the place Where the shadow dawns into explosive light! Gently nudging, englightening cognizence of new awareness As pieces of puzzlement merge into a glorious whole!
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