#acidtrip
And I was there.
The walls were alive.
Breathing.
“Who are you?”
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“I am Nothing.
I am Opposite.
I am Void.
I am Absence.”
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I had returned from that place.
Asking the same question I was asked there.
"I am...
Excited by the dancing of colors and the movement of sound.
I am entranced by her touch,
a slave to her warmth,
eternally awaiting her beckon.
I am the introspective self lost inside the infinitesimally infinite space between the question and the answer.
For now. "
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 6:21 AM UTC
Ooo how to describe the feeling
The feeling that I get
The feeling that I get
When I'm with you
We've been to the Garden of Eden
And seen God
Seen the snake that played Eve
And came back
With roses and flowers
Plants that smelled like blue berries, asparagus and mushrooms
That was our Ezekiel,
Better yet our Genesis
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We’ve been to the coast were they still Harlem shake
Except they shake their whole bodies like if they caught seizures
We laughed at their moves
But skilled one had to be to shake like that
As if they had 100 grams of sugar in their system
They went at it for two or three, on what felt like days
We were almost left behind
How can we forget we almost missed that plane
Since we barely slept
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Let's take a trip far from memory lane
One that can only be remembered by the pictures we take
I found this new place
Is supposed to be great
They say is the second best thing next to heaven and we both been near that
Is like one step forward and two step back
Let's take a trip
I promise it'll be first class
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 11:06 AM UTC