The deeper the river, the sweeter the depth.
This is what my soul whispers in song
I am a blade beqring batallion
A missle set to launch
3
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2
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1
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Blasting Off
Through worlds of order and cosmic radiation to where all is one.. meet you there, my many loves.. meet me there. ❤
Monday, July 22, 2019
Sunday, July 14, 2019
The Beginning of Something New
Recieve your daily bread
Go ahead, eat it
A day without suffering marks a purpose defeated
I know I've gotta grow, with alot to show
Why deny the 13th try... learn through failure
Manifest further, scream bloody murder
Its like I could do better things
Left to my meddlings
Bridges of ecstacies
But.. are they meant for me?
I just wanna do God's will
Enlighten the conscience
These goons and goblins
Bat thier eyes... I'm half suprised
That one outta all of em
More than half-alive
I'm half way home
I'm fully grown
Not following any,
on this microphone
I stand alone
Revel in aloneness
My spirit flies to the moon
For an hour of atonement
I'm fully awake
Partially conditoned
Take a seat listen
Absorb the answer
The pathways are many
But unity bares no path
Laugh 1000 times
But which kind but human
Sucks juice from the rhine
With a pestuilant mind
I'm shaving iron
From my blades edge
My hedge is defined
Garderners grit
Suctioneers spit
You heard it hear folks
Straight from splitting lips
Sunday, July 7, 2019
Daily Double
Sumtimes I feel so stricken
The sunlight merely sickens
This blues clues overused snooze
Awaiting.. as an ending?
The questioning intensifies
The question then gets questioned
The splintered lyricist
Can doubt his thoughts conception
When beauty has no prevalence
Intelligence gets smothered
And so my weary brother
Lets hit the streets, like rubber
Lets bounce from silly studders
Eyes fixed upon the wonders
7..8.. thier numerous
Make emotions work for us
Build a building outta dust
That cannot rust or be combusted
Of all the words you read today
The daily news, poetic justice
Consider this, the truest song
Pick up your head and carry on
This fight we fight forever strong
Until the dusk competes with dawn
The sunlight merely sickens
This blues clues overused snooze
Awaiting.. as an ending?
The questioning intensifies
The question then gets questioned
The splintered lyricist
Can doubt his thoughts conception
When beauty has no prevalence
Intelligence gets smothered
And so my weary brother
Lets hit the streets, like rubber
Lets bounce from silly studders
Eyes fixed upon the wonders
7..8.. thier numerous
Make emotions work for us
Build a building outta dust
That cannot rust or be combusted
Of all the words you read today
The daily news, poetic justice
Consider this, the truest song
Pick up your head and carry on
This fight we fight forever strong
Until the dusk competes with dawn
Monday, July 1, 2019
Verbal Anomaly
Skitter scatter to the pitter patter
An ingenious mind that consumes the data Rhymes to capture growing fatter
Lonely rooms now fill with laughter
Love the music, play it faster
Like your style it frays the standard
Bridges built off all we capture
Subtle sounds that click the camera
Its a anomaly in all honesty
After thought this life suprises me
Its fresh and new, and old and fine
Excited of what I might find
I lay the substance, line by line
Brick by brick untill defined
Oh how an ending would be so pleasent
When one gets lost within the desert
Im back in harmony mother leopard
Your cradle rocked my good willed shepard
I know you dream of money lenders
I plan and plot poetic splendor
This is a sequence of our souls
We meet and merge and form a road Shambalas treasures, half-way sold
You bring the warmth refuting cold
An ingenious mind that consumes the data Rhymes to capture growing fatter
Lonely rooms now fill with laughter
Love the music, play it faster
Like your style it frays the standard
Bridges built off all we capture
Subtle sounds that click the camera
Its a anomaly in all honesty
After thought this life suprises me
Its fresh and new, and old and fine
Excited of what I might find
I lay the substance, line by line
Brick by brick untill defined
Oh how an ending would be so pleasent
When one gets lost within the desert
Im back in harmony mother leopard
Your cradle rocked my good willed shepard
I know you dream of money lenders
I plan and plot poetic splendor
This is a sequence of our souls
We meet and merge and form a road Shambalas treasures, half-way sold
You bring the warmth refuting cold
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