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Abstraction
Help me! I am watching atomic warfare from the safety
of the moon. I am dancing sacrilegiously o the sound of
infectious tunes. There is no sunset, is no sunrise, things
on earth don't seem as they are. The opal planet I once
called home is now revolving a dying star. Strange! Awakening
from cryonic sleep I vacate my homely hemisphere. My soul
travels on turbulent thoughts whilst my innards remain
here. I feel pity for the ignorant one who leaves the
egg but the shell remains. The severance of umbilical
ties multiples his deepest pains. Through the eyes in
my head I hear the purple flower's scent. Casting shadows
in the shade Lusting for the gates of jade. Through hallucinative
wealth I cannot comprehend myself. Sterility, fertility
- the life that dwells inside of me. I often stop to wonder
whilst gazing to the sky. Is there life beyond the quasars,
will I find out when I die? Is there a being out there
who gaze into the night And see our burning star as a
tiny spark of light? Repeat verse 1.
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Shell
The abundance of pores in this shell Manifest
as I draw experience. Only time will tell. If I've manufactured
a spiritual cell Filling each space with what I see. Experience
molds my destiny. Life is the rezoning for the cause.
My existence bids to nature's laws. My body a shell of
human cells that contain me. Myself a kaleidoscope of
thoughts that won't set me free. With each breath that
I take I slowly fill the space which will be me! This
feeling it causes me to..... While away the years and
suck experience. Till my shell is filled and I die. Woven
flesh tomb - encases my soul Changes in seven year cycles.
Still wandering - does my shell have a cause? The end.
A measure of my worth.
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Purple
Looking in the corner of a magic round room, trying
to find the bottom of the top from the imbetweenal plane.
Ultraviolet craniums glowing with seductive scent. The
circus now surrounds me, attractive but obscene. I do
not understand me! Can you repeat me please? A strange
and distant melody. Provoking an absurdity Opaque, my
existence from the end to the start. Numbing creation
but creatively inspired. I do not understand me! Can you
repeat me please? Particles of edis saloc. Taste the thought-provoking
breeze. An interpretation of creation. Feel the uncontrolled
in oscillation. But a vision of alienation. Enter into
a labyrinth. A new direction to uphold. New inputs accepted.
Then as earing the world still turns. And Mother Nature
will never grow old! Purple. Angles found in symmetrical
visions- impossibilities come to life. Edis saloc stripped
from nature Severely severed Placed in a pyramid.
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Jar
of Kingdom
Unleash your swimming life. Allow it to be caught
by science. Life's boundaries are being smashed. Processes
in natures defiance. Existence without creation. Life
without conception. Humanity pushes progress. But is this
in the right direction baby? Cones. Not knowing where
you came from. Professionally created. Who were you spawned
from? Frozen you have waited. An after crop of technology,
not knowing the warren crop of Flowing milk and honey.
Experiments no longer restricted to animals. As long as
you got the money. Caught in a realm of fantasy - is an
actual reality. Life of mass brutality. You've blossomed
from modern surgery. End the tears of infertile parents,
embryo's paused in time. Is your life an endless question
or an unnatural crime? Now you know, you have been told,
the truth about your life. You're father was a sterile
test tube, your mother a surgical knife. Unable to carry
a child so meek and mild - who's fault is this? Our seed
shall blend with science in an alliance - our minds insist.
So now you find your life's an endless cause The endless
question that haunts you - you can not pause. Your parents
say they are truly yours. Answering questions, opening
doors.
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Wandering
and Wondering
I feel and I smell and I taste and I see.
Experiences they dub reality. I'm living life's journey
the best that I can. But sometimes I find I don't know
where I am. I often perceive the world out of context,
The more that I wonder the more I'm perplexed. So I look
to balance and self-harmony. While I'm in life and life's
in me. I am a being who is unique. What I discover depends
what I seek. I with to travel without to within. To discover
existence outside of my skin. I feel and I smell and I
taste and I see. Experiences they dub reality. I'm living
life's journey the best that I can. But sometimes I find
I don't know where I am. I often perceive the world out
of context, The more that I wonder the more I'm perplexed.
So I look to balance and self-harmony. While I'm in life
and lives in me I feel, smell, taste an I see Experience
called reality And I live the best that I can.
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Found
I once had a vivid dream, Where all was so clear yet
unseen. And boundary less I could go, My physical form
did not show, And looking down from below, At the people
who gathered and cried, Came the realization that my body
had died.
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Enhancing
Enigma
A captive soul returns. Limited to materialistic boundaries.
Repeating the process of learning. As previous knowledge
dissolved long ago. Bewildered by totems in nature. We
quest universe reflection, but When mind potentialities
exhaust. The answers remain untapped. Homosapiens terrorize
one another. Conforming like drones. Homosapiens, molesters
of nature Homosapiens, parasites of the earth. Concepts
of existence astonish. Reality resides within myself.
Significance is questionable. We're less to the universe
than amoeba to the oceans. A mass of molecules and atoms.
United to host my consciousness. Ending in physical erosion.
Repeating the cyclic process. Is this concept mirrored
within my self?
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Brumal:
a view from Pluto
Dwell on an eccentric orbit, plutonium
hemisphere engaged In a mutual-eclipse. The sun just a
bright star low in the sky. Rock and ice, the dark world
under. Charon Where the light succumbs to dark. Pluto
god of the lower meridian. The apparent paths of the sun.
Two nuclei collide and form into a new haze. Exploring
retina locked into zenith gaze. Far from a common orbit.
I see the sights that no one knows. The picture of our
universe, spread infinitely over space Observe the riddle
that's entwined. With an awe of mystery. A contradictory
universe had a beginning, yet existed forever. Cold as.
The initial state of the universe is often hard to comprehend.
Due to the macrocosm of space. Alpha Centauri is now clear
in view. Yet the galaxies, still can't be seen through.
Light years away, from any other being. Shadows of Charon
I am now foreseeing. Existence within worlds within worlds?
Existence within worlds within worlds! Existence within
worlds within worlds? Existence within worlds within worlds!
Two nuclei collide and form into a new phase But now the
zenith gaze is just a haze.
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Worlds
within Worlds
Like creatures in the deepest oceans. You are existing
unaware of worlds outside your own. Disregard what is
believed and fantasy shall enter. Begin to think of
concepts that are slightly left of center. Begin with
out beginning and conclude eternally. A mass infinite
cycle I am in and is in me. The not yet born and dead
shall know. Where we've been and where we go. What's
to come and why we're here? But when I look it's most
unclear. At times I'm lost with things I find. Is god
creator or just image of mind? A macroscopic universe,
a microscopic view. Variety of astonishment I can't
see through. Imagine places I've not been. Picture sights
I've never seen. Believe in world I cannot see. Those
I'm in and those in me. Through life's torment, I now
find Life may be a state of mind. Disregarding the impossible.
We believe in what is tangible. We feel the warmth of
one in a trillion stars Ethereal continuation - thoughts
beyond infinite cycles. Are we just a chemical equation
that reached consciousness through evolution? Earth's
nature confines itself. But with cosmology - infinity.
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Alchemist 1993
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