So, apparently, I have a bunch of weird neighbors...
Anyways, been working more on the music stuff...getting my SoundForge skills refreshed by mixing/compressing the little segue tracks and the soundtrack to this funny movie I made about my cat's ordeal with fleas....its actually pretty decent...might add some subtitles... Wish there were more hot, smart chicks in the world... Always get the mentally disabled semi-hot to flat out crazy bitch/kinda hot ones on my trail... probably need to just move somewhere far away... which would be nice...
Took a song off the Acrostics album and am putting it as the first track on Spectrum of Orbit... Might check out more online free comics later... www.comixology.com - free comics...great artwork in some... good stuff...
The title of the really interesting comic and actually/sadly the most interesting recent one I've read is "Heart of a Corpse." Bizzare story... I liked the dark/simple artwork though... Reminds me of shadows... The ultimate message is not to care about reputations more than what you are living for...a rarity in comics...
Worked on a few paintings... Forecast is coming along... the Grapes/Wine one is coming along well... noticed the face of what appears to be Jesus Christ in the cloud portion... I'll put a picture up tomorrow... Pretty cool... anyways, nailed my first attempt ever at painting bottles... also combined this old painting I had with this concept I saw getting drunk off a bunch of Bud Lights in Guam... Seemed like a woman was asleep under a coconut tree with a nightgown on.... Turned out to be a tarp upon closer inspection...the things we see from hotel balconies...
Hopefully no beeping interferences will interrupt the next round of recording.... hoping to fly thru the 6 albums with minimal tracks and problems...We'll see what happens... but, they are sounding way better than the demos did... and, I found a bunch of stuff in the storage I was looking for...a.k.a. the old sculpting tools/chisels...and even this cool glow-in-the-dark bottle sculpture I made way back in the day...
Wish that there weren't any junkies living around me... That's about all for now...
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Ahh...Reorganized...
Completely reorganized/changed my room... Sorting through stuff; finished some stuff... Still sorting... finished the wire sculpture [pic below] and did another one... Finished a few more paintings... got rid of a bunch of old comics and junk...
[Pictures @ bottom]
Anyways, worked more on talkbox... so far its looking like this:
Litigation
==========
open it up
looking at everything
all that u know
look at the evidence
they hear the truth
you never knew anything
looking at empty
you never know everything
psychokinesis
firey eyes
vociferous
pinch and squeezes
like the mafia
tied to
petroglyphs
teeth marks
insanity
intensity
drifting at latitude 666
longitudal discrepencies
denchers and melted wax
distance in adjusting
dementia in tact
eyes blinking and lashes
stuck
struck
the way that they look at you
forensic evidence
glaring ignorance
cleavage and breast play
noctilucent polar mesospheric clouds
stubborn sensitivities and safe ways
smokescreen
jokes serious
wrap around thick soft ropes
figure 8
litigate
sexual sirens
prosthetics
fur feathered boas
snakebite breast kits
blade running
ranging experiments
excruciation like ecstatic
operated vibrators
fur mitts feathered boas
mentholated cough drops
gonna snuff euphoria
nuero wheels chiropractilogical
biological hugging
barely reflexive
ensemble
litigation
dont even think of you
dont do it
all thats left
split seconds
inked blind
right between the breasts
sternum pierced
herbal remedies
fierce binding
scarce
attitudes adjusting
contaminating evidence
wallpaper room
bullet hit the toilet
squid
deep sea fishing
omitting evidence
neckbrace knows it
bail hearing
blood rushes
waking up nervousness
look at the evidence
linergre of course
its a secret
whats been left
all of your dreams in this
disappear
crushed
love what
emerged today
widespread
highly-respected fear
shop life charged with culpable homicide
shoplifting lives like
mallwrecks
reckless in negligence
broken glass
sliteyes
spent Saturdays
fraud joker
cut up cheeks
affluently
clapped like gohnerrea
venereal diseases
opened fire
jeaned curtains
meat slicer
blood-spattered
fetta cheesy
key evidence
old thoughts
premeditated
clitbleed
last week’s bail application
hearing
miniature angels
in 9mm bullets
hallucinating reality
successful this year
bankrupskirt
steak on a stake
skewer worth
like the fire
burned inside you
all that you know
just a literacy
all litigated
Window Bleed
============
watch the bleed out
times that built this
brilliant span
on top of obstacles
stop working when
the bloody hands on the window
hit up the welfare
office supply store
stuffed animal
teddy bearsy
stop
youre embarassing
watch the window bleed
confiscated or ruined
stained one dollar bills
overhaul with wealth
call it blood oil
cameras ripped away and smashed
into pavement stealth bombing
choking and breaking
put a spotlight over one side of the aquarium
weaken their immune system
strip light
convict overturned
convictions burn
cumulative in
simple additive manners
equivalent under reciprocity
observable physics equalities
and opposites
reaction skepticize
rational
attractive advantages
commence
like bloody habds dripping on glass
beaten, stabbed, murdered, mutilated
and dragged out
morph
peace pyramids the powers
purists divide into more
reservists serving as drivers
dark cytotoxicity of light-exposed
impromptu victory celebration
beat down and bloody in the middle
of the roads
systemic therapy
without light
there's no words on the street
just know
just shouting and screams
cannibal corpse induced electricity
short-lived transient elevations in energy
invoked to explain
deeply damaged
destroyed
like famous reality tv show
stars
watch the window bleed
the glass can crack
beyond ambient lies
the frames and the minds
ever burning in alternating currents
switches to very low lighting at night
waving blood-stained hands from the window
sentenced to life imprisonment
dark cytotoxicities
another iconic image
develops like newspapers
printed and soaked
paper machetes
compress blood harvested
in2 photoactive mechanisms dependent
and antiproliferative activity
correspondingly longer times
exhibition exposure
prolific
distrust
brutality
sewage
disemboweled
ventillation hole in the top
eyes gouged out
building.stormed
conflict
When winter comes
keep more heat in
authority roadblock
cut a half circle in the front
liquid chromatography
high pressure
mutilated bodies
terrariums and fossils
lighting devices
nocturnal
The blood stain will appear black.
watch the window bleed
leveled without further illumination
injuries were reported
higher wattages
hardware and self help shops
electronics
low temperature
winds in energy
change back and forth
respiratory infections
digitize their collections
exposure indicted utilities
invisible wavelength
blacklight universities
UV or ultraviolet
flashlights attached to a flexible base
acquitted
inadmissible
critical pieces of evidence
the missiles fueled the flames
then collapsed overnight
citation needed
a downtown fire
justified by the benefits
watch the window bleed
low intensity
involves the equivalent
sufficient resolutions
survived the treatment
dead like seizure
full of furniture
keep the temperature
contained like warm
years in prison
watch the window bleed
Reaper
======
vessels explode
watch the old dude escape
airing out hell
semi-automatically spelled
entranced in retrieving souls
skeleton with a scythe
wagon machine
harvest the living
have a drink
driven by crank
crack the code
cocaine blows
devices reciprocate
knife you in the back
think
threshold of pain
psychic numbing
roughly distinguished
distinct
rollover revenue
you're a good fuckin bitch
trust maximus
son of a dead soilder
father of a murdered child
husband to a burned wife
field walker
touch the fuckin weeds
periodic compensations
withhold like discolored
powdery rust
whig wigging out
excercized exorcist
trust in budgets and
kill
intolerance
transmembrane cytochorme
monochromatical
grammatical
golden silvery tablets
stolen from a printer
press
reaper
consist with trust
compete with lust
hypocritical center
disshevelled winner
excercise intolerance
sink an oil pier
tea in the water
bostonian
big boss man
teleworking trust
constant with repititious
flaws
stalk with a sickle
cut the heads off
revenue specialist
intstrumentality
designated beneficiary
strategize and fuss
stargaze
mental cerebral hemmorage
bussed like energy usage
respect lost like murdering
"hooligans" in measurements
of pyrite with a scale made
of platinum white golds
and 70% plastic american
made forks and spoons
trip out like misscaled
tightropes
funambulistically infused
to cover up in ambulances
haunting with illuminated
cancerous
jealousy woes
reaper
knows vitreous enamel
suits
making statements
like coffee gets people out of tune
hardwired
what was metric optimistic and geodesic
crumbles into
fronts falling down
lightning struck stuck
switches off for enlightening crowds
idiots and citizens
alternate
rather than directly
imitate
the demographical flaws
conceptualize
the world is one
strong intensified
look of greed on the face
of a farm house heffer killer
in wisconsin
mirroring
congressional walkouts
cook like senatorial porterhouse
steaks grilled with laws
something sovergn
security flawed
chalk
outline with the lobbyists
allign with domestic terrorists
cost effectively coiling
spiral downward
worrying
venemous snakes hiss
taipan sense of awareness
reflect
financial loss
billions of years ago
spoiled brains from a utah desert
bunched up into lizardlike
reptilian defecits encountered
pay attention
fire you
nutjobs
castrate truths
warehouse the native
riots are a wave
office space
induced pyromania
dipolmacy
turns into some capitalistic love story
and occupy
while measurements
maintained by false idols
comparable to a hovering
fictional devil
splashing one of a field marshall's
measurements
of radioactive wallets
strung out like a puddle
complaining about defecits
reaper
Fuzzy [5]
=========
the shadowgraphs are fuzzy
deep heating tissues cuddling
like ambulance chasers
prohibiting inhibiting
driving like under the influence
of alcoholic beverages
scheme cappers
pyramid conartists
attempt to climb their
disability placards
so in line
fishing line
like indiscriminate coexistants
flies beside
high frequency electrical current
diathermy inside of your burning
relativity obscured ingrained in your soul
its impeccable
plasma cosmology
the shadowgraphs know
but theyre fuzzy
unintentional and logically escaping
fallacy
ad hominum
overcome like explicit violence
in memories scapegoated
seduced by wisdom
reclusive of power
the clues mark the hours
the ghost is walking around
like 2pac said
the spirit of death is inebriated
like education over violence
philosophical clarity
like nutrients complexed
stuttering outside
assailants of anger
the trauma is so intensive
its shakes your intestines
labels
identified in objects concealed
execution spectators
misrepresentative
utilizing death threats
unidentified
extortions furtherance
promises so prominent
telephonic anticipations
tangled like legacies
illustration in transfigurations
disputed by royalties
lifes so easy
in closing enclosings
of psychological intimidation
watch them cry out in frustration
cannibalism indications
like innnerpimpled cheeks
disgusting unlike the
high frequencies of electrical current
diathermalizing inside of your burning
relativity obscured ingrained in your soul
corroborating musicians telephone
the words are extra sensory perceptions
principally amazing
achieving non deficeited deceit filled
personifications of all these
wronged thoughts wrapped up
and considerably physician
in nature
discrimination is over
misapprehensions
scientifically sober
loosen the tensions
success like publicity
call the paparazi
sketched drawings captured
nobody should follow these
hinges hammered
hammerhead sharks
skin cells hit
hemmorhages scatter
blown out knees
bent out of stress
blind to see
hellen keller can speak
typical to condition
speak like what you can read
feeling lost in breating inhibitions
misnamed like patrons
lost like relief
blind to see
manually stumbling over braile
flatlining in thieves
silver spooned to melt down
emotionally detached
they can breathe
with fragrances of frowns
feel the living touch
ambulance chaser
high frequencies of electrical currents
splinter into broken glass on the ground
diathermal histories relatively amazing...
ingraining like grain alcohol in your soul....
Suggestion Box [4]
==================
teach the blind
sights to see
fictional synchronicity
success achieves
publicity
holding interest
created perceptionally
rubber balls bouncing
beyond walls
masonry ingenius
physically pursued
ordinary
elastic security
extra sensory
verses in magazines
handwriting
passages biblically
proporitonally
university
parapsychology
amazingly masked
clinical libraries
labratory fear sponsoring
confidentially stumbling
staircase crumbling
deteoriorating
qualified performance artists
self-styled and hovering
mental telepathy and mystic
shoving phenomena subjugating
more struggling
electronic like wiring
pharmaceutically numbing
crying
worthwhile enough for
dying
affidavits sigh in
affirmations and identifying
corpses hardening
rigor mortis
affiliated with cards and checkers
regards and feathers
stuffing discreet
tartared enamelled enclosured
inconclusive cubicles
weathered
blowing out voices like
functions in a mind
hear the suggestion
power lines there to cradle you
watch the people throw up theyre shoes
spying on techniques
whispered by mind readers
vomit
imagine the possibilities
siren squeaks and bones
blister back into alligning
shivers of seas cesspooled
in grief and greed like green
emerald plates listening
to hierarchies and hegemonies
monetarily valued like the streets
metaphorically spurring like
fool proof alarm systems
and burgurlarizing techniques
turn tables
scratched slats in broken windows
thought transmission
radio sails
ultimate fantastic
voyages and counteractions
terrorism lives like holes
in the street
sink down
faucet leaks
realms
inner centuries
enter enemies
exit like dragons
communist kremlins
raise the gremlins
water on the back
dream with that
precognitive ability
in experience
parapsychology continously
walks down the street
scraped on the knees
bleeding relief
teach the blind to see
Disappear
=========
hydrogen fears
abuse
civilization
hysterics
supernova
public horizon
compositing trends
illusions
mechanistic militarization
psychological consquences
intimidation
thru loyalty
dumb bitch
civil servants
idiot stench
hydrogen
mentally incapable
political ignorants
innocent numbers
spent
speculate
spectacle
gangraped
disemination
agitations
propaganda
hand equations
natural assets
like langston hughes
to communists...
appropriating resources
gangbanged innocent
taking money from the streets
and luring in disease
use
elite like a stationwagon
in the 21st century..
no remedies of persuation
pouring in the sunset
grassy seeds of envy
ripple seas of red
copper smelling fountain
suicides again
purple like a sunrise
silver hear the ping
twisted seas of red
see thru real and moving
pour in all the bottles
trendy grassy seeds of envy
sherry wine it breaths
glass springs like the desert
documents place inspiration fleeting these
feet walking on a river
ripples like some waking
einstein letter
newspaper change of direction
hell bomb paddles breathing
sell regrets
sex tapes
gold chains
stain green
rapeseed
crop circles
crime rings
disappear
time rings
alarm
pouring in the sunset
purple like a sunrise
subway vert skate park
sweep the sundown
grassy seas of envy
pennies in the fountain
shine warped reality
rusty red and algae
skateboard in the trees
preparedness for war
parallels peace
spirit drafted
extra hops
on some water...
draught
broken tops
antique puzzle box
comic book named titanic
symbolic interactionism
intellectual mistake
the block against the community
hellraiser contest
bikini in lust
blow up
dolls and a microphone
obliteration of cities
hooked chains to emerge
poison dust
fear grows wings
mutilated humanoids appear
ghost orchid
dissected physical remnants
cage door open
spitting cobra snake
stake the vampire ocean
salinize twists
restoring einstein
saltwater in his eyes
fuck society
perishable bads
tear deep into flesh
good love
solved the puzzle
in the woods
renounce the room to normal
"remember your humanity
forget the rest"
open a universal paradise
propaganda or an offense
the target isnt you
atomic secrecy disheartening
broadcast some sort of connection
all these faggots and mutants around
derogatory
"you don't like people
fool would rather be
swimming near some
ocean predator"
aint a death wish
transients immune
hearts of mitochondrian
kings of leon
virgo sphinx
ppl have fucked up so much
idol worship
just like that
brains cooked welldone
grasp meaning
universal riddle
contributions solicitating
prostitutional institutionalized
inebriating
whole
correspondance in communicating
dull swords and a composiotional
composition book
daily worker
endorser
rational surgical
lawyers
ground is denying
evident
independent heavy trucks
wheels fell off
loose washer
pushed the nut
einstein
knocked someone up
and doesnt wanna be alone...
compositing trends
ill illusions
Beheading Clarity
=================
room shaped like a piano
broken keys
stings
bees
uplinks
hives and knees
shotgun
Galaxy 15
antenna reaction wheels
saturated
the grapes of wrath
scrambling
Galaxy 18
get to the wake
of mice and other things
mitigation
Videocipher
geostationary orbit
funeraling
geosynchronous
Galaxy 19
sacrificial springs
polymers in raw latex
gangraped in delusion
no respect
clubbing
appear enchanted
indifferent
empathetic
sympathy appears
compulsively lying
thread the tingling
rusty skies floating
neon gas masks
cloudy eyes
heart shaped lightbulb
stabilize
azimuth locations
zenith persuasive
down like a bird
bubble wrapped in world
bowed like an ankh
hieroglyphically sucked
like holographically
overthought
orbital wants
beatboxing
space junk
shoot out the trajectory
brain wash
blood clot your vortextual sodomy
like spherical labotomies
zombie walk
tall
buildings and crawls
alley way fall
down like a bird
weak like the words
weekly world news
biggest live birth
taxidermist has given curbs
a new color...
blah blah blah...
watch the tits and the curves
like the bra hooks and herbs
frozen like peas
and vegetatives disease
in wheels of flat tires
like egosized powers
advancing technology
rusty skies floating
lethargy
sympathy appears
neon gas masks stabilize
15 year old satelittes
reflect like a refracting
hubble microtelescope
weekly world news
someones alone on the world
and dying like galaxy 4
contraceptives just hurt
like millions of dollars
in antlers and followers
deerstuck and bottling
logistical wandering
curled like a crop circle
or dragon scaled like
a cow murdered
mutilation in thin air
the goldeneye approaches
sympathy appears
near the bra hooks and cranes
freezing like hannibal lecturian brains
refridgerate galaxy 2
the parts are of use
still
like the second world war three
there's espionage around these
paranoid listening ears
dialating like gynacological
fears turning into tropospherical
tears tearing lingering hearses
and piers of beanstalks and
towerwatches clockworking
watch
in stories of platinum
titanium and gold
so fuckin interesting
its Galaxy 3
twitter space centered
without the bite
of cool smoking
even burning
like a middleton black and mild
pipe tobacco
black and gold
cavendished out world
cherry popped like seedless
grapes and dried out leaves
sympathy unfolds
royal roads and seas
tarot cards fold
separated components
distinctualize principles
cryptogrammatical clothes
validity threshold
motivational mouthpieces closed
sell the saxophone
its galaxy 25
its alive its alive its alive
clogs lies laws in vitrio
refridgerate like a fetus
sympathy unfolds
rotational
choke butterfly effects
watch the chaos unfold
time clock on your chest
in relationships inexhaustibly involved
fetal like stars
theyre big babies
aeriolas
eternal like gods
pluto and mars
temples of sulfur
fountains and falls
fall when the birds flock
introducing ocean sciences
quabbalistical lust
laid out like the horizontal claws
sunsetting
hoodwinked and cloaked in royal roads
purple cards propaganda
awnings are closed
synonymously economic
like tar
achillie's heel's been shot
scraped circled and scared
and caught in squared circles and retards
sitting on the front lawn
disabled placards
ropes like winds
various illusions within natural solutions
revolutionary does not equate to evolutionary thinking
extraterrestrial like thoughts
pedistrian sign
walk...
equivalence in non-covalence
violence covalent bonds
withdraw when the knowledge entrusts
the fools turn out like locust swarms
near tarsiers and lemurs
hidden continents and dominatrices
bound in questions
query
its only mortal blood
boned like orion's weapons
head thunderstruck
psuedocultral
mack truck radial splinter
emblematic like love
hopelessly romantic and dumb
supreme ruler like the sun
tossed inside of starfish and fun
time lapsed like a missing bearing
what the fuck have you done
what the fuck are you doing
Flow
====
bow tied
suit shot
contingency
ballistic
crucial
missing
evident
evidences
advents
elicit statements
wreaths
shrinked into a shrine
disease
prayers
incriminating
zoning violations
explicit
cryptographical references
cleaned it
tax collections
ski masks in the hottest
gambling mistakes
incarcerational blame
everyone is late
hung over
guns corroded
lady of the lake
polio entropy
dropping babies like mistakes
polygraph
suspension coerced
coordination
subordination
ammunition lacks
bullet robbery
expert bar graphs
witness
testify
the people of the sun
the smoking cigarette man
the black suits with guns
the funny hats and tommy guns
the disabled veterans
the old folks in the hospice
the entire kindergarten class
the army of the hopeless
the land of the midnight sun
the channel of nuerosis
the mythalogical order of the dragon
the stars shine focussed
shadowing in surveilance
subpoenas
substitute
subliminal
subsequential
subdued
subway'd
fast food
in front of you
tender fees
tension mileage
travellers checks
indigent practices
certain
behalf
behead
bewildered
beat down
complexity subtitled
captions
closed
working relationships
grinded to ghosts
pan for gold
puttering golf
glow in the dark course
metal scrapped and burned
to melted
densities apprehended
mercury rise
float
fishing boats
spread out the fishnets
catch all the spiderwebs
crab feed
honor speaks
resident
present tense
pass the photos
produced like memos
fbi files
incorporated systematic child
correctional
weaponography
detrimental
omnifocussed
firearms and explosives
narcotic alcohols
thin the bloodstream
cotton swab balls
allowed to visit
cartoon
eye witnesses
here said
hear say
out loud again
killing trends
defectives
detectives
see again
informal
like a ghetto
department of motor vehicles
out of line
stub the number
additional time
relocation is revelation
retailiation is fear
conducive of photography
nothing is a sphere
vicious circle
sharks that whirl
loosen the fin
gut the fish again
chronological records
forwarding addresses
special assembly required
gun machine orchestra
expressive concerns
walk by and the ghost is unearthed...
empty shoes
tree grip
floor
Shaky
=====
white
the neons
the glows
yellow
twister
shout obese
the thinny
the fluffy
the detail
duded named sinclair
clarity
war millionaire
cattle
sea stars
productions
anthropogenic
firespeaker
feed the fire
crown-of-thorns
movies and descriptions
of a mythological depiction
from a half mixed days worth
of war and work around diseases
more contagious than the obesity shouting
from devestation to restructured reconstruction
ceremonies of all ages
bloom and dwindle inside insights of
fabled cities and legends of utopia
more than a vibration sees where nothing
about traumatic phobias of phoenixes rising
centuries and ceremonies ash up
lone wolves in a cemetary
growling and hunched up
teeth fluffy
the colony of dead souls still lives
alive and breathing an alien in hostile
set like lungs that start beating like
a conscious heart forcibly removing
lost starts and limestone carved graves
the ceremonies of an almanac
mark some golden dawn
immolation burning beings
style in mileage
curtains and in flight flicks
wrap around the oceanographic
crowns of thorns
feeding the fire
firespeaker
anthropogenic
bird eaters
sea stars
cattle herd
black and white
the neons
the glows
shout obese
map what you overheard
overweight
weigh it down
issued like air flow sublime
reserved like the divine
going farther and further away
what the world made
shout obesity
what you made the world
large boned
anthropogenic
world class truth
high class hookers
crowns of thorns
casks of boxed up food trays
curtain between the seats
single serving like cow meat
vegetarian style
vegetable frozen
sea stars
plastic coated
laser pointing
horizontally beaming
old school jack in the box
double 1/8" input headphones jack
you light up like a genial set of flourescent lights
movements scatter outside
faces begin to look a lot like clouds
its alright because it gives you more mileage
right?
the neons
the glows
yellow
twister
shout obese
the thinny
the fluffy
the detail
duded named sinclair
clarity
war millionaire
cattle
sea stars
productions
anthropogenic
firespeaker
feed the fire
crowns-of-thorns
ceremonies of all ages
bloom and dwindle inside insights of
fabled cities and legends of utopia
more than a vibration sees where nothing
about traumatic phobias of phoenixes rising
centuries and ceremonies ash up
Spark
=====
its burning like your body
blushing with eternity
ready to renew
the sit down
conversation
help me help you
in connotations
conversions of
leopard skin or
jaguar spots
make you tough
on the outside
and warm your body temperature up
amulet around
chainlinked lights
sonically echoing
metallurigies aside
its burning like your body
and your soul is a flood
swing dancing
til my eyesight
spots in and out of conscious
frames of mind
black and pink polka dots
listening to the entrancing
clocks ticking inside of that
golden watch perfuming
metal guns firing like
universal background checks
balance on the chair
see what comes next
you're so tired
the wind from the fan
brings your hair
out to dance
whirling around like fire
shorty went up in flames
the rivers in our bodies
girl, your soul is a flood
theres a squirt gun inside you
makes me cold like the snow moon
freezing and your funner than
assault rifles believing
in pragmatic autmatic approaches
your moaning like some ghost
approaching twilight
dissappearing in depths
there's a host
enchanted by your floored thong
see the lights of today disappear
in your heart
shot away with your tears
were not done
then shorty went up in flames
bounced so hard i had spinal trauma
burning up like a fire cracker
the next day is so burned out
always so serious
the attitude stigmatic prism
shines like a bouncing carefree
wandering minds
thinking
what the fuck
near the rumbling drum rolls of memories
beat mapping the wonder fuck
thermal wrappings
heat capping
your underwear is cold and stuff
neck sore like gum smells
sugarless spearmint
the sounds of the wooden floor
experiment with garlic
ooh you want some more
your fluids dripped on my body
windshield me to the floor
wiping the pain away
shorty went up in flames
rode me out like a sacral chakra
bounced so hard i spinal trauma
burning up like fire cracker
she rivered on my body
yeah her soul was a flood...
Twosome
========
wind whipping sun
flat out impossible
kind of off aloof
go run like half empty
sightings of saucers
saucy zigzagged patterns
turning sharply
90 *
blue blazes heading south
pulsating horizons
SEE
light fraud
like framed
twin smooth
prevailling synchronicities
BRIGHT
the parachute canopies
slowing maximum velocity
rotational intervals
oscillating propellors
plausible love
invisible beings walk
synthesizing seeing eye dogs
bitching
selective perception
preconcieving notions
introspective motions
glaring at the clouds
percieving introvertical physicality
conditioning cognition
external realities
accumulate like experiences
objects personify
manifest destiny
inherent traits
rapid autonomy
mitosis design
passing thru visions of unknowns
SHAKE
project grudge debunked
behind electric coils
voltage thru sunlight
mitosis division
eye records
simultaneous
imagination fades with opportunities
concomitant cosmic cosmogenesis
effortless fixations
passively fly by
directly past relaxation
carried like practice
care for fatigued sense
in tact with fatiguing organs
orating senses
characteristics potential
temporary exclusion
casual instructions
behind an electric coil
interdivulian and serpentine
keyhole the article
magic magazines impressionable
disappearance substantial
lung coils beating detachable
diagonal
wind whipping sun
flat out impossible
CRY
the parachute canopies
reach the maximum velocity
rotational intervals
oscillate the propellors
plausible folklore
invisible beings walked
souls of a split up world
turning serpentine and foaming
synthesizing seeing eye dogs
bitching and moaning
selective perception
preconcieving notions
introspective motions
staring at the clouds
LIGHT! LIGHT!
percieving introvertical physicality
conditioning cognition
through external realities
introspective extrovertational
gravity tugs
accumulate like experiences
objects personify
tighten the lugnuts
BOLT
manifest destiny
inherent traits
rapid autonomy
mitosis design
passing thru visions of unknowns
voltage thru sunlight
mitosis division
eye records
simultaneous
imagination fades with opportunities
concomitant cosmic cosmogenesis
effortless fixations
passively flying by
directly past
presents in relaxation
carried like practice
caring for fatigued senses
in tact with fatiguing organs
orating senses
characteristics potential
temporary exclusion
casual instructionals
behind an electric coil
burned out light
interdivulian and serpentine
divergent and interconnected
keyhole the article
magic magazines impressionable
magic markers
invisible ink
disappearance substantial
lung coils reefing detachable
diagonal kelp swings
wind whipping sun
flat out impossible
CRY
River
=====
Source Animatronic
==================
the entire formations
are like fluids visciously
moving slowing in circularly
current drawing directions
the eyes dont blink
confidence lies within
losing sight of enemies
the skin creases increasing
in emphasis seeking
alarming signals emotioning
the water boils and sizzles
gears become potioning
potent purities amongst a void
separating momentum from aggression
nonapparently relaxed innovations
amaze and astonish
apprehension creates an environmental
flawless sharkskin like constant
biologically surrounding
primitivity in pulses
of of security renders itself
into beauty
the milliseconds nanofiber around
configurations of silky substances
found in latex or camoflague
like a camera lense
shielding a shutter ready
to see light again
like a blue shark rushing
from invisible tangent
nonphysicality
the ocean rumbles
the hour crows like whispers
all running toward me
linings like rows of cerrations
around teeth
extraorindarily and subliminally
sensing sythesizing and tracing out
the changes in body chemistry
acidity like blood oranges
and grapes
crushed into sangria
that tastes so great
sleighting a hand
sliding in sands
suprising inside of the dorsal
fin appearing
frenzied with adhering
wrinkles in glares
like burns from the sun
aware
upkept industrial surrealities
nature begins to operate
like holdings
exploding alchemical
cohesions like a hot air balloon
trembling up from the ground
dissemination in emulation
endorphins teeth like sound
investing magnitudes of
sequestering attitudes
producing recoverable sinking grounds
from the ocean that surrounds
counting down
like arbitrary blue book values
or biblical moralities
and valued
cherish without despair
this naturally bears a torch
or a burden
enhancing liquefactions
of resulting erotica in exotic
sidestepping dances
in vision implementing
fluids and energy attractive
its heliotropical kind of light
Boiling
Network Floored
Forests...
Dice or Dominoes
Talkbox
=======
the leaves scatter like sparks passing
in reflections of clear and transparent but mirroring lines bent like
the time of deep darkness passing in generations with
gods of creation that brought wonders from every place
on a floating island bridged and built across the battle nobody won
irrigated and assigned like communities and estates
arrows and spears of lightning bolts
earthquakes from the young moon
flourishing an acropolis with demon terrors
atlas systematic like records scratched
through hours when the morning flew
across a profoundly impressive sky
sliding down the mountain with snow
come and go like light; the lost sun, moon, and stars
decipher delivering remarkable substantiating flaws
long ago...they caught fire; horrible combustion
the shark in the distant clouds beheading honor and force
in the days of barking dogs-the most wretched state
the tricks of slipping survival; unknown like resolve beholding
the gifts that cold winds sweep; savants freezing like mountaintops
trapping sun like catching dragons...trying to escape a flood
it was the time in the months ascending from a subterranean lust
when the woman in the moon carried water..before it broke...
the winged serpents on earth lost touch
and the weight of the world on their backs flew like irrigating dust
blinding with salivating lava; the bristles of a paintbrush
worn down and cut up binding like the practice of wonder
what comes next
a collection of unscripted scriptures
changing days into years in hopes parasise will restore
the mind of the world with waves that support
rivers and pleasures with revolving responsibilities
reacting to the magnetism of tangibility
the pilot's compass...moving slowly
continental drifting oceans like stories from
the leaves sparking like fires passing
in reflections of clear and transparent
mirroring lines bent like a
the time of deep darkness passed on from generations with
gods of creation...not decieving like charms
or potions of fragrant mixtures for the torn up parts
silent like spirits; foundations of darkness walking
lost souls hopelessly wandering the valley of shadowy death
sunlit and shielded by the desolate wrathful magnitudal disruptions
the stones were stumbling like jagged rocks
laying beside wickedness and filthiness tossing around
the gifts that cold winds sweep
whispering feelings of transformation
certainties of a healing cut
binding like the practice of wonder
the winged serpents on earth lost touch
and the weight of the world on their backs flew
the leaves scatter like sparks passing
arrows and spears of lightning bolts
earthquakes from the young moon
flourishing an acropolis with demon terrors
atlas systematic like records scratched
through hours when the morning flew
across a profoundly impressive sky
sliding down the mountain with snow
come and go like light; the lost sun, moon, and stars
decipher delivering remarkable substantiating flaws
long ago...they caught fire; horrible combustion
skywalking in fear treasuring the moons waterfalls
horrible combusions...silent like spirits;
lost souls hopelessly wandering a valley of shadowy death
shielded by the sunlit stones stumbling like jagged rocks
winged leaves potioning into flourishing wonder
what whispers in the woman in the moon's lungs
the pilot's compass...moving slowly with continental drifting oceans
trapping sun like catching dragons...trying to escape a flood
sliding down the mountain with snow
gone like light; the lost sun, moon, and stars
screened through an intertwined box
masked in decieit...
the gifts that cold winds sweep
whispering feelings of transformation
certainties of a healing cut
bleeding out like electricity shot
out of a tesla coil and pillar of foundation
on a floating island bridged and built across the battle nobody won
irrigated and assigned like communities and estates
arrows and spears of lightning bolts
earthquakes from the young moon
flourishing an acropolis with demon terrors
atlas systematic like records scratched
through hours when the morning flew
across a profoundly impressive sky
sliding down the mountain with snow
come and go like light; the lost sun, moon, and stars
decipher delivering remarkable substantiating flaws
long ago...they caught fire; horrible combustion
the shark in the distant clouds beheading honor and force
in the days of barking dogs-the most wretched state
the tricks of slipping survival; unknown like resolve beholding
the gifts that cold winds sweep; savants freezing like mountaintops
trapping sun like catching dragons...trying to escape a flood
it was the time in the months ascending from a subterranean lust
when the woman in the moon carried water..before it broke...
the winged serpents on earth lost touch
and the weight of the world on their backs flew like irrigating dust
blinding with salivating lava; the bristles of a paintbrush
worn down and cut up binding like the practice of wonder
what comes next
a collection of unscripted scriptures
changing days into years in hopes parasise will restore
the mind of the world with waves that support
rivers and pleasures with revolving responsibilities
reacting to the magnetism of tangibility
the pilot's compass...moving slowly
continental drifting oceans like stories from
the leaves sparking like fires passing
in reflections of clear and transparent
mirroring lines bent like a
the time of deep darkness passed on from generations with
gods of creation...not decieving like charms
or potions of fragrant mixtures for the torn up parts
silent like spirits
Just
[last song]
[Pictures @ bottom]
Anyways, worked more on talkbox... so far its looking like this:
Litigation
==========
open it up
looking at everything
all that u know
look at the evidence
they hear the truth
you never knew anything
looking at empty
you never know everything
psychokinesis
firey eyes
vociferous
pinch and squeezes
like the mafia
tied to
petroglyphs
teeth marks
insanity
intensity
drifting at latitude 666
longitudal discrepencies
denchers and melted wax
distance in adjusting
dementia in tact
eyes blinking and lashes
stuck
struck
the way that they look at you
forensic evidence
glaring ignorance
cleavage and breast play
noctilucent polar mesospheric clouds
stubborn sensitivities and safe ways
smokescreen
jokes serious
wrap around thick soft ropes
figure 8
litigate
sexual sirens
prosthetics
fur feathered boas
snakebite breast kits
blade running
ranging experiments
excruciation like ecstatic
operated vibrators
fur mitts feathered boas
mentholated cough drops
gonna snuff euphoria
nuero wheels chiropractilogical
biological hugging
barely reflexive
ensemble
litigation
dont even think of you
dont do it
all thats left
split seconds
inked blind
right between the breasts
sternum pierced
herbal remedies
fierce binding
scarce
attitudes adjusting
contaminating evidence
wallpaper room
bullet hit the toilet
squid
deep sea fishing
omitting evidence
neckbrace knows it
bail hearing
blood rushes
waking up nervousness
look at the evidence
linergre of course
its a secret
whats been left
all of your dreams in this
disappear
crushed
love what
emerged today
widespread
highly-respected fear
shop life charged with culpable homicide
shoplifting lives like
mallwrecks
reckless in negligence
broken glass
sliteyes
spent Saturdays
fraud joker
cut up cheeks
affluently
clapped like gohnerrea
venereal diseases
opened fire
jeaned curtains
meat slicer
blood-spattered
fetta cheesy
key evidence
old thoughts
premeditated
clitbleed
last week’s bail application
hearing
miniature angels
in 9mm bullets
hallucinating reality
successful this year
bankrupskirt
steak on a stake
skewer worth
like the fire
burned inside you
all that you know
just a literacy
all litigated
Window Bleed
============
watch the bleed out
times that built this
brilliant span
on top of obstacles
stop working when
the bloody hands on the window
hit up the welfare
office supply store
stuffed animal
teddy bearsy
stop
youre embarassing
watch the window bleed
confiscated or ruined
stained one dollar bills
overhaul with wealth
call it blood oil
cameras ripped away and smashed
into pavement stealth bombing
choking and breaking
put a spotlight over one side of the aquarium
weaken their immune system
strip light
convict overturned
convictions burn
cumulative in
simple additive manners
equivalent under reciprocity
observable physics equalities
and opposites
reaction skepticize
rational
attractive advantages
commence
like bloody habds dripping on glass
beaten, stabbed, murdered, mutilated
and dragged out
morph
peace pyramids the powers
purists divide into more
reservists serving as drivers
dark cytotoxicity of light-exposed
impromptu victory celebration
beat down and bloody in the middle
of the roads
systemic therapy
without light
there's no words on the street
just know
just shouting and screams
cannibal corpse induced electricity
short-lived transient elevations in energy
invoked to explain
deeply damaged
destroyed
like famous reality tv show
stars
watch the window bleed
the glass can crack
beyond ambient lies
the frames and the minds
ever burning in alternating currents
switches to very low lighting at night
waving blood-stained hands from the window
sentenced to life imprisonment
dark cytotoxicities
another iconic image
develops like newspapers
printed and soaked
paper machetes
compress blood harvested
in2 photoactive mechanisms dependent
and antiproliferative activity
correspondingly longer times
exhibition exposure
prolific
distrust
brutality
sewage
disemboweled
ventillation hole in the top
eyes gouged out
building.stormed
conflict
When winter comes
keep more heat in
authority roadblock
cut a half circle in the front
liquid chromatography
high pressure
mutilated bodies
terrariums and fossils
lighting devices
nocturnal
The blood stain will appear black.
watch the window bleed
leveled without further illumination
injuries were reported
higher wattages
hardware and self help shops
electronics
low temperature
winds in energy
change back and forth
respiratory infections
digitize their collections
exposure indicted utilities
invisible wavelength
blacklight universities
UV or ultraviolet
flashlights attached to a flexible base
acquitted
inadmissible
critical pieces of evidence
the missiles fueled the flames
then collapsed overnight
citation needed
a downtown fire
justified by the benefits
watch the window bleed
low intensity
involves the equivalent
sufficient resolutions
survived the treatment
dead like seizure
full of furniture
keep the temperature
contained like warm
years in prison
watch the window bleed
Reaper
======
vessels explode
watch the old dude escape
airing out hell
semi-automatically spelled
entranced in retrieving souls
skeleton with a scythe
wagon machine
harvest the living
have a drink
driven by crank
crack the code
cocaine blows
devices reciprocate
knife you in the back
think
threshold of pain
psychic numbing
roughly distinguished
distinct
rollover revenue
you're a good fuckin bitch
trust maximus
son of a dead soilder
father of a murdered child
husband to a burned wife
field walker
touch the fuckin weeds
periodic compensations
withhold like discolored
powdery rust
whig wigging out
excercized exorcist
trust in budgets and
kill
intolerance
transmembrane cytochorme
monochromatical
grammatical
golden silvery tablets
stolen from a printer
press
reaper
consist with trust
compete with lust
hypocritical center
disshevelled winner
excercise intolerance
sink an oil pier
tea in the water
bostonian
big boss man
teleworking trust
constant with repititious
flaws
stalk with a sickle
cut the heads off
revenue specialist
intstrumentality
designated beneficiary
strategize and fuss
stargaze
mental cerebral hemmorage
bussed like energy usage
respect lost like murdering
"hooligans" in measurements
of pyrite with a scale made
of platinum white golds
and 70% plastic american
made forks and spoons
trip out like misscaled
tightropes
funambulistically infused
to cover up in ambulances
haunting with illuminated
cancerous
jealousy woes
reaper
knows vitreous enamel
suits
making statements
like coffee gets people out of tune
hardwired
what was metric optimistic and geodesic
crumbles into
fronts falling down
lightning struck stuck
switches off for enlightening crowds
idiots and citizens
alternate
rather than directly
imitate
the demographical flaws
conceptualize
the world is one
strong intensified
look of greed on the face
of a farm house heffer killer
in wisconsin
mirroring
congressional walkouts
cook like senatorial porterhouse
steaks grilled with laws
something sovergn
security flawed
chalk
outline with the lobbyists
allign with domestic terrorists
cost effectively coiling
spiral downward
worrying
venemous snakes hiss
taipan sense of awareness
reflect
financial loss
billions of years ago
spoiled brains from a utah desert
bunched up into lizardlike
reptilian defecits encountered
pay attention
fire you
nutjobs
castrate truths
warehouse the native
riots are a wave
office space
induced pyromania
dipolmacy
turns into some capitalistic love story
and occupy
while measurements
maintained by false idols
comparable to a hovering
fictional devil
splashing one of a field marshall's
measurements
of radioactive wallets
strung out like a puddle
complaining about defecits
reaper
Fuzzy [5]
=========
the shadowgraphs are fuzzy
deep heating tissues cuddling
like ambulance chasers
prohibiting inhibiting
driving like under the influence
of alcoholic beverages
scheme cappers
pyramid conartists
attempt to climb their
disability placards
so in line
fishing line
like indiscriminate coexistants
flies beside
high frequency electrical current
diathermy inside of your burning
relativity obscured ingrained in your soul
its impeccable
plasma cosmology
the shadowgraphs know
but theyre fuzzy
unintentional and logically escaping
fallacy
ad hominum
overcome like explicit violence
in memories scapegoated
seduced by wisdom
reclusive of power
the clues mark the hours
the ghost is walking around
like 2pac said
the spirit of death is inebriated
like education over violence
philosophical clarity
like nutrients complexed
stuttering outside
assailants of anger
the trauma is so intensive
its shakes your intestines
labels
identified in objects concealed
execution spectators
misrepresentative
utilizing death threats
unidentified
extortions furtherance
promises so prominent
telephonic anticipations
tangled like legacies
illustration in transfigurations
disputed by royalties
lifes so easy
in closing enclosings
of psychological intimidation
watch them cry out in frustration
cannibalism indications
like innnerpimpled cheeks
disgusting unlike the
high frequencies of electrical current
diathermalizing inside of your burning
relativity obscured ingrained in your soul
corroborating musicians telephone
the words are extra sensory perceptions
principally amazing
achieving non deficeited deceit filled
personifications of all these
wronged thoughts wrapped up
and considerably physician
in nature
discrimination is over
misapprehensions
scientifically sober
loosen the tensions
success like publicity
call the paparazi
sketched drawings captured
nobody should follow these
hinges hammered
hammerhead sharks
skin cells hit
hemmorhages scatter
blown out knees
bent out of stress
blind to see
hellen keller can speak
typical to condition
speak like what you can read
feeling lost in breating inhibitions
misnamed like patrons
lost like relief
blind to see
manually stumbling over braile
flatlining in thieves
silver spooned to melt down
emotionally detached
they can breathe
with fragrances of frowns
feel the living touch
ambulance chaser
high frequencies of electrical currents
splinter into broken glass on the ground
diathermal histories relatively amazing...
ingraining like grain alcohol in your soul....
Suggestion Box [4]
==================
teach the blind
sights to see
fictional synchronicity
success achieves
publicity
holding interest
created perceptionally
rubber balls bouncing
beyond walls
masonry ingenius
physically pursued
ordinary
elastic security
extra sensory
verses in magazines
handwriting
passages biblically
proporitonally
university
parapsychology
amazingly masked
clinical libraries
labratory fear sponsoring
confidentially stumbling
staircase crumbling
deteoriorating
qualified performance artists
self-styled and hovering
mental telepathy and mystic
shoving phenomena subjugating
more struggling
electronic like wiring
pharmaceutically numbing
crying
worthwhile enough for
dying
affidavits sigh in
affirmations and identifying
corpses hardening
rigor mortis
affiliated with cards and checkers
regards and feathers
stuffing discreet
tartared enamelled enclosured
inconclusive cubicles
weathered
blowing out voices like
functions in a mind
hear the suggestion
power lines there to cradle you
watch the people throw up theyre shoes
spying on techniques
whispered by mind readers
vomit
imagine the possibilities
siren squeaks and bones
blister back into alligning
shivers of seas cesspooled
in grief and greed like green
emerald plates listening
to hierarchies and hegemonies
monetarily valued like the streets
metaphorically spurring like
fool proof alarm systems
and burgurlarizing techniques
turn tables
scratched slats in broken windows
thought transmission
radio sails
ultimate fantastic
voyages and counteractions
terrorism lives like holes
in the street
sink down
faucet leaks
realms
inner centuries
enter enemies
exit like dragons
communist kremlins
raise the gremlins
water on the back
dream with that
precognitive ability
in experience
parapsychology continously
walks down the street
scraped on the knees
bleeding relief
teach the blind to see
Disappear
=========
hydrogen fears
abuse
civilization
hysterics
supernova
public horizon
compositing trends
illusions
mechanistic militarization
psychological consquences
intimidation
thru loyalty
dumb bitch
civil servants
idiot stench
hydrogen
mentally incapable
political ignorants
innocent numbers
spent
speculate
spectacle
gangraped
disemination
agitations
propaganda
hand equations
natural assets
like langston hughes
to communists...
appropriating resources
gangbanged innocent
taking money from the streets
and luring in disease
use
elite like a stationwagon
in the 21st century..
no remedies of persuation
pouring in the sunset
grassy seeds of envy
ripple seas of red
copper smelling fountain
suicides again
purple like a sunrise
silver hear the ping
twisted seas of red
see thru real and moving
pour in all the bottles
trendy grassy seeds of envy
sherry wine it breaths
glass springs like the desert
documents place inspiration fleeting these
feet walking on a river
ripples like some waking
einstein letter
newspaper change of direction
hell bomb paddles breathing
sell regrets
sex tapes
gold chains
stain green
rapeseed
crop circles
crime rings
disappear
time rings
alarm
pouring in the sunset
purple like a sunrise
subway vert skate park
sweep the sundown
grassy seas of envy
pennies in the fountain
shine warped reality
rusty red and algae
skateboard in the trees
preparedness for war
parallels peace
spirit drafted
extra hops
on some water...
draught
broken tops
antique puzzle box
comic book named titanic
symbolic interactionism
intellectual mistake
the block against the community
hellraiser contest
bikini in lust
blow up
dolls and a microphone
obliteration of cities
hooked chains to emerge
poison dust
fear grows wings
mutilated humanoids appear
ghost orchid
dissected physical remnants
cage door open
spitting cobra snake
stake the vampire ocean
salinize twists
restoring einstein
saltwater in his eyes
fuck society
perishable bads
tear deep into flesh
good love
solved the puzzle
in the woods
renounce the room to normal
"remember your humanity
forget the rest"
open a universal paradise
propaganda or an offense
the target isnt you
atomic secrecy disheartening
broadcast some sort of connection
all these faggots and mutants around
derogatory
"you don't like people
fool would rather be
swimming near some
ocean predator"
aint a death wish
transients immune
hearts of mitochondrian
kings of leon
virgo sphinx
ppl have fucked up so much
idol worship
just like that
brains cooked welldone
grasp meaning
universal riddle
contributions solicitating
prostitutional institutionalized
inebriating
whole
correspondance in communicating
dull swords and a composiotional
composition book
daily worker
endorser
rational surgical
lawyers
ground is denying
evident
independent heavy trucks
wheels fell off
loose washer
pushed the nut
einstein
knocked someone up
and doesnt wanna be alone...
compositing trends
ill illusions
Beheading Clarity
=================
room shaped like a piano
broken keys
stings
bees
uplinks
hives and knees
shotgun
Galaxy 15
antenna reaction wheels
saturated
the grapes of wrath
scrambling
Galaxy 18
get to the wake
of mice and other things
mitigation
Videocipher
geostationary orbit
funeraling
geosynchronous
Galaxy 19
sacrificial springs
polymers in raw latex
gangraped in delusion
no respect
clubbing
appear enchanted
indifferent
empathetic
sympathy appears
compulsively lying
thread the tingling
rusty skies floating
neon gas masks
cloudy eyes
heart shaped lightbulb
stabilize
azimuth locations
zenith persuasive
down like a bird
bubble wrapped in world
bowed like an ankh
hieroglyphically sucked
like holographically
overthought
orbital wants
beatboxing
space junk
shoot out the trajectory
brain wash
blood clot your vortextual sodomy
like spherical labotomies
zombie walk
tall
buildings and crawls
alley way fall
down like a bird
weak like the words
weekly world news
biggest live birth
taxidermist has given curbs
a new color...
blah blah blah...
watch the tits and the curves
like the bra hooks and herbs
frozen like peas
and vegetatives disease
in wheels of flat tires
like egosized powers
advancing technology
rusty skies floating
lethargy
sympathy appears
neon gas masks stabilize
15 year old satelittes
reflect like a refracting
hubble microtelescope
weekly world news
someones alone on the world
and dying like galaxy 4
contraceptives just hurt
like millions of dollars
in antlers and followers
deerstuck and bottling
logistical wandering
curled like a crop circle
or dragon scaled like
a cow murdered
mutilation in thin air
the goldeneye approaches
sympathy appears
near the bra hooks and cranes
freezing like hannibal lecturian brains
refridgerate galaxy 2
the parts are of use
still
like the second world war three
there's espionage around these
paranoid listening ears
dialating like gynacological
fears turning into tropospherical
tears tearing lingering hearses
and piers of beanstalks and
towerwatches clockworking
watch
in stories of platinum
titanium and gold
so fuckin interesting
its Galaxy 3
twitter space centered
without the bite
of cool smoking
even burning
like a middleton black and mild
pipe tobacco
black and gold
cavendished out world
cherry popped like seedless
grapes and dried out leaves
sympathy unfolds
royal roads and seas
tarot cards fold
separated components
distinctualize principles
cryptogrammatical clothes
validity threshold
motivational mouthpieces closed
sell the saxophone
its galaxy 25
its alive its alive its alive
clogs lies laws in vitrio
refridgerate like a fetus
sympathy unfolds
rotational
choke butterfly effects
watch the chaos unfold
time clock on your chest
in relationships inexhaustibly involved
fetal like stars
theyre big babies
aeriolas
eternal like gods
pluto and mars
temples of sulfur
fountains and falls
fall when the birds flock
introducing ocean sciences
quabbalistical lust
laid out like the horizontal claws
sunsetting
hoodwinked and cloaked in royal roads
purple cards propaganda
awnings are closed
synonymously economic
like tar
achillie's heel's been shot
scraped circled and scared
and caught in squared circles and retards
sitting on the front lawn
disabled placards
ropes like winds
various illusions within natural solutions
revolutionary does not equate to evolutionary thinking
extraterrestrial like thoughts
pedistrian sign
walk...
equivalence in non-covalence
violence covalent bonds
withdraw when the knowledge entrusts
the fools turn out like locust swarms
near tarsiers and lemurs
hidden continents and dominatrices
bound in questions
query
its only mortal blood
boned like orion's weapons
head thunderstruck
psuedocultral
mack truck radial splinter
emblematic like love
hopelessly romantic and dumb
supreme ruler like the sun
tossed inside of starfish and fun
time lapsed like a missing bearing
what the fuck have you done
what the fuck are you doing
Flow
====
bow tied
suit shot
contingency
ballistic
crucial
missing
evident
evidences
advents
elicit statements
wreaths
shrinked into a shrine
disease
prayers
incriminating
zoning violations
explicit
cryptographical references
cleaned it
tax collections
ski masks in the hottest
gambling mistakes
incarcerational blame
everyone is late
hung over
guns corroded
lady of the lake
polio entropy
dropping babies like mistakes
polygraph
suspension coerced
coordination
subordination
ammunition lacks
bullet robbery
expert bar graphs
witness
testify
the people of the sun
the smoking cigarette man
the black suits with guns
the funny hats and tommy guns
the disabled veterans
the old folks in the hospice
the entire kindergarten class
the army of the hopeless
the land of the midnight sun
the channel of nuerosis
the mythalogical order of the dragon
the stars shine focussed
shadowing in surveilance
subpoenas
substitute
subliminal
subsequential
subdued
subway'd
fast food
in front of you
tender fees
tension mileage
travellers checks
indigent practices
certain
behalf
behead
bewildered
beat down
complexity subtitled
captions
closed
working relationships
grinded to ghosts
pan for gold
puttering golf
glow in the dark course
metal scrapped and burned
to melted
densities apprehended
mercury rise
float
fishing boats
spread out the fishnets
catch all the spiderwebs
crab feed
honor speaks
resident
present tense
pass the photos
produced like memos
fbi files
incorporated systematic child
correctional
weaponography
detrimental
omnifocussed
firearms and explosives
narcotic alcohols
thin the bloodstream
cotton swab balls
allowed to visit
cartoon
eye witnesses
here said
hear say
out loud again
killing trends
defectives
detectives
see again
informal
like a ghetto
department of motor vehicles
out of line
stub the number
additional time
relocation is revelation
retailiation is fear
conducive of photography
nothing is a sphere
vicious circle
sharks that whirl
loosen the fin
gut the fish again
chronological records
forwarding addresses
special assembly required
gun machine orchestra
expressive concerns
walk by and the ghost is unearthed...
empty shoes
tree grip
floor
Shaky
=====
white
the neons
the glows
yellow
twister
shout obese
the thinny
the fluffy
the detail
duded named sinclair
clarity
war millionaire
cattle
sea stars
productions
anthropogenic
firespeaker
feed the fire
crown-of-thorns
movies and descriptions
of a mythological depiction
from a half mixed days worth
of war and work around diseases
more contagious than the obesity shouting
from devestation to restructured reconstruction
ceremonies of all ages
bloom and dwindle inside insights of
fabled cities and legends of utopia
more than a vibration sees where nothing
about traumatic phobias of phoenixes rising
centuries and ceremonies ash up
lone wolves in a cemetary
growling and hunched up
teeth fluffy
the colony of dead souls still lives
alive and breathing an alien in hostile
set like lungs that start beating like
a conscious heart forcibly removing
lost starts and limestone carved graves
the ceremonies of an almanac
mark some golden dawn
immolation burning beings
style in mileage
curtains and in flight flicks
wrap around the oceanographic
crowns of thorns
feeding the fire
firespeaker
anthropogenic
bird eaters
sea stars
cattle herd
black and white
the neons
the glows
shout obese
map what you overheard
overweight
weigh it down
issued like air flow sublime
reserved like the divine
going farther and further away
what the world made
shout obesity
what you made the world
large boned
anthropogenic
world class truth
high class hookers
crowns of thorns
casks of boxed up food trays
curtain between the seats
single serving like cow meat
vegetarian style
vegetable frozen
sea stars
plastic coated
laser pointing
horizontally beaming
old school jack in the box
double 1/8" input headphones jack
you light up like a genial set of flourescent lights
movements scatter outside
faces begin to look a lot like clouds
its alright because it gives you more mileage
right?
the neons
the glows
yellow
twister
shout obese
the thinny
the fluffy
the detail
duded named sinclair
clarity
war millionaire
cattle
sea stars
productions
anthropogenic
firespeaker
feed the fire
crowns-of-thorns
ceremonies of all ages
bloom and dwindle inside insights of
fabled cities and legends of utopia
more than a vibration sees where nothing
about traumatic phobias of phoenixes rising
centuries and ceremonies ash up
Spark
=====
its burning like your body
blushing with eternity
ready to renew
the sit down
conversation
help me help you
in connotations
conversions of
leopard skin or
jaguar spots
make you tough
on the outside
and warm your body temperature up
amulet around
chainlinked lights
sonically echoing
metallurigies aside
its burning like your body
and your soul is a flood
swing dancing
til my eyesight
spots in and out of conscious
frames of mind
black and pink polka dots
listening to the entrancing
clocks ticking inside of that
golden watch perfuming
metal guns firing like
universal background checks
balance on the chair
see what comes next
you're so tired
the wind from the fan
brings your hair
out to dance
whirling around like fire
shorty went up in flames
the rivers in our bodies
girl, your soul is a flood
theres a squirt gun inside you
makes me cold like the snow moon
freezing and your funner than
assault rifles believing
in pragmatic autmatic approaches
your moaning like some ghost
approaching twilight
dissappearing in depths
there's a host
enchanted by your floored thong
see the lights of today disappear
in your heart
shot away with your tears
were not done
then shorty went up in flames
bounced so hard i had spinal trauma
burning up like a fire cracker
the next day is so burned out
always so serious
the attitude stigmatic prism
shines like a bouncing carefree
wandering minds
thinking
what the fuck
near the rumbling drum rolls of memories
beat mapping the wonder fuck
thermal wrappings
heat capping
your underwear is cold and stuff
neck sore like gum smells
sugarless spearmint
the sounds of the wooden floor
experiment with garlic
ooh you want some more
your fluids dripped on my body
windshield me to the floor
wiping the pain away
shorty went up in flames
rode me out like a sacral chakra
bounced so hard i spinal trauma
burning up like fire cracker
she rivered on my body
yeah her soul was a flood...
Twosome
========
wind whipping sun
flat out impossible
kind of off aloof
go run like half empty
sightings of saucers
saucy zigzagged patterns
turning sharply
90 *
blue blazes heading south
pulsating horizons
SEE
light fraud
like framed
twin smooth
prevailling synchronicities
BRIGHT
the parachute canopies
slowing maximum velocity
rotational intervals
oscillating propellors
plausible love
invisible beings walk
synthesizing seeing eye dogs
bitching
selective perception
preconcieving notions
introspective motions
glaring at the clouds
percieving introvertical physicality
conditioning cognition
external realities
accumulate like experiences
objects personify
manifest destiny
inherent traits
rapid autonomy
mitosis design
passing thru visions of unknowns
SHAKE
project grudge debunked
behind electric coils
voltage thru sunlight
mitosis division
eye records
simultaneous
imagination fades with opportunities
concomitant cosmic cosmogenesis
effortless fixations
passively fly by
directly past relaxation
carried like practice
care for fatigued sense
in tact with fatiguing organs
orating senses
characteristics potential
temporary exclusion
casual instructions
behind an electric coil
interdivulian and serpentine
keyhole the article
magic magazines impressionable
disappearance substantial
lung coils beating detachable
diagonal
wind whipping sun
flat out impossible
CRY
the parachute canopies
reach the maximum velocity
rotational intervals
oscillate the propellors
plausible folklore
invisible beings walked
souls of a split up world
turning serpentine and foaming
synthesizing seeing eye dogs
bitching and moaning
selective perception
preconcieving notions
introspective motions
staring at the clouds
LIGHT! LIGHT!
percieving introvertical physicality
conditioning cognition
through external realities
introspective extrovertational
gravity tugs
accumulate like experiences
objects personify
tighten the lugnuts
BOLT
manifest destiny
inherent traits
rapid autonomy
mitosis design
passing thru visions of unknowns
voltage thru sunlight
mitosis division
eye records
simultaneous
imagination fades with opportunities
concomitant cosmic cosmogenesis
effortless fixations
passively flying by
directly past
presents in relaxation
carried like practice
caring for fatigued senses
in tact with fatiguing organs
orating senses
characteristics potential
temporary exclusion
casual instructionals
behind an electric coil
burned out light
interdivulian and serpentine
divergent and interconnected
keyhole the article
magic magazines impressionable
magic markers
invisible ink
disappearance substantial
lung coils reefing detachable
diagonal kelp swings
wind whipping sun
flat out impossible
CRY
River
=====
Source Animatronic
==================
the entire formations
are like fluids visciously
moving slowing in circularly
current drawing directions
the eyes dont blink
confidence lies within
losing sight of enemies
the skin creases increasing
in emphasis seeking
alarming signals emotioning
the water boils and sizzles
gears become potioning
potent purities amongst a void
separating momentum from aggression
nonapparently relaxed innovations
amaze and astonish
apprehension creates an environmental
flawless sharkskin like constant
biologically surrounding
primitivity in pulses
of of security renders itself
into beauty
the milliseconds nanofiber around
configurations of silky substances
found in latex or camoflague
like a camera lense
shielding a shutter ready
to see light again
like a blue shark rushing
from invisible tangent
nonphysicality
the ocean rumbles
the hour crows like whispers
all running toward me
linings like rows of cerrations
around teeth
extraorindarily and subliminally
sensing sythesizing and tracing out
the changes in body chemistry
acidity like blood oranges
and grapes
crushed into sangria
that tastes so great
sleighting a hand
sliding in sands
suprising inside of the dorsal
fin appearing
frenzied with adhering
wrinkles in glares
like burns from the sun
aware
upkept industrial surrealities
nature begins to operate
like holdings
exploding alchemical
cohesions like a hot air balloon
trembling up from the ground
dissemination in emulation
endorphins teeth like sound
investing magnitudes of
sequestering attitudes
producing recoverable sinking grounds
from the ocean that surrounds
counting down
like arbitrary blue book values
or biblical moralities
and valued
cherish without despair
this naturally bears a torch
or a burden
enhancing liquefactions
of resulting erotica in exotic
sidestepping dances
in vision implementing
fluids and energy attractive
its heliotropical kind of light
Boiling
Network Floored
Forests...
Dice or Dominoes
Talkbox
=======
the leaves scatter like sparks passing
in reflections of clear and transparent but mirroring lines bent like
the time of deep darkness passing in generations with
gods of creation that brought wonders from every place
on a floating island bridged and built across the battle nobody won
irrigated and assigned like communities and estates
arrows and spears of lightning bolts
earthquakes from the young moon
flourishing an acropolis with demon terrors
atlas systematic like records scratched
through hours when the morning flew
across a profoundly impressive sky
sliding down the mountain with snow
come and go like light; the lost sun, moon, and stars
decipher delivering remarkable substantiating flaws
long ago...they caught fire; horrible combustion
the shark in the distant clouds beheading honor and force
in the days of barking dogs-the most wretched state
the tricks of slipping survival; unknown like resolve beholding
the gifts that cold winds sweep; savants freezing like mountaintops
trapping sun like catching dragons...trying to escape a flood
it was the time in the months ascending from a subterranean lust
when the woman in the moon carried water..before it broke...
the winged serpents on earth lost touch
and the weight of the world on their backs flew like irrigating dust
blinding with salivating lava; the bristles of a paintbrush
worn down and cut up binding like the practice of wonder
what comes next
a collection of unscripted scriptures
changing days into years in hopes parasise will restore
the mind of the world with waves that support
rivers and pleasures with revolving responsibilities
reacting to the magnetism of tangibility
the pilot's compass...moving slowly
continental drifting oceans like stories from
the leaves sparking like fires passing
in reflections of clear and transparent
mirroring lines bent like a
the time of deep darkness passed on from generations with
gods of creation...not decieving like charms
or potions of fragrant mixtures for the torn up parts
silent like spirits; foundations of darkness walking
lost souls hopelessly wandering the valley of shadowy death
sunlit and shielded by the desolate wrathful magnitudal disruptions
the stones were stumbling like jagged rocks
laying beside wickedness and filthiness tossing around
the gifts that cold winds sweep
whispering feelings of transformation
certainties of a healing cut
binding like the practice of wonder
the winged serpents on earth lost touch
and the weight of the world on their backs flew
the leaves scatter like sparks passing
arrows and spears of lightning bolts
earthquakes from the young moon
flourishing an acropolis with demon terrors
atlas systematic like records scratched
through hours when the morning flew
across a profoundly impressive sky
sliding down the mountain with snow
come and go like light; the lost sun, moon, and stars
decipher delivering remarkable substantiating flaws
long ago...they caught fire; horrible combustion
skywalking in fear treasuring the moons waterfalls
horrible combusions...silent like spirits;
lost souls hopelessly wandering a valley of shadowy death
shielded by the sunlit stones stumbling like jagged rocks
winged leaves potioning into flourishing wonder
what whispers in the woman in the moon's lungs
the pilot's compass...moving slowly with continental drifting oceans
trapping sun like catching dragons...trying to escape a flood
sliding down the mountain with snow
gone like light; the lost sun, moon, and stars
screened through an intertwined box
masked in decieit...
the gifts that cold winds sweep
whispering feelings of transformation
certainties of a healing cut
bleeding out like electricity shot
out of a tesla coil and pillar of foundation
on a floating island bridged and built across the battle nobody won
irrigated and assigned like communities and estates
arrows and spears of lightning bolts
earthquakes from the young moon
flourishing an acropolis with demon terrors
atlas systematic like records scratched
through hours when the morning flew
across a profoundly impressive sky
sliding down the mountain with snow
come and go like light; the lost sun, moon, and stars
decipher delivering remarkable substantiating flaws
long ago...they caught fire; horrible combustion
the shark in the distant clouds beheading honor and force
in the days of barking dogs-the most wretched state
the tricks of slipping survival; unknown like resolve beholding
the gifts that cold winds sweep; savants freezing like mountaintops
trapping sun like catching dragons...trying to escape a flood
it was the time in the months ascending from a subterranean lust
when the woman in the moon carried water..before it broke...
the winged serpents on earth lost touch
and the weight of the world on their backs flew like irrigating dust
blinding with salivating lava; the bristles of a paintbrush
worn down and cut up binding like the practice of wonder
what comes next
a collection of unscripted scriptures
changing days into years in hopes parasise will restore
the mind of the world with waves that support
rivers and pleasures with revolving responsibilities
reacting to the magnetism of tangibility
the pilot's compass...moving slowly
continental drifting oceans like stories from
the leaves sparking like fires passing
in reflections of clear and transparent
mirroring lines bent like a
the time of deep darkness passed on from generations with
gods of creation...not decieving like charms
or potions of fragrant mixtures for the torn up parts
silent like spirits
Just
[last song]
wire / t-shirt string sculpture
killer whale lava painting in progress
trigger angel [mixed media sculpture...took about an hour and a half]
© 2013 Clark Unterberg
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Woodworking Dilemma..
finally finished enough paintings to frame the really good ones...
Finished the Last Days of Hendrix one today...
For the UV/Glow Paintings, I want to make UV light frames...
Essentially, this is a simple task...but I also want to make the frames as strong as possible...
So, I came up with an idea for a type of joint to solve the problem...
Its almost like a split Mortis Joint...don't know if it'll be as strong as I'd like it to be though...
Signed up on a Woodworking Forum just for this...ha.
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Two more paintings done...
Finished the big Hollywood/L.A. painting... pretty trippy...
Also finally finished this crazy looking Alien/Spirit painting...
gonna have to wait to put the pictures up til' Google isn't stoned anymore...
Was kinda hoping Coachella would broadcast this week as well... now I'm thinking it was a lure... cool of them to broadcast the first weekend regardless...
Played some UV songs yesterday...sounding good... was reading about mastering and got these notes:
Compressing:
-stick around RMS levels of -10db, tiny bit of destructive eq, tiny bit of widening,
-listen on cans and monitors while A/B-ing it with similar CDs in your collection
-Limiting is really just more compression-starts up at 10:1
-release time range of 84-105 ms.
=longer release usually means that you’ll hear the compressor
-3:1 ratio keeps the compression clean
Basically, it goes as follows:
Compressors are like little picture frames for music...they bring out the cool parts but if the frames all jaggedish, than the whole thing is weird...
Mixing Down:
mix around the drums
I used to wonder why all these people recorded Drums first...I think most idiots who record themselves still mix up tracking and mastering...Personally, I think the drums follow the Guitars...so I always like to record guitars first...then again, not everyone has good enough rhythm so its understandable...
I realized that I'm recording with a program that is one of the most difficult to produce good sounding songs with and I'm actually relieved since my mixdowns sound pretty good... Minimal Money... but, what I'm really happy about is that I'm mastering with one of the good mastering programs...that came in the bundle for way cheaper than it sells... Blessing in disguise
Restrung my little custom sounding Acoustic...I keep this one in what I call the Ultraviolet Tuning...which is slightly sample-able on my YouTube demo page in the demo with a rough, funny sounding "UV" or "Divine" as it is called on the album... one of my best tuning inventions to date...
Its a cool guitar..I smashed the bottom on concrete and densed the sound up with epoxy and gorilla glue...then I solidified the wood so it can barely breath...Why? Because with the density of the wood changed and the way I string this particular guitar..there is a sort of Jazzish/Country depth that is truly unique in terms of sound... It also glows in the dark... Not a bad modification for a beginner...
I also have been working on three other custom projects: My old Amp, this old junky Les Paul from the 50s, and a custom Talkbox...
For the Les Paul, I've already changed the pots and pickups and mixed the sound up by using Fender AND Les Paul pots...I used my old Les Paul-which-I-sold's pickup that I'd replaced... I rewired all the pickups to one switch on top and one on the bottom...
My old amp needs a new speaker...but I've been thinking about putting in some kind of subwoofer or a bass amp speaker instead...Its crazy sounding regardless
There is also this 12-string I'm building, but I won't work on it til' I can afford the parts I need...
The talkbox, is interesting though..I am wondering if I can make a little triplet talkbox...using three horns in a largish pedal environment....gonna test it out in a few weeks and see if they all work or which one sounds best...
Ah, the things people do without money...
Also finally finished this crazy looking Alien/Spirit painting...
gonna have to wait to put the pictures up til' Google isn't stoned anymore...
Was kinda hoping Coachella would broadcast this week as well... now I'm thinking it was a lure... cool of them to broadcast the first weekend regardless...
Played some UV songs yesterday...sounding good... was reading about mastering and got these notes:
Compressing:
-stick around RMS levels of -10db, tiny bit of destructive eq, tiny bit of widening,
-listen on cans and monitors while A/B-ing it with similar CDs in your collection
-Limiting is really just more compression-starts up at 10:1
-release time range of 84-105 ms.
=longer release usually means that you’ll hear the compressor
-3:1 ratio keeps the compression clean
Basically, it goes as follows:
Compressors are like little picture frames for music...they bring out the cool parts but if the frames all jaggedish, than the whole thing is weird...
Mixing Down:
mix around the drums
I used to wonder why all these people recorded Drums first...I think most idiots who record themselves still mix up tracking and mastering...Personally, I think the drums follow the Guitars...so I always like to record guitars first...then again, not everyone has good enough rhythm so its understandable...
I realized that I'm recording with a program that is one of the most difficult to produce good sounding songs with and I'm actually relieved since my mixdowns sound pretty good... Minimal Money... but, what I'm really happy about is that I'm mastering with one of the good mastering programs...that came in the bundle for way cheaper than it sells... Blessing in disguise
Restrung my little custom sounding Acoustic...I keep this one in what I call the Ultraviolet Tuning...which is slightly sample-able on my YouTube demo page in the demo with a rough, funny sounding "UV" or "Divine" as it is called on the album... one of my best tuning inventions to date...
Its a cool guitar..I smashed the bottom on concrete and densed the sound up with epoxy and gorilla glue...then I solidified the wood so it can barely breath...Why? Because with the density of the wood changed and the way I string this particular guitar..there is a sort of Jazzish/Country depth that is truly unique in terms of sound... It also glows in the dark... Not a bad modification for a beginner...
I also have been working on three other custom projects: My old Amp, this old junky Les Paul from the 50s, and a custom Talkbox...
For the Les Paul, I've already changed the pots and pickups and mixed the sound up by using Fender AND Les Paul pots...I used my old Les Paul-which-I-sold's pickup that I'd replaced... I rewired all the pickups to one switch on top and one on the bottom...
My old amp needs a new speaker...but I've been thinking about putting in some kind of subwoofer or a bass amp speaker instead...Its crazy sounding regardless
There is also this 12-string I'm building, but I won't work on it til' I can afford the parts I need...
The talkbox, is interesting though..I am wondering if I can make a little triplet talkbox...using three horns in a largish pedal environment....gonna test it out in a few weeks and see if they all work or which one sounds best...
Ah, the things people do without money...
"43" Horrible Newswriters... and random thoughts...
So, was checking out the news, and found out about the G.W.B. Presidential Library opening... Looks pretty cool. Anyways, also saw some of 43's paintings... really interesting how the shadows are done...I especially liked the Golf Course and Sunset paintings...the houses are pretty unique as well. But, I noticed that ALL of the news articles containing these things were horribly biased. I don't like that. The news is not all comic strip and its frankly or "bluntly" disappointing to see people putting so many poorly choiced remarks about Bush. Yeah, I get it; dude's rich and people are jealous and his cabinet was not particularly as fluid as people would have wished; but, I mean people elected him as president. Its really bothersome how post-presidency, everyone is like "well, nevermind...we'll just be weird about this particular person..."
Point #2: He just had a grandchild; and, how are you media nuts going to redeem yourselves when the child goes to school or reads something like all the things written? You aren't. During the presidency, I understand how people easily unload on the President...but, c'mon... this is insane. If more people would let the government know about weird activities they notice, none of this terrorism stuff would've even happened...
Anyways, comedy stuff... Its the stoner holiday... I think they should setup a paranoia cam...The fat chick in the picture of the 4.20 celebration [which is a police code...] looks super paranoid... hilarious. I can't really understand how people who essentially smoke weed all the time need a holiday for it... If it were like a yearly ritual, then it would have a damn better chance at being "legalized," but its getting ridiculous... Not to mention all the bullshit I went through having to deal with all the clubs in my own local community... I already wrote a blog on my stance about weed...but yeah, paranoia cam would be funny...
Worked on the Phoenix painting a little more...adding a stealth bomber...got the flag 3 dimentionalized...and made the stars almost growing as to give the look of movement...flags in wind are really difficult to paint especially because the shadows aren't as visible as more opaque objects... added a fighter jet behind the drone... making the space shuttle a little different and might put in some fireworks as I've never painted fireworks... The Phoenix is looking good and the dragon is going to be cool as well...
Did a wire sculpture randomly last night.. Had this mini wire sculpture that I made years ago and recently put a broken bottle on a piece of wood and used left-over grout/tile adhesive to stabilize it... I looked at it and was going to put something inside the bottle; however, it looked like an old knight helmet so I made this scary/trippy face instead... its looking pretty neat in a artistic way...gonna call it something like dead crusader... gave it a little respirator...ill put a picture up at some point... ran out of wire...not bad for a first attempt at this kind of sculpting...
Point #2: He just had a grandchild; and, how are you media nuts going to redeem yourselves when the child goes to school or reads something like all the things written? You aren't. During the presidency, I understand how people easily unload on the President...but, c'mon... this is insane. If more people would let the government know about weird activities they notice, none of this terrorism stuff would've even happened...
Anyways, comedy stuff... Its the stoner holiday... I think they should setup a paranoia cam...The fat chick in the picture of the 4.20 celebration [which is a police code...] looks super paranoid... hilarious. I can't really understand how people who essentially smoke weed all the time need a holiday for it... If it were like a yearly ritual, then it would have a damn better chance at being "legalized," but its getting ridiculous... Not to mention all the bullshit I went through having to deal with all the clubs in my own local community... I already wrote a blog on my stance about weed...but yeah, paranoia cam would be funny...
Worked on the Phoenix painting a little more...adding a stealth bomber...got the flag 3 dimentionalized...and made the stars almost growing as to give the look of movement...flags in wind are really difficult to paint especially because the shadows aren't as visible as more opaque objects... added a fighter jet behind the drone... making the space shuttle a little different and might put in some fireworks as I've never painted fireworks... The Phoenix is looking good and the dragon is going to be cool as well...
Did a wire sculpture randomly last night.. Had this mini wire sculpture that I made years ago and recently put a broken bottle on a piece of wood and used left-over grout/tile adhesive to stabilize it... I looked at it and was going to put something inside the bottle; however, it looked like an old knight helmet so I made this scary/trippy face instead... its looking pretty neat in a artistic way...gonna call it something like dead crusader... gave it a little respirator...ill put a picture up at some point... ran out of wire...not bad for a first attempt at this kind of sculpting...
Friday, April 19, 2013
Spectrum of Orbit words...
made changes...gonna post them...
[certain parts are caps locked b/c its hard to type fast otherwise]
HALFALIVE
40
GATEWAYS
SECONDS IN2 HOURS
HIPPIE WITH A SATCHEL
BALLPOINT PENS
CONTEMPLATION
MACHINE
ISIS FIRE
MINERAL
RIPTIDES
OVERPOPULATION
GOD RITUALS
SIGHT
TALKBOX
CINDER BLOCK
SLEEP WALKING
VISCOSITY
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with hydraullic pumps as a foundation
bipolar humps in need of shaving
you tell the truth...
it hovers over you just like a flying saucer
a halo encircled in time
floating above and beside all the spirits of time
puffed and passed like sounds above a smoking barrell
next to airlplanes where people look out the windows with shut down minds
AND ALL THEse HIPPIES with THEIR SATCHELS
are becoming the YUPPIES that are fearful
rolling around oxygentanks and floating with walks on the sides
notinhaling gas 2get high
but about the nitrous oxide
there needs to be more sideshow activity
DRIFTING perfecting donuts AND TWIRALLEL PARKING
with chicks and bitches howling like an asphault portion of the
concrete key's screetch baby booming
we seek to believe in the half life as the streets fill our minds
mother natures running out of time
since the1970s a debt crisis of nectar
a rubber tire tornoff its spinning rim
melted-down and our path to god is tangled up in
webs and fly-traps and batteries inside
a remote control 2 wander your mind below
FLASHING HEAT SENSORed SCREENS ON THE CEILING OF A CANOPY
CONNECTED BY PITSTOPS AND CLUBS
WITH FOG MACHINES SIFTING THE FLOOR and strangling greed for love
but you tell the truth
you dont need to see reality and
theres no such thing as a forest inside
such a televisionic light
where the hollywood falls off your face
as your head just all of the sudden rolls away like that wife of henry the 8th
who had her head chopped off at holyrood castle
and the division severed a section of the holy king's empire
you tell the truth, like the
spiderweb floating round, bringing all these saucers to ground
2enchant the masses with shit like hungry-hungry hippos...
wheres that keyhole to light
when youre straight up staring at life?
...from an outsiders perspective
who tells the truth
and then flips around and decieves everything alive
and spits on both the day and the night
wrapping life like swaddling feet
trying to grasp and grip and grab everything...
you fuckin shopping cart
you tell the truth
theres no such thing as soul in your metal-caged-world
and if you dont need to breathe life
stay on the holes from the floor...
yeah go study yourself on tv
and laugh at the way you live vicariously
like a fuckin bitch on a leash
passing by a motherfuckin alpha king
called nature exploding into sky
theres never been any need to complain or cry
when your halo egos been hurt...just remember,
bitch, youre blind and hallucinating the entire fuckin world
YOU TELL THE TRUTH...
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it lusters like black gold that shines through the purple and yellow cars
with the irridescent blues...
you can kinda see str8 thru it as the floors move your feet in the shadows
where the flames doused the fires with no passion
when in passing the glow of this aura kinda captures whats been catching
an aluminum sculpted framed up world on a wallbed with neon lights
bolted to the floor with comfort and sunburned into your skin as the toes curl
and the bottles drop...when you see yourself thru your own eyes
like a forty into 3/16ths
and measured lifespan full of cravings
that've all been dried up yet the flow is
like a concrete key's
dream turned and awakened
when dreams will awaken
rising out of the fog and flowing out from the sky with the phoenix
the birds form a sheet of glass and flow like kites in a synchronized wind
rock doves swooped up and down near the fire escapes
these flights of stairs...
spiraling down with welded ferrous metal beams layering the air
when emotions sway rich in organic oils with no patina or coatings...
the lava is gold and coated with teaspoons of rhodium
mirroring the artificial lake over the juices of some landfill...
surrounded by the concrete keys
crumbling to lock forever
looking at the chains and links broken from when the dream is awakened
or the forty guzzled into 3/16ths
glazed like glass in a shower door
descending the monochromatic bitch
named i love lucy into technicolor architectural plates
for the butterfly paint that sharpens the walls and the floor
adjust the joints allign the joists
with an impact screwdriver
next to slices of orange in a russian snowstorm
just bathe in the moonlight
with a genie ghost riding
in the lands of the midnight suns
across the world with spirits and vengence
that spearhead the trenches
all caved in
with charcoalled deer drawn
like lamps inside of caves
with all the bats
tunneling thru the venus fly traps
creeped the fuck out by vaccum domain lights
that tornado old shit into fake as fuck
worms around some real dimensional holographical stuff
that lusters like an irridescent blue street
guzzling a 40 into 3/16ths
==========================
consciously catch the dreams that fit you
hardened like the metal catches and locks
intense like words that dont bend minds or even express
pent up barrelled frustrations with humanity
reshape them into restructured energy
like windmills of water dreaming through dammed up
gaseous influxes of auroboros in consciousness
like mirroring reefs swaying
streetlit overwater struggling dreamscapes
like chain nets kinesthetically reeled into basketball hoops
or soft like pillowed moments shining
when an overreactive mind goes inrelaxed into cushioning
ethereal lifestyles and spiritually connecting things like strobe light flashes
and the moon's coronas sewing the spindles of timework like a seamless fit
of dreamscapes empathetically encased into streetlit
holographic representations of the retinal direxnal optical correxnal views
of conciousness
gravitationally yielding pressures of light in enlightening waves
of serpents flying outside of allegorical caves
instead of staring at some oracle on a mountain
to make their days...
conciousness breaks thru skies and waves away...
inside of spirits and laser sights set on tequilla
are magic carpet rides with waves of hops inside
dark brewed racer 5s and sonically winding
laughters reaching the sky
waves of hops inside maui's finest fire rocks
or ocean surrounded nights...
cleansing like a cat's cradle
or city stabilizing focus so electric you hear
shrieking copper wires condensing like microphones
inside buildings and mirrors of stairways in nearer
dimensional shifts like conciousness...
from retinal directional optical correctional views
reaching your fuckin heart chakra
set like a monthly full moon or spring and summer solstice
detecting feelings thru karma... reflective of real light
and breaths of dharma - fuck invisible friction from the frankensteins of martians
make it pass right thru you
rejecting the subjective thoughts directly linked to incentives
projecting harmonies
with all the physical talks happening
they're all just waves and light
or observations of microscopic molecules
reflective of telescopic clusters eaten up
like breakfast cereals in terms of meanings
and feelings about conciousness
like a set of pacific coast piers
all frozen on a harbored starboard wooden frame
which the stratospheric sky mirrors
synthesized to the kundalini clutching twitches
in dry breezes to cool off insects sticking on concrete
or walls...in worlds
like time layers and time lapses surrendering
ocean breezes falling and filtering the future
like hadookins.. or a glass of something wise
with waves of hops inside jetstreams thrust
all the way to a holy mount zion's gateway
to see force magnetically thrust into years that go by...
and recycle like trains abandoned trax and coronas from a brilliant moon
if you're drunk you feel it pushing and pulling you
side2side like calendar pages locked up inside
some metaphorical platinum cages on a see saw of dust vanishing in light
what we see breaks down
==========================
shrieking faces of fading wrinkled cells that weaken the source daily
watch the light unveil into what had been written inside of wrists
like weakened placental nights placed inside of scapegoatish blames
beams pulsing into a sifted mental overcast sky spitting venom like a cobra
so powerful it takes your motherfuckin soul and your aura
rising up from graves with turned seconds into hours
burned into urns playing xbox like gears of a clock
craving more time cyclically aware and awakened
into thoughts
turning more seconds into hours
with circles globes and cradles
inside the holy grail
eyeing your skeleton
it works with the time
all of your blame
everytime
in circled psychotic cradles
a biorhythmic sensual kind of holy tribal beat
synchronizes skin into the senses of walking deep sleep
hitting up those spots with telepathically shrunk shrines
spectroscopically mirroring
all of your blame outside the holy grail
inside your skeleton
as it clouds into a time capsule
swallowed like fights and more lights
that shine on domestically abused types
of multiple wives found on the harmonically bound to discord
fumes that rise up out of the grave that used to encompass you
with your circles globes and cradles
inside some skeleton
with your circles globes and cradles
the fuckin holy grail
lies in your skeleton
there's no one to blame
all of your time
in circled psychotic cradles
============================
x plus xy
xyz, do you see
s e e?
everything is dictated by me from a sexist point of distorted historical views
that blows up some bigass picture of me in black and white that kills all the colors alive...
and what i know is my egocentrism is bigger than your ethnocentrism...
in a cultural collision that changes our time into my time to dictate...
as hypocritical as my projector seems, i'm really just a lost hippie with a satchel
full of degrees..i cant see past me
its all about unity yet i can't see past me...
and though i live in the past, one day i purchased a navajo basket
like a present from the sun god beating the shit out of a young spiritual
hippie with a satchel...
when the reaction dissipated, i restructured my defenses...
like a davy jones autograph...
breathing in some fresh air...
then i walked back to berkeley...
with my hippie in my satchel...
in a himalayan town called darjeeling
i wandered up to a buddhist temple
after i smoked a bunch of hashish
with my sister martha
when im without food or money
i like to meditate and stay hungry
it clears my fuckin thoughts
i stood outside of the gate
with some notion of living in a cave
for 10 years thrown away
and the buddhist gatekeeper walked up to me
i said "hey! i'm a hippie with a satchel...
i don't need food, just enlightenment
don't need a healthy schema or things,
i just need to communicate unclearly...
and use sign language...amongst other things like
hitchiking and striving
for some fuckin center of enlightened
i spend my whole life believing in reincarnation
and breathing through an hourglass like
xerox machines to structure my defenses...
and cataclysms dont haunt me..."
dude ran the fuck away from me to ring a bell
i thought about weaving some peace sign blanket
xeroxed dead dreams bring me sexy hippie angels
that i set aside after a walk back from berkeley
grasshopping with my oracle inside of me, the hippie with the satchel....
with x-ray visions that melt your brains, bones, meat, and marrow
and there's no discussion about anything except
my egocentrism thats bigger than your ethnocentrism
unless you respect my distorted historical set of paleolithical views
that stamp out some bigass picture of me in black and white
like bows and arrows in egocentric kinds of phrases that switch
that switch to alternating current in electromagnetic waves with low amperage like
all the colors alive and my egocentrism is bigger than your ethnocentrism;
twirling around a dry erase board like a DNA helix in sequence..
with weak genetics except i'd rather see my life like its...
its some kind of hopi sequence
with red, blue, white, yellow, and more corn to structure my defenses...
xeroxed dead dreams
xerox machines
and xeroxed dead trees
should be bindered up like protests when
there's no discussion because we're sliding thru a sky like a star full of snow
a hippie with a satchel...
==========================
dont even know if ill see you again but i want you to know
i wish you were more intelligent and balanced like those...
ballpoint pens that click and write...and there's at least two kinds that work right
and songs are kind of becoming like dolphins washing ashore
scattered around like the ways before and i keep trying to place
the meaning of that inside of what i want you to know
sometimes i wish i would never see you again...
just want you to know..
you weigh like minutes and i need to take those back
and i wish that words were as simple as that..
or like dolphins again in general, swimming with different pods...
and cool as fuck as they are..like eyes are kind of similar, but they're all different
like genetic flaws & stuff... or packs of vixens that non-millionaires
always end up writing music about-always hustling unconciously and bitching
but i guess that's ignored... and you've grown
used to some form of ground caving in with such a changing world...
so you gotta rush your communicative skills and fuck shit up...
i don't regret sending the message that
you're str8 up stupid as fuck to try and keep a crazy bitch front up
its like someone who's running inside themselves in circles with scissors
and only some people like me
seem to realize it but at the same time
im sorry i couldn't buy you something like a nourishing meal to eat...before playtime
i just saw through your fuckin front and vomitting eyes and maybe you need to keep it up
although its smaller than my wallet size but it could be worse.
you always come first...anyways, everything is happening so quickly,
and if i wont ever see you again, i want you to know
just keep on acting intelligent and balance that world
because you need to try and fuckin forget about me, im bored of the same old
fake ass rounds of wobbling friends with the same amounts of selfcontrol
therein found in some snake's body without its fuckin head...
so lets change focus back to you instead...
i bet youre tryin to have fun and
not to make you sound the slightest bit obsessed
but i heard you were trying to fuck up my rep...again
based on your delusions and i cant help but feel sick
i know what you've been doing since the last time we spoke
dont know what you did last summer and dont care either
and i guess you would rather stalk so i'm glad it stayed and sunk as a friendship..
its been a while since youve seen me and yeah, just want you to know
sometimes i want you to speak to me
imbalanced like those
violent and ego trippin fools,
and its almost inspiring me to see past the conflicts
and bullshit that lasted way back when...
you got fucked up staring at my picture then created a bunch of them
and tried to bust out wiccan witchcraft like the immature
litte fuckin bitch you've been...your whole fuckin lifetime
wait a minute though, you don't like being told...
and you still wanna throw down the world outside
instead of reconstructing your real self inside
but, you're not mental tho, just
like a fuckin ballpoint pen gutted out
in essence
and its tough to say this but about this world
you should get the fuck out
so if i never see you again
i need you to know
people like you wanna control everything
and fucked up the world...
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burn...fly
bouncy bouncies
she's got those high beams on
my hydraullic shocks
watch that emotion drop
whatevers piercing through
its got my eye on you
go put your make up on
i see you say boo yah
fly...
fill you with gasoline
gonna keep your engine clean
give you an oil change
take all your aches and pains
burn
feel you with gasoline
gonna keep your engine clean
give you an oil change
burn...fly
i hear you thinkin' just like the tides
and the waves the sun moves away
as your body glistens with the water
and the tides twist and turn...
turn...fly...
its heavier than lead and swinging whips like a torpedo
hear thru the dollar bills, you know how it feels
sometimes this whole world seems so bitter...
watch the contrails in the sky they say that shorty looks fly
past the wind that's hypnotizing me, this shorty looks fly...
where what you know gets lost
theres no such thing as love
in all the days of all those prophecies...
go look up and down and the city streets
when one day, she contemplates
every night wasn't right
"notice these",
those don't diss me
everyday, contemplate
how2 find a way thru the week
till' one day curves around
when everything hits the ground
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experience the
power of green lanterns with the awestruck
spectacular women
sorcerers supreme stranger than the sulfur from a stream
of molten, burrowed prefelsic rocks
next to metamorfic mafic flocks of bird shaped stones
baked not fried... torn out of the godwork from the sky
tracing out the body shapes
shading out the nights
dreaming like the sun
in heavens every night
while the moonlight
dims the blazing
souls of awkward
trends like fading
clearscapes from the moon
in astral flooding lights
eyes like lasers
scanning energy
some underwater
propulsion machine
vocalize like electric tangents
drinking inside a potion tavern
fall asleep like peaceful
starfish
past the dreams from
empires fading
some kind of shipwreck
a modern day pythagorean
lunges across the way
opening the door
a backdraft tazes me
electrocute my nerves
find a way to leap up
flip out to the floor
the scotch whiskey implores me
to switch to rum and coke...
and cradle who you were
cater to what could be
cradling the timework
lost inside of these
traces of your body shape
shading into night
flowing like a stream
and astral flooding lights
while the moonlight
stalks and preys in
pick up my old self and crush it into stars
modern day pythagorean...
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the graphite table making melting metals rides along lines of jewelry...
go wear out those useless thoughts
and her eyes burn like hot
the flames that atmosphere the sun darken into her corneas
shes got that isis fire on her upper wings and upper legs
as hot as the morning sun on an innocent day that flies
around and across the mesosphere to wear out those useless thoughts
embracing fire she stands above the orphaned hands
without a dove and the bag she holds is stronger than a mythical
folklore about love...
you know, while ascending thru the tombs of shattered seeds
sprouted up past papyrus into modern greens of cotton linen
she speaks with the softest tongue
sometimes the star trek bun on her hair looks like the world
has won a human heiress to the moonlit lands that sparked the sun...
the isis fire brings the hopeless back from the glassy emeralds and sapphire
encased in rhodium plates like earrings in place across from her eyes
there would be a hemispherical conflict if cleopatra was still alive
the silky breast coverings stablize and bounce and bounce in flames
wear out those useless thoughts
hair as dark as the absorbing light with starful spectacles
and follicles of hair that shine bright like keepers of mysteries
shutting the door to all the evil by staying chilled out spiritually
stealthily and moving away strengthfully like powers of connecting
self lining up chakral eyes filled with wealth
moving her breasts in unison
according to the ancient ties of language,
primitively firey is what we'd call them
and bras are useless thoughts
when friction forms, she curses with thorns in the forms of shifting holy lands
that taunt...and if you fuck with her in any shape at all, youll feel a fuckin
scorpion sting from a goddess...up thru the spinal columns realligning into
mentally unstable fantastical opposites of the thoughts clicking in her head
reflective of the fortress of wildlife moving across some street
instead of wearing out some youthless flaws
huh...
isis fire is hotter than hot and people aspire to kiss the hand of
the molten table making jewelry out of gold on graphite
wear whatever you want
spread those youthful wings
the pharamones glisten like boots
from a perfect ten photoshoot
or the freshest tree
dealing cards daily turning into shuffling
things filling voids to upswing frowns
everyday...those useless thoughts
linger up or down and around
wear whatever you want...
oooh...
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minerals bust up air like a wrecking ball
asleep and dreaming through the wicked tears and tears of reality
with strectched out muscles like some pale wheel-barrel machete-wielding pop villian
with a crook and smile torturing the mixing board
of mice fed to the metaphorical cobra
and allegorical phobia found in the pharmaceutical industry
where kumadin is rat poison...health clogs up lives
labelled with warnings and warmings like use of this product may cause nausea...
loss of conciousness, yellowed eyes, green luminescent moths flying like a
subconcious depressive loss of hearing... which in turn dries out your mouth
and your muscles start fearing unrelaxed moments and simultaneously adhering
curses to a natural body that in turn causes...loss of earing...
traumatical confrontations resultive in loss of eyesight or
hallucinations of talking elephants that wanna sit on you until
you clear out your breathing capacities and
tragic consequences yielding pharmaceutical pay checks...
to graze on more commercials that show braindead peaceful people...
strutting along the sides of beaches...talking to the golden eagles
near the ravenous crows that don't even normally prey or live there...
where the respiratory system might collapse
as your nervous system twitches like everyone else
thats latched on to this abstract form of self-interned termed
"natural mineral water"
as the minerals bust up air...
the other side of the spectrum is relentlessly
hopeful for natural remedies of protagonistic
chokehold on society's flaws as they enter
human atmosphere...its that one there
the peppermint tea or echianecka (its echianeesha!!)
to strengthen these white blood cells
and red blood cells with vitamin c
to keep every blood blue
as paradoxically as that may sound to you
or the grey streets
where people streak on football fields
or behind a secretary of state in hawaii
the natural mineral water
bubbles up like stress tying knots
over a bag full of mamba snakes
colored green the kings and queens
of the trees
the diamond shaped heads
stay still....
as the natural mineral water
bubbles up into a hot spring
bouncing like the wind
gone with the tides
past prehistoric times
into tropical breezes
as the the troposphere freezes
like liquid nitrogen
to burn off boils
or healthy coverage
in the memory of moles
bandaging up a broken bone
with calcium
so deficiency is dethroned
and a crown of hair fills the head
instead of some baseball cap
twisting up your roots
like wormwood or bud light
with alkaseltzer the next day
to kill off parasitic tapeworms
affecting you
cutting off the holy nutrients
that planet earth brings to use
you like a cross over
from allen iverson's
entire career
much like balsamic vinegar
to nuetralize fear
of medicines from the ground
like tobacco and that sound
that rick james makes famous
or ron paul advocated to save us
the natural mineral water
with chickens eggs and protein
regulating blood streams
when eyes light up like bug lights
radioactively enticed
to eat more carrots,
you know you care... when
you're healthier than wrath or stress
and not afraid to take a bath
every once in a while with some dead sea salts
or jasmine oils to keep down boils
or spit out pollution,
from the wings of osirian solutions...
or imhotep who drinks the natural mineral water
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foundaries of forged riptides
chilled out spiritually
with the chakras open and under attack as
a parallel dimension climb'd up your back
your racks vibrate with something to learn from
moving the stars above your teary eyes
and i sigh and snicker like a candy bar burned from far away
with nuts and chakras flickering like cross dimensional
pivoting...wind with blends of smooth feeling compatibilities
giving my chakras eyes and opening yours
out of the pyschic that inspired yourself physically
inputs a vision of purity
cleansing a still and self-redemptive peacefulness
much like enlightenment
that happens when one gives one's chakras eyes
because they all fly when alligned with things
and light up into swiveling swooshes of everything
in sight and light
and hymns and timber
all chopped up and strewn out inside
some hazy clouds fogging up eyes
like a fuckin' rainforest
and gibbon's monkeys climb
fences like foundaries of forged riptides
when its given that proofs calculate time
therefore its logical that one should communicate
give your chakras eyes
know that youre alive
give your chakras eyes
the foundaries of forged riptides
everlasting like some ocean
with sights and smells of interest
embedded in ingredients not listed
and brands and bags consisting
of 20% unconnected fibers of strands
reconnective like tissue
with drives and gains that
frequent what people can do
amongst riptides forged like iron
sewer caps and peanut galleries
all rolling back and forth
just to fall down
and get sucked out
by the whirlpools
that exclude you
unless you give your chakras eyes...
gateways and locked doors
fake strength or truth that doesn't hurt
but grows like wisdom
and recovers like something true after a fuckin schism
wisdom and awareness...something strong
even though people try and tear this
transparent cloak hit by words from a fuckin clock
with exclamation points instead of asteriks
naturally find it
and periods instead of colonics
inside foundaries of forged riptides
so fucking hard...
pass on through the skies
give your chakras eyes
nothing natural needs to be neutralized
and something spiritual starts to materialize
the riptides capped up by old fears
steering the starboard side
down to sunken ships
of your entire human atmosphere...
until you see the shadow of your souls...
wrapped up in silence and peaceful
with obliterating results
against some foundary of ignorance
bent like a gravitationally skewed
hammerhead spine...then turned into
the holiest light...
filtered through the chakras that....
know that youre alive
give your chakras eyes...
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stumble in and stumbling around
stare up into the zenith until it falls
watch the mineral baths gravitate toward you
as you climb up your walls
your vertical maze
where atmospheric tail beams dreaming in spot
shapeshift in thru the trances of delusional thoughts
stumbling and stumbling across
around the hill until the tanks been lost
fueled into deformities abnormalties and the hints of influenza
as nuerologically anonymous snakes are slithering through
100 ounces of silved melted down to mirror every day
where shapes and senses of infrared creations are all placed on display
slithering and slithering and slithering around
coasting down the hills until the power goes out
and the power lines fall down...
as we stare up into the zenith until it falls
swirling like a cannibal galaxy-absorb the rush
into a cynaide portal where there is overfishing
on overmedicated overpopulations
burning up and igniting the pictures we see
above and in the fireplace...
absorb the rush into a cyanide portal of darkness
to grab your interest and pull you somewhere
where punishment is enlightening
and all these clouds aren't shading light
or chasing me...all up in these shapes around me
astronomically, anatomically in tuned with the planetary
alignments we look up to--its like medicine, but when
theres nothing up in the sky, there's always overpopulation
to throw dirt in your eyes...
stumbling and stumbling and stumbling around
every corner where there's a home thats filled with
the artificial lights and the sounds of blue pit bulls
purely raised on barked and filled without nurtured freedoms
the artificial lights from the sun
for our mechanical horses...
for our mechanical horses....
rumbling and rumbling and tumbling around
speeding down some freeways til they lose their ground
and then spin out
with no regard to other beings on the road
like some cannibal galaxy forming
absorb the rush
like an oxygen capturing sensor
until the engine light turns on
breaking mechanical horses...
go watch the mosquitoes that fly
for our mechanical horses
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i turn my ride this way
i look into her face...
talking about posting like geckos girl
in the broad daylight...
feeling up all of these solar rays
til the moon shines bright
[howl]
god rituals from the pussy
get down around and ready to mount it
climbing the mountain...
stomp my foot down on top of this forest
straight feeling; no pain according to the truth
some goodlooking lucky werewolf fool
here to pleasure you (howl)
its super-fuckin-wet
i'll put the mouths on end
into such a delicious taste
of finger licking marinated arousing juices
that've got you whispering
and yes i know it feels so good
talking about wandering the water park
yeah your lights are shiny
as i'm feeling up on your body parts until
the sky falls in...
smoke and mirrors dissolving motion
smoke and mirrors absorbing emotion
with the midnight sun we watched like
pulsating ghosts...
talking about swimming with the dolphins
past the great barrier reefs...
burning off the aromatic fumes
of sweet sweet gasoline
gonna be wandering thru your waterpark
girl your lights are shiny
feeling on your body parts until the sky
falls in god rituals from the pussy
stomp my foot down on top of this desert
its super-fuckin-wet
ill put the mouths on end
such a delicious taste
fluids of finger licking marinated arousing juices
keep on whispering
yes i know it feels so good...
all about posting like geckos in the broadday light
and moving all of your pharamones until the moon shines bright
like polishing a shiny set of clocks
god rituals from the pussy
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with break downs like fluids
youre strong as stainless steel
cerrated like knives and sharks teeth
just pulsing to be burned
by daylight thats endless
in avalanches of the dead minds and souls
where spirits get passed into concrete posts
you stop caring and drown in waterfalls
of hazy emotional ink poisoned walls
deforming under impressions of
functionless substances unaffecting you
boundaries and times meet sites for sore eyes
its just that daylight thats endless..
the avalanches of the dead minds and souls
and spirits pass on just like concrete posts
torn away from ageless like sands and dusts in wind
yeah corrosions too corrosive to conduct
remodelling again since youve stopped caring
youre drowning in waterfalls
of hazy emotions and ink poisoned walls
glow like l.a. lights in darkness free of sin
surrounded by all these impressioned eyes
just like some daylight thats endless
those avalanches of the dead minds and souls
watch spirits rise up just like concrete posts
its some sunday sunday sunday monster truck rally
and all the daylight thats endless
your breakdowns are like fluids
but strong as stainless steel...
cerrated like knives and sharks teeth
pulsing thru the words
encasing your perfections in glassy waterfalls
just like the daylight thats endless...
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the serpents coil around the medicine staff straightened out
like wrinkled holy pages of some books disintegrating into
memories of what disciplined things into structured fates...and
in the beginning, god was prepared fashioned and form'd
and created the heavens and the earths...and the earth
and another testament says
"yeah, i make a record in the language of my fathers
which consists of learning" languages from the tombs of the egyptians
in the name of all eyes, most gracious and merciful...let praise be to all...
the cherishers and sustainers of the world...
and when the earth was without shape or form and an empty waste,
there was darkness upon the face of the very great deep...
as the spirit of god was moving...mastering the days with no judgments
and the book of the dead from the egyptians misread is strictly for cursing
when in reality it spoonfeeds how to stay blessed with the changing days
and floods over agriculture on plates like those magnetic on earth when people
were left behind in the whirlwind of the world...
and the earth became goodly parents there for teaching all that it knows
somewhat as a being like the spirit of god thats constantly moving and annointing
like christ...
who has inspired millions of concrete cultures with withered shakurian roses to
live life to its fullest educational potential which is illmatic, rising
up past the feuds into shores of magicians walking on water, or
jesus christ, the lord, who was born of the seed without racialism
ethnically blind
just like you or me but his life got worse and in death rose up to save everything being
and it doesn't stop there because the spirit of god keeps hovering moving and brooding
like in genesis, where it says that the spirit of god or yahweh, was moving over the faces
and the waters...
and god said let there be light and there was
and in the qu'ran, the spirit says in the way of those whom you have bestowed that light
are the places wherein there is not wrath, and we should not go astray into such
blasphemous paths.... and back to the mirrors of the talkbox are the
writings of keenan...braving obstacles from the outside in forests, fires, rains and
heaving stones like stories when angels told some bodies of the blessings and
cursings that fall upon each day
which parallels some genesis again, like the beginning of recorded history
which explains that in the days of monarchies and kings
war led humans astray...and sumeria has ancient texts like the mayans
which all say a similar thing about some lost continent called atlantis
which always only gets covered very briefly
and another old testament says a continent was divided and two parts joined
in an area that is now the dead sea... as we see parallels written in the qu'ran
passage saying "remember, we made the house a place of assembly and safety"
and covenate and sanctifers encompass around these places...
and in a newer testament's chapter 5, acts...it talks about situations
like these...when a man with the letter a which is greek for alpha
and his wife whos name looks strikingly similar to the word sapphire sold a possession
and i might be misunderstanding when i say that that's somewhat like capitalism
which helps some places grow strong and without greed while other times
stuff happens (often) where someone keeps all the proceeds...
which is against the ten commandments listed as a wrathful sin of pride
while the television set looks like a jack-in-the-box jester sometimes
scratching off my money like santa claus and the channels who are too preachy...
or comforting commercials like snuggles who is animated and able to spread
joy with the pillsbury dough being ...in lines of static-y longitudes and latitudes
of charcoally grey monochromes have grown up past black and white into three
dimensional plasma eyes like the feeling you get from an eminem cd or adam jones guitar riff
using the coolest tone that it ever could be like waterfalls
brewing electricity with franklin stoves and radio waves
satelittes refracting reflective sights..like a failure album or dmx preaching alongside mase
and samurai teachings depicting disciplines of a self controlling sword and the minds
like those in the fbi...coming from every linear direction on earth like a breath from god through
characters of asia written 2depict trifecta of ancient life...growing up despite
millions and trillions of fights with places uptight loosened like a clinton scandal
or a gandhi inspired revolution despite all the gods from the hindu scramble
that was pushed out of a windpipe when bush focussed on security
and inspired obama to continously and poetically speak to american society
the spirit of god keeps moving like a talkbox or an occultist rhytmatic danny carey
set of drum rudiments that seem to talk to us
its like one of those metal fences where something strong just bonds us...
and ground off welding beads are like revisions of sythesized comedies
with peanuts and butters and laptops with cookies in galleries of art
from something inside of the spirit named technology...
and theres an axis which keeps us warm through friction or nonfiction
written about every form of life alive in the globe...
which can't be stapled down because it moves like the world...
and numerous people have tried to put it into one story
that just keeps getting longer as we watch it unfold...
=======================================================
guided by soul, we flow toward a bigger sun
with our starship of enterprise
guiding our soul
guided through harmony
guided by more than we know...
as the sirens wail through the walls
beside the freeway...
just watch me unfreeze the planets
my escape pod fueled atlantis
into this stormy sea post 21st century
sense of sleep walking in transient
steaming brocolli...
where trees and steam rise up and surround us
spewing ash from the rings of saturn
back to atlantis...the texts and pictographs
that wake me up for a second...
look up to the sky
never build it again
gotta find a better life for my own content
gotta find myself a wife
bet ill settle down then...
with my blueprints to the sky
and texts and pictographs....
wherein lies the theory of mars and atlantis
which said that our planet earth used to be more conscious
until a competition fueled an overreaction to haunt us
see who builds up the fastest
filthy thieves and gold diggers didnt exist
and rules ran around the semantics when earth was called atlantis...
two empty shells running alongside the trax of the trains
called the solar system's reeds glowed
before the pictures we see were burned up in a fireplace
leaving holes in our dna and brains millions and billions of years later
the empty lot where the drivein cinema used to be is projecting
a vacant rattlesnake territory to me
i wanna see black mambas climb
above forests in mountains around us
and descend from the trees below us
near the hottest valleys of death
im a satelitte out of breath
shaping warlocks of nature
with respects for every species of neighbors
like texts and pictographs
running alongside the tracks of the trains
sleepwalking in trances of deep sleep
the dreams that reoccur just watch unfreeze the planets
the life on the moon births up to enchant us
through the stormy sea
post 21st century which collapses
and theres a little being irridescently mind talking to me
after going around hunting, disappointment struck
trying to support his whole family
he decided to work on a sculpture
then he tells me he's an immigrant named zino
originally a doctor of the sciences
and founder of irrigation in humanity
and the sculpture of his name was in progress
made of stone; he'd almost finished when he got
hit by an arrow that stabbed thru his back
things get clearer then he tells me his name in enki
"just watch me unfreeze the planets
my escape pod survived atlantis..."
"look up to the sky gonna build it again
gotta find myself piece of mind for my own content
gotta find yourself a wife for your own content"
"now we flow with a bigger sun
our starship of enterprise
guided thru harmony
guided thru soul
guided by more than we'll know"
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LIQUIFIED INTO THE PICTURE TO CONTRAST
THE FOG ITS THICK AS A MUDBATH WITH GLACIAL MOVEMENTS
WE SWARM THRU THIS VISCOUS BRUSH
SYNTHETICALLY ENTRANCING US WITH OURSELVES IN SOME COOKIE DOH PICRUST
CRADLE 4A PIECE OF EXISTANCE
THAT CUSHIONS SUGARY CARBOHYDRATES INTO A HARDENED
OUTERCOATING QUARTERBACKING THE PIGSKIN OF REALITY
TO THROW AWAY ANY SEEDS REPRESENTATIVE OF ANYTHING
NON-STRESS RELATED LET ALONE A GAME OF OBSTRUCTIONS
THAT SPEND LIFE HEALING WHATS BEEN CUT OPEN
LIQUIFIED IN2 THE PICTURE WITH VIVID CANDY USING US ALL
LIGHT IS JUST 2BRIGHT
THE COFFEE TASTES 2STRONG
THE ROSES SMELL TOO BLOOMED
THE COV'RAGE BENEATH MY FORAGING FEET FALLS THRU A SQUARE EARTH
TO SQUARE OFF WITH A COBRA
DISSECTING THIS SIMPLE LIFE FORCE INTO WAVELENGTHS NOT SO TANGLED
THESE WORMHOLES OPEN TO HOLD MY BARRACADED FLESH CONGREGATIONS OF MUTATIONS
SO I CAN BREATHE AGAIN
LIKE A FUCKING CLOCK
SPACING UP INTO THE MISTY
SKY BESIDE A MEERKAT RECIEVING DIRECT TRANSMISSIONS FROM GOD
UNTIL YOU BREATHE WITH AURA
HANDS PUSHING ME AROUND AS THE GEARS SYNC N DWINDLNG CLIX
ENTICE HUMBLING THICK BREEZES OF EXPERIENCES THAT TASTE LIKE REDWOOD TREES
GROUPED UP IN A GHETTO PORTION OF EARTH BY THE FREEWAY
ON A FOGGY DAY - THE THICKNESS WRAPS AROUND YOUR RESPIRATOR UN
TIL U BREATHE WITH AURA
SIDESTEPPING THROUGH A SWAMPLAND INSIDE
THE VERY FABRIC OF TIME & SPACE
PILLARS AND PIERS SINK AND SOME DARK WIND
ENVELOPES AND SHADOWS EVERY LIGHT INSIDE OF THIS PLACE
AND AS YOURE BEARING WITNESS TO A SACRIFICE OF BLOOD
THROUGH THE WORKPLACE FLOODED WITH RECIPTS AND INKS
AND INVISIBLE CRYPTIC SPY TECHNOLOGIES HIT THE LIGHT OF THE DAY
WHERE THE DAYLIGHT SLOWLY CREEPS ABOVE US WRAPPING YOU UP
LIKE A CEREMONIAL SERVICE LASTING FOREVER TO
MUMMIFY THE KING
INTERSECTING THROUGH THE LAYERS OF EVERY PHASE OF EXISTANCE
FROM DETERIORATION TO SUPERIOR UNDERSTANDINGS OF HOW
TO KNOT OFF ASTRAL LIGHT IN SOME FORCEFIELD
THEN IT SLOWS DOWN INTO SOMETHING MORE UNDERSTANDABLE
A BREEZE FROM THE B A R T TRAIN
SWIRLING ROUND YOUR BRAIN TRAX IN MELODIC DIRXNS
EVERY1 IS SILENT EXCEPT THE EYES
ACCEPTING AN EXIT OUT OF THE TUNNEL
WHERE THE DAYLIGHT SLOWLY CREEPS
UPON US YET SOMEHOW ABOVE US
BREATHING RADIOACTIVE ACTIVITY
INTO A STRUGGLING SOUL
WHERE THE DAYLIGHT SLOWLY CREEPS
AS CARNIVORES SMILE & OPEN THE DOORS
PAST THE SPACE OF FREEDOM AND IMMORATLITY
WHERE THE CLOUDS CHANGE THROUGH THE DAYS
WHEN EVERY MOMENT IS 1STEP CLOSER TO THE LAPSE OF ONE WHOLE ETERNITY
EXTREMELY DISPOSING GARBARGE LIKE A NEWSPAPER BY PRINTING
A REFRESHING VISCOSITY drips THROUGH THE FABRIC OF TIME AND SPACE as
A LEAP YEAR ENCIRCLES THE WHISK QUADRILATERAL ENVIRONMENT
WITH THREE DIMENSIONAL lives that MERELY SIGNIFIES a LISCENCE TO KILL...
overweight clogged up fries...
the REFRESHING VISCOSITY...
[certain parts are caps locked b/c its hard to type fast otherwise]
HALFALIVE
40
GATEWAYS
SECONDS IN2 HOURS
HIPPIE WITH A SATCHEL
BALLPOINT PENS
CONTEMPLATION
MACHINE
ISIS FIRE
MINERAL
RIPTIDES
OVERPOPULATION
GOD RITUALS
SIGHT
TALKBOX
CINDER BLOCK
SLEEP WALKING
VISCOSITY
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with hydraullic pumps as a foundation
bipolar humps in need of shaving
you tell the truth...
it hovers over you just like a flying saucer
a halo encircled in time
floating above and beside all the spirits of time
puffed and passed like sounds above a smoking barrell
next to airlplanes where people look out the windows with shut down minds
AND ALL THEse HIPPIES with THEIR SATCHELS
are becoming the YUPPIES that are fearful
rolling around oxygentanks and floating with walks on the sides
notinhaling gas 2get high
but about the nitrous oxide
there needs to be more sideshow activity
DRIFTING perfecting donuts AND TWIRALLEL PARKING
with chicks and bitches howling like an asphault portion of the
concrete key's screetch baby booming
we seek to believe in the half life as the streets fill our minds
mother natures running out of time
since the1970s a debt crisis of nectar
a rubber tire tornoff its spinning rim
melted-down and our path to god is tangled up in
webs and fly-traps and batteries inside
a remote control 2 wander your mind below
FLASHING HEAT SENSORed SCREENS ON THE CEILING OF A CANOPY
CONNECTED BY PITSTOPS AND CLUBS
WITH FOG MACHINES SIFTING THE FLOOR and strangling greed for love
but you tell the truth
you dont need to see reality and
theres no such thing as a forest inside
such a televisionic light
where the hollywood falls off your face
as your head just all of the sudden rolls away like that wife of henry the 8th
who had her head chopped off at holyrood castle
and the division severed a section of the holy king's empire
you tell the truth, like the
spiderweb floating round, bringing all these saucers to ground
2enchant the masses with shit like hungry-hungry hippos...
wheres that keyhole to light
when youre straight up staring at life?
...from an outsiders perspective
who tells the truth
and then flips around and decieves everything alive
and spits on both the day and the night
wrapping life like swaddling feet
trying to grasp and grip and grab everything...
you fuckin shopping cart
you tell the truth
theres no such thing as soul in your metal-caged-world
and if you dont need to breathe life
stay on the holes from the floor...
yeah go study yourself on tv
and laugh at the way you live vicariously
like a fuckin bitch on a leash
passing by a motherfuckin alpha king
called nature exploding into sky
theres never been any need to complain or cry
when your halo egos been hurt...just remember,
bitch, youre blind and hallucinating the entire fuckin world
YOU TELL THE TRUTH...
=====================
it lusters like black gold that shines through the purple and yellow cars
with the irridescent blues...
you can kinda see str8 thru it as the floors move your feet in the shadows
where the flames doused the fires with no passion
when in passing the glow of this aura kinda captures whats been catching
an aluminum sculpted framed up world on a wallbed with neon lights
bolted to the floor with comfort and sunburned into your skin as the toes curl
and the bottles drop...when you see yourself thru your own eyes
like a forty into 3/16ths
and measured lifespan full of cravings
that've all been dried up yet the flow is
like a concrete key's
dream turned and awakened
when dreams will awaken
rising out of the fog and flowing out from the sky with the phoenix
the birds form a sheet of glass and flow like kites in a synchronized wind
rock doves swooped up and down near the fire escapes
these flights of stairs...
spiraling down with welded ferrous metal beams layering the air
when emotions sway rich in organic oils with no patina or coatings...
the lava is gold and coated with teaspoons of rhodium
mirroring the artificial lake over the juices of some landfill...
surrounded by the concrete keys
crumbling to lock forever
looking at the chains and links broken from when the dream is awakened
or the forty guzzled into 3/16ths
glazed like glass in a shower door
descending the monochromatic bitch
named i love lucy into technicolor architectural plates
for the butterfly paint that sharpens the walls and the floor
adjust the joints allign the joists
with an impact screwdriver
next to slices of orange in a russian snowstorm
just bathe in the moonlight
with a genie ghost riding
in the lands of the midnight suns
across the world with spirits and vengence
that spearhead the trenches
all caved in
with charcoalled deer drawn
like lamps inside of caves
with all the bats
tunneling thru the venus fly traps
creeped the fuck out by vaccum domain lights
that tornado old shit into fake as fuck
worms around some real dimensional holographical stuff
that lusters like an irridescent blue street
guzzling a 40 into 3/16ths
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consciously catch the dreams that fit you
hardened like the metal catches and locks
intense like words that dont bend minds or even express
pent up barrelled frustrations with humanity
reshape them into restructured energy
like windmills of water dreaming through dammed up
gaseous influxes of auroboros in consciousness
like mirroring reefs swaying
streetlit overwater struggling dreamscapes
like chain nets kinesthetically reeled into basketball hoops
or soft like pillowed moments shining
when an overreactive mind goes inrelaxed into cushioning
ethereal lifestyles and spiritually connecting things like strobe light flashes
and the moon's coronas sewing the spindles of timework like a seamless fit
of dreamscapes empathetically encased into streetlit
holographic representations of the retinal direxnal optical correxnal views
of conciousness
gravitationally yielding pressures of light in enlightening waves
of serpents flying outside of allegorical caves
instead of staring at some oracle on a mountain
to make their days...
conciousness breaks thru skies and waves away...
inside of spirits and laser sights set on tequilla
are magic carpet rides with waves of hops inside
dark brewed racer 5s and sonically winding
laughters reaching the sky
waves of hops inside maui's finest fire rocks
or ocean surrounded nights...
cleansing like a cat's cradle
or city stabilizing focus so electric you hear
shrieking copper wires condensing like microphones
inside buildings and mirrors of stairways in nearer
dimensional shifts like conciousness...
from retinal directional optical correctional views
reaching your fuckin heart chakra
set like a monthly full moon or spring and summer solstice
detecting feelings thru karma... reflective of real light
and breaths of dharma - fuck invisible friction from the frankensteins of martians
make it pass right thru you
rejecting the subjective thoughts directly linked to incentives
projecting harmonies
with all the physical talks happening
they're all just waves and light
or observations of microscopic molecules
reflective of telescopic clusters eaten up
like breakfast cereals in terms of meanings
and feelings about conciousness
like a set of pacific coast piers
all frozen on a harbored starboard wooden frame
which the stratospheric sky mirrors
synthesized to the kundalini clutching twitches
in dry breezes to cool off insects sticking on concrete
or walls...in worlds
like time layers and time lapses surrendering
ocean breezes falling and filtering the future
like hadookins.. or a glass of something wise
with waves of hops inside jetstreams thrust
all the way to a holy mount zion's gateway
to see force magnetically thrust into years that go by...
and recycle like trains abandoned trax and coronas from a brilliant moon
if you're drunk you feel it pushing and pulling you
side2side like calendar pages locked up inside
some metaphorical platinum cages on a see saw of dust vanishing in light
what we see breaks down
==========================
shrieking faces of fading wrinkled cells that weaken the source daily
watch the light unveil into what had been written inside of wrists
like weakened placental nights placed inside of scapegoatish blames
beams pulsing into a sifted mental overcast sky spitting venom like a cobra
so powerful it takes your motherfuckin soul and your aura
rising up from graves with turned seconds into hours
burned into urns playing xbox like gears of a clock
craving more time cyclically aware and awakened
into thoughts
turning more seconds into hours
with circles globes and cradles
inside the holy grail
eyeing your skeleton
it works with the time
all of your blame
everytime
in circled psychotic cradles
a biorhythmic sensual kind of holy tribal beat
synchronizes skin into the senses of walking deep sleep
hitting up those spots with telepathically shrunk shrines
spectroscopically mirroring
all of your blame outside the holy grail
inside your skeleton
as it clouds into a time capsule
swallowed like fights and more lights
that shine on domestically abused types
of multiple wives found on the harmonically bound to discord
fumes that rise up out of the grave that used to encompass you
with your circles globes and cradles
inside some skeleton
with your circles globes and cradles
the fuckin holy grail
lies in your skeleton
there's no one to blame
all of your time
in circled psychotic cradles
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x plus xy
xyz, do you see
s e e?
everything is dictated by me from a sexist point of distorted historical views
that blows up some bigass picture of me in black and white that kills all the colors alive...
and what i know is my egocentrism is bigger than your ethnocentrism...
in a cultural collision that changes our time into my time to dictate...
as hypocritical as my projector seems, i'm really just a lost hippie with a satchel
full of degrees..i cant see past me
its all about unity yet i can't see past me...
and though i live in the past, one day i purchased a navajo basket
like a present from the sun god beating the shit out of a young spiritual
hippie with a satchel...
when the reaction dissipated, i restructured my defenses...
like a davy jones autograph...
breathing in some fresh air...
then i walked back to berkeley...
with my hippie in my satchel...
in a himalayan town called darjeeling
i wandered up to a buddhist temple
after i smoked a bunch of hashish
with my sister martha
when im without food or money
i like to meditate and stay hungry
it clears my fuckin thoughts
i stood outside of the gate
with some notion of living in a cave
for 10 years thrown away
and the buddhist gatekeeper walked up to me
i said "hey! i'm a hippie with a satchel...
i don't need food, just enlightenment
don't need a healthy schema or things,
i just need to communicate unclearly...
and use sign language...amongst other things like
hitchiking and striving
for some fuckin center of enlightened
i spend my whole life believing in reincarnation
and breathing through an hourglass like
xerox machines to structure my defenses...
and cataclysms dont haunt me..."
dude ran the fuck away from me to ring a bell
i thought about weaving some peace sign blanket
xeroxed dead dreams bring me sexy hippie angels
that i set aside after a walk back from berkeley
grasshopping with my oracle inside of me, the hippie with the satchel....
with x-ray visions that melt your brains, bones, meat, and marrow
and there's no discussion about anything except
my egocentrism thats bigger than your ethnocentrism
unless you respect my distorted historical set of paleolithical views
that stamp out some bigass picture of me in black and white
like bows and arrows in egocentric kinds of phrases that switch
that switch to alternating current in electromagnetic waves with low amperage like
all the colors alive and my egocentrism is bigger than your ethnocentrism;
twirling around a dry erase board like a DNA helix in sequence..
with weak genetics except i'd rather see my life like its...
its some kind of hopi sequence
with red, blue, white, yellow, and more corn to structure my defenses...
xeroxed dead dreams
xerox machines
and xeroxed dead trees
should be bindered up like protests when
there's no discussion because we're sliding thru a sky like a star full of snow
a hippie with a satchel...
==========================
dont even know if ill see you again but i want you to know
i wish you were more intelligent and balanced like those...
ballpoint pens that click and write...and there's at least two kinds that work right
and songs are kind of becoming like dolphins washing ashore
scattered around like the ways before and i keep trying to place
the meaning of that inside of what i want you to know
sometimes i wish i would never see you again...
just want you to know..
you weigh like minutes and i need to take those back
and i wish that words were as simple as that..
or like dolphins again in general, swimming with different pods...
and cool as fuck as they are..like eyes are kind of similar, but they're all different
like genetic flaws & stuff... or packs of vixens that non-millionaires
always end up writing music about-always hustling unconciously and bitching
but i guess that's ignored... and you've grown
used to some form of ground caving in with such a changing world...
so you gotta rush your communicative skills and fuck shit up...
i don't regret sending the message that
you're str8 up stupid as fuck to try and keep a crazy bitch front up
its like someone who's running inside themselves in circles with scissors
and only some people like me
seem to realize it but at the same time
im sorry i couldn't buy you something like a nourishing meal to eat...before playtime
i just saw through your fuckin front and vomitting eyes and maybe you need to keep it up
although its smaller than my wallet size but it could be worse.
you always come first...anyways, everything is happening so quickly,
and if i wont ever see you again, i want you to know
just keep on acting intelligent and balance that world
because you need to try and fuckin forget about me, im bored of the same old
fake ass rounds of wobbling friends with the same amounts of selfcontrol
therein found in some snake's body without its fuckin head...
so lets change focus back to you instead...
i bet youre tryin to have fun and
not to make you sound the slightest bit obsessed
but i heard you were trying to fuck up my rep...again
based on your delusions and i cant help but feel sick
i know what you've been doing since the last time we spoke
dont know what you did last summer and dont care either
and i guess you would rather stalk so i'm glad it stayed and sunk as a friendship..
its been a while since youve seen me and yeah, just want you to know
sometimes i want you to speak to me
imbalanced like those
violent and ego trippin fools,
and its almost inspiring me to see past the conflicts
and bullshit that lasted way back when...
you got fucked up staring at my picture then created a bunch of them
and tried to bust out wiccan witchcraft like the immature
litte fuckin bitch you've been...your whole fuckin lifetime
wait a minute though, you don't like being told...
and you still wanna throw down the world outside
instead of reconstructing your real self inside
but, you're not mental tho, just
like a fuckin ballpoint pen gutted out
in essence
and its tough to say this but about this world
you should get the fuck out
so if i never see you again
i need you to know
people like you wanna control everything
and fucked up the world...
========================
burn...fly
bouncy bouncies
she's got those high beams on
my hydraullic shocks
watch that emotion drop
whatevers piercing through
its got my eye on you
go put your make up on
i see you say boo yah
fly...
fill you with gasoline
gonna keep your engine clean
give you an oil change
take all your aches and pains
burn
feel you with gasoline
gonna keep your engine clean
give you an oil change
burn...fly
i hear you thinkin' just like the tides
and the waves the sun moves away
as your body glistens with the water
and the tides twist and turn...
turn...fly...
its heavier than lead and swinging whips like a torpedo
hear thru the dollar bills, you know how it feels
sometimes this whole world seems so bitter...
watch the contrails in the sky they say that shorty looks fly
past the wind that's hypnotizing me, this shorty looks fly...
where what you know gets lost
theres no such thing as love
in all the days of all those prophecies...
go look up and down and the city streets
when one day, she contemplates
every night wasn't right
"notice these",
those don't diss me
everyday, contemplate
how2 find a way thru the week
till' one day curves around
when everything hits the ground
===============================
experience the
power of green lanterns with the awestruck
spectacular women
sorcerers supreme stranger than the sulfur from a stream
of molten, burrowed prefelsic rocks
next to metamorfic mafic flocks of bird shaped stones
baked not fried... torn out of the godwork from the sky
tracing out the body shapes
shading out the nights
dreaming like the sun
in heavens every night
while the moonlight
dims the blazing
souls of awkward
trends like fading
clearscapes from the moon
in astral flooding lights
eyes like lasers
scanning energy
some underwater
propulsion machine
vocalize like electric tangents
drinking inside a potion tavern
fall asleep like peaceful
starfish
past the dreams from
empires fading
some kind of shipwreck
a modern day pythagorean
lunges across the way
opening the door
a backdraft tazes me
electrocute my nerves
find a way to leap up
flip out to the floor
the scotch whiskey implores me
to switch to rum and coke...
and cradle who you were
cater to what could be
cradling the timework
lost inside of these
traces of your body shape
shading into night
flowing like a stream
and astral flooding lights
while the moonlight
stalks and preys in
pick up my old self and crush it into stars
modern day pythagorean...
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the graphite table making melting metals rides along lines of jewelry...
go wear out those useless thoughts
and her eyes burn like hot
the flames that atmosphere the sun darken into her corneas
shes got that isis fire on her upper wings and upper legs
as hot as the morning sun on an innocent day that flies
around and across the mesosphere to wear out those useless thoughts
embracing fire she stands above the orphaned hands
without a dove and the bag she holds is stronger than a mythical
folklore about love...
you know, while ascending thru the tombs of shattered seeds
sprouted up past papyrus into modern greens of cotton linen
she speaks with the softest tongue
sometimes the star trek bun on her hair looks like the world
has won a human heiress to the moonlit lands that sparked the sun...
the isis fire brings the hopeless back from the glassy emeralds and sapphire
encased in rhodium plates like earrings in place across from her eyes
there would be a hemispherical conflict if cleopatra was still alive
the silky breast coverings stablize and bounce and bounce in flames
wear out those useless thoughts
hair as dark as the absorbing light with starful spectacles
and follicles of hair that shine bright like keepers of mysteries
shutting the door to all the evil by staying chilled out spiritually
stealthily and moving away strengthfully like powers of connecting
self lining up chakral eyes filled with wealth
moving her breasts in unison
according to the ancient ties of language,
primitively firey is what we'd call them
and bras are useless thoughts
when friction forms, she curses with thorns in the forms of shifting holy lands
that taunt...and if you fuck with her in any shape at all, youll feel a fuckin
scorpion sting from a goddess...up thru the spinal columns realligning into
mentally unstable fantastical opposites of the thoughts clicking in her head
reflective of the fortress of wildlife moving across some street
instead of wearing out some youthless flaws
huh...
isis fire is hotter than hot and people aspire to kiss the hand of
the molten table making jewelry out of gold on graphite
wear whatever you want
spread those youthful wings
the pharamones glisten like boots
from a perfect ten photoshoot
or the freshest tree
dealing cards daily turning into shuffling
things filling voids to upswing frowns
everyday...those useless thoughts
linger up or down and around
wear whatever you want...
oooh...
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minerals bust up air like a wrecking ball
asleep and dreaming through the wicked tears and tears of reality
with strectched out muscles like some pale wheel-barrel machete-wielding pop villian
with a crook and smile torturing the mixing board
of mice fed to the metaphorical cobra
and allegorical phobia found in the pharmaceutical industry
where kumadin is rat poison...health clogs up lives
labelled with warnings and warmings like use of this product may cause nausea...
loss of conciousness, yellowed eyes, green luminescent moths flying like a
subconcious depressive loss of hearing... which in turn dries out your mouth
and your muscles start fearing unrelaxed moments and simultaneously adhering
curses to a natural body that in turn causes...loss of earing...
traumatical confrontations resultive in loss of eyesight or
hallucinations of talking elephants that wanna sit on you until
you clear out your breathing capacities and
tragic consequences yielding pharmaceutical pay checks...
to graze on more commercials that show braindead peaceful people...
strutting along the sides of beaches...talking to the golden eagles
near the ravenous crows that don't even normally prey or live there...
where the respiratory system might collapse
as your nervous system twitches like everyone else
thats latched on to this abstract form of self-interned termed
"natural mineral water"
as the minerals bust up air...
the other side of the spectrum is relentlessly
hopeful for natural remedies of protagonistic
chokehold on society's flaws as they enter
human atmosphere...its that one there
the peppermint tea or echianecka (its echianeesha!!)
to strengthen these white blood cells
and red blood cells with vitamin c
to keep every blood blue
as paradoxically as that may sound to you
or the grey streets
where people streak on football fields
or behind a secretary of state in hawaii
the natural mineral water
bubbles up like stress tying knots
over a bag full of mamba snakes
colored green the kings and queens
of the trees
the diamond shaped heads
stay still....
as the natural mineral water
bubbles up into a hot spring
bouncing like the wind
gone with the tides
past prehistoric times
into tropical breezes
as the the troposphere freezes
like liquid nitrogen
to burn off boils
or healthy coverage
in the memory of moles
bandaging up a broken bone
with calcium
so deficiency is dethroned
and a crown of hair fills the head
instead of some baseball cap
twisting up your roots
like wormwood or bud light
with alkaseltzer the next day
to kill off parasitic tapeworms
affecting you
cutting off the holy nutrients
that planet earth brings to use
you like a cross over
from allen iverson's
entire career
much like balsamic vinegar
to nuetralize fear
of medicines from the ground
like tobacco and that sound
that rick james makes famous
or ron paul advocated to save us
the natural mineral water
with chickens eggs and protein
regulating blood streams
when eyes light up like bug lights
radioactively enticed
to eat more carrots,
you know you care... when
you're healthier than wrath or stress
and not afraid to take a bath
every once in a while with some dead sea salts
or jasmine oils to keep down boils
or spit out pollution,
from the wings of osirian solutions...
or imhotep who drinks the natural mineral water
========================
foundaries of forged riptides
chilled out spiritually
with the chakras open and under attack as
a parallel dimension climb'd up your back
your racks vibrate with something to learn from
moving the stars above your teary eyes
and i sigh and snicker like a candy bar burned from far away
with nuts and chakras flickering like cross dimensional
pivoting...wind with blends of smooth feeling compatibilities
giving my chakras eyes and opening yours
out of the pyschic that inspired yourself physically
inputs a vision of purity
cleansing a still and self-redemptive peacefulness
much like enlightenment
that happens when one gives one's chakras eyes
because they all fly when alligned with things
and light up into swiveling swooshes of everything
in sight and light
and hymns and timber
all chopped up and strewn out inside
some hazy clouds fogging up eyes
like a fuckin' rainforest
and gibbon's monkeys climb
fences like foundaries of forged riptides
when its given that proofs calculate time
therefore its logical that one should communicate
give your chakras eyes
know that youre alive
give your chakras eyes
the foundaries of forged riptides
everlasting like some ocean
with sights and smells of interest
embedded in ingredients not listed
and brands and bags consisting
of 20% unconnected fibers of strands
reconnective like tissue
with drives and gains that
frequent what people can do
amongst riptides forged like iron
sewer caps and peanut galleries
all rolling back and forth
just to fall down
and get sucked out
by the whirlpools
that exclude you
unless you give your chakras eyes...
gateways and locked doors
fake strength or truth that doesn't hurt
but grows like wisdom
and recovers like something true after a fuckin schism
wisdom and awareness...something strong
even though people try and tear this
transparent cloak hit by words from a fuckin clock
with exclamation points instead of asteriks
naturally find it
and periods instead of colonics
inside foundaries of forged riptides
so fucking hard...
pass on through the skies
give your chakras eyes
nothing natural needs to be neutralized
and something spiritual starts to materialize
the riptides capped up by old fears
steering the starboard side
down to sunken ships
of your entire human atmosphere...
until you see the shadow of your souls...
wrapped up in silence and peaceful
with obliterating results
against some foundary of ignorance
bent like a gravitationally skewed
hammerhead spine...then turned into
the holiest light...
filtered through the chakras that....
know that youre alive
give your chakras eyes...
=========================
stumble in and stumbling around
stare up into the zenith until it falls
watch the mineral baths gravitate toward you
as you climb up your walls
your vertical maze
where atmospheric tail beams dreaming in spot
shapeshift in thru the trances of delusional thoughts
stumbling and stumbling across
around the hill until the tanks been lost
fueled into deformities abnormalties and the hints of influenza
as nuerologically anonymous snakes are slithering through
100 ounces of silved melted down to mirror every day
where shapes and senses of infrared creations are all placed on display
slithering and slithering and slithering around
coasting down the hills until the power goes out
and the power lines fall down...
as we stare up into the zenith until it falls
swirling like a cannibal galaxy-absorb the rush
into a cynaide portal where there is overfishing
on overmedicated overpopulations
burning up and igniting the pictures we see
above and in the fireplace...
absorb the rush into a cyanide portal of darkness
to grab your interest and pull you somewhere
where punishment is enlightening
and all these clouds aren't shading light
or chasing me...all up in these shapes around me
astronomically, anatomically in tuned with the planetary
alignments we look up to--its like medicine, but when
theres nothing up in the sky, there's always overpopulation
to throw dirt in your eyes...
stumbling and stumbling and stumbling around
every corner where there's a home thats filled with
the artificial lights and the sounds of blue pit bulls
purely raised on barked and filled without nurtured freedoms
the artificial lights from the sun
for our mechanical horses...
for our mechanical horses....
rumbling and rumbling and tumbling around
speeding down some freeways til they lose their ground
and then spin out
with no regard to other beings on the road
like some cannibal galaxy forming
absorb the rush
like an oxygen capturing sensor
until the engine light turns on
breaking mechanical horses...
go watch the mosquitoes that fly
for our mechanical horses
========================
i turn my ride this way
i look into her face...
talking about posting like geckos girl
in the broad daylight...
feeling up all of these solar rays
til the moon shines bright
[howl]
god rituals from the pussy
get down around and ready to mount it
climbing the mountain...
stomp my foot down on top of this forest
straight feeling; no pain according to the truth
some goodlooking lucky werewolf fool
here to pleasure you (howl)
its super-fuckin-wet
i'll put the mouths on end
into such a delicious taste
of finger licking marinated arousing juices
that've got you whispering
and yes i know it feels so good
talking about wandering the water park
yeah your lights are shiny
as i'm feeling up on your body parts until
the sky falls in...
smoke and mirrors dissolving motion
smoke and mirrors absorbing emotion
with the midnight sun we watched like
pulsating ghosts...
talking about swimming with the dolphins
past the great barrier reefs...
burning off the aromatic fumes
of sweet sweet gasoline
gonna be wandering thru your waterpark
girl your lights are shiny
feeling on your body parts until the sky
falls in god rituals from the pussy
stomp my foot down on top of this desert
its super-fuckin-wet
ill put the mouths on end
such a delicious taste
fluids of finger licking marinated arousing juices
keep on whispering
yes i know it feels so good...
all about posting like geckos in the broadday light
and moving all of your pharamones until the moon shines bright
like polishing a shiny set of clocks
god rituals from the pussy
==========================
with break downs like fluids
youre strong as stainless steel
cerrated like knives and sharks teeth
just pulsing to be burned
by daylight thats endless
in avalanches of the dead minds and souls
where spirits get passed into concrete posts
you stop caring and drown in waterfalls
of hazy emotional ink poisoned walls
deforming under impressions of
functionless substances unaffecting you
boundaries and times meet sites for sore eyes
its just that daylight thats endless..
the avalanches of the dead minds and souls
and spirits pass on just like concrete posts
torn away from ageless like sands and dusts in wind
yeah corrosions too corrosive to conduct
remodelling again since youve stopped caring
youre drowning in waterfalls
of hazy emotions and ink poisoned walls
glow like l.a. lights in darkness free of sin
surrounded by all these impressioned eyes
just like some daylight thats endless
those avalanches of the dead minds and souls
watch spirits rise up just like concrete posts
its some sunday sunday sunday monster truck rally
and all the daylight thats endless
your breakdowns are like fluids
but strong as stainless steel...
cerrated like knives and sharks teeth
pulsing thru the words
encasing your perfections in glassy waterfalls
just like the daylight thats endless...
=======================================
the serpents coil around the medicine staff straightened out
like wrinkled holy pages of some books disintegrating into
memories of what disciplined things into structured fates...and
in the beginning, god was prepared fashioned and form'd
and created the heavens and the earths...and the earth
and another testament says
"yeah, i make a record in the language of my fathers
which consists of learning" languages from the tombs of the egyptians
in the name of all eyes, most gracious and merciful...let praise be to all...
the cherishers and sustainers of the world...
and when the earth was without shape or form and an empty waste,
there was darkness upon the face of the very great deep...
as the spirit of god was moving...mastering the days with no judgments
and the book of the dead from the egyptians misread is strictly for cursing
when in reality it spoonfeeds how to stay blessed with the changing days
and floods over agriculture on plates like those magnetic on earth when people
were left behind in the whirlwind of the world...
and the earth became goodly parents there for teaching all that it knows
somewhat as a being like the spirit of god thats constantly moving and annointing
like christ...
who has inspired millions of concrete cultures with withered shakurian roses to
live life to its fullest educational potential which is illmatic, rising
up past the feuds into shores of magicians walking on water, or
jesus christ, the lord, who was born of the seed without racialism
ethnically blind
just like you or me but his life got worse and in death rose up to save everything being
and it doesn't stop there because the spirit of god keeps hovering moving and brooding
like in genesis, where it says that the spirit of god or yahweh, was moving over the faces
and the waters...
and god said let there be light and there was
and in the qu'ran, the spirit says in the way of those whom you have bestowed that light
are the places wherein there is not wrath, and we should not go astray into such
blasphemous paths.... and back to the mirrors of the talkbox are the
writings of keenan...braving obstacles from the outside in forests, fires, rains and
heaving stones like stories when angels told some bodies of the blessings and
cursings that fall upon each day
which parallels some genesis again, like the beginning of recorded history
which explains that in the days of monarchies and kings
war led humans astray...and sumeria has ancient texts like the mayans
which all say a similar thing about some lost continent called atlantis
which always only gets covered very briefly
and another old testament says a continent was divided and two parts joined
in an area that is now the dead sea... as we see parallels written in the qu'ran
passage saying "remember, we made the house a place of assembly and safety"
and covenate and sanctifers encompass around these places...
and in a newer testament's chapter 5, acts...it talks about situations
like these...when a man with the letter a which is greek for alpha
and his wife whos name looks strikingly similar to the word sapphire sold a possession
and i might be misunderstanding when i say that that's somewhat like capitalism
which helps some places grow strong and without greed while other times
stuff happens (often) where someone keeps all the proceeds...
which is against the ten commandments listed as a wrathful sin of pride
while the television set looks like a jack-in-the-box jester sometimes
scratching off my money like santa claus and the channels who are too preachy...
or comforting commercials like snuggles who is animated and able to spread
joy with the pillsbury dough being ...in lines of static-y longitudes and latitudes
of charcoally grey monochromes have grown up past black and white into three
dimensional plasma eyes like the feeling you get from an eminem cd or adam jones guitar riff
using the coolest tone that it ever could be like waterfalls
brewing electricity with franklin stoves and radio waves
satelittes refracting reflective sights..like a failure album or dmx preaching alongside mase
and samurai teachings depicting disciplines of a self controlling sword and the minds
like those in the fbi...coming from every linear direction on earth like a breath from god through
characters of asia written 2depict trifecta of ancient life...growing up despite
millions and trillions of fights with places uptight loosened like a clinton scandal
or a gandhi inspired revolution despite all the gods from the hindu scramble
that was pushed out of a windpipe when bush focussed on security
and inspired obama to continously and poetically speak to american society
the spirit of god keeps moving like a talkbox or an occultist rhytmatic danny carey
set of drum rudiments that seem to talk to us
its like one of those metal fences where something strong just bonds us...
and ground off welding beads are like revisions of sythesized comedies
with peanuts and butters and laptops with cookies in galleries of art
from something inside of the spirit named technology...
and theres an axis which keeps us warm through friction or nonfiction
written about every form of life alive in the globe...
which can't be stapled down because it moves like the world...
and numerous people have tried to put it into one story
that just keeps getting longer as we watch it unfold...
=======================================================
guided by soul, we flow toward a bigger sun
with our starship of enterprise
guiding our soul
guided through harmony
guided by more than we know...
as the sirens wail through the walls
beside the freeway...
just watch me unfreeze the planets
my escape pod fueled atlantis
into this stormy sea post 21st century
sense of sleep walking in transient
steaming brocolli...
where trees and steam rise up and surround us
spewing ash from the rings of saturn
back to atlantis...the texts and pictographs
that wake me up for a second...
look up to the sky
never build it again
gotta find a better life for my own content
gotta find myself a wife
bet ill settle down then...
with my blueprints to the sky
and texts and pictographs....
wherein lies the theory of mars and atlantis
which said that our planet earth used to be more conscious
until a competition fueled an overreaction to haunt us
see who builds up the fastest
filthy thieves and gold diggers didnt exist
and rules ran around the semantics when earth was called atlantis...
two empty shells running alongside the trax of the trains
called the solar system's reeds glowed
before the pictures we see were burned up in a fireplace
leaving holes in our dna and brains millions and billions of years later
the empty lot where the drivein cinema used to be is projecting
a vacant rattlesnake territory to me
i wanna see black mambas climb
above forests in mountains around us
and descend from the trees below us
near the hottest valleys of death
im a satelitte out of breath
shaping warlocks of nature
with respects for every species of neighbors
like texts and pictographs
running alongside the tracks of the trains
sleepwalking in trances of deep sleep
the dreams that reoccur just watch unfreeze the planets
the life on the moon births up to enchant us
through the stormy sea
post 21st century which collapses
and theres a little being irridescently mind talking to me
after going around hunting, disappointment struck
trying to support his whole family
he decided to work on a sculpture
then he tells me he's an immigrant named zino
originally a doctor of the sciences
and founder of irrigation in humanity
and the sculpture of his name was in progress
made of stone; he'd almost finished when he got
hit by an arrow that stabbed thru his back
things get clearer then he tells me his name in enki
"just watch me unfreeze the planets
my escape pod survived atlantis..."
"look up to the sky gonna build it again
gotta find myself piece of mind for my own content
gotta find yourself a wife for your own content"
"now we flow with a bigger sun
our starship of enterprise
guided thru harmony
guided thru soul
guided by more than we'll know"
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LIQUIFIED INTO THE PICTURE TO CONTRAST
THE FOG ITS THICK AS A MUDBATH WITH GLACIAL MOVEMENTS
WE SWARM THRU THIS VISCOUS BRUSH
SYNTHETICALLY ENTRANCING US WITH OURSELVES IN SOME COOKIE DOH PICRUST
CRADLE 4A PIECE OF EXISTANCE
THAT CUSHIONS SUGARY CARBOHYDRATES INTO A HARDENED
OUTERCOATING QUARTERBACKING THE PIGSKIN OF REALITY
TO THROW AWAY ANY SEEDS REPRESENTATIVE OF ANYTHING
NON-STRESS RELATED LET ALONE A GAME OF OBSTRUCTIONS
THAT SPEND LIFE HEALING WHATS BEEN CUT OPEN
LIQUIFIED IN2 THE PICTURE WITH VIVID CANDY USING US ALL
LIGHT IS JUST 2BRIGHT
THE COFFEE TASTES 2STRONG
THE ROSES SMELL TOO BLOOMED
THE COV'RAGE BENEATH MY FORAGING FEET FALLS THRU A SQUARE EARTH
TO SQUARE OFF WITH A COBRA
DISSECTING THIS SIMPLE LIFE FORCE INTO WAVELENGTHS NOT SO TANGLED
THESE WORMHOLES OPEN TO HOLD MY BARRACADED FLESH CONGREGATIONS OF MUTATIONS
SO I CAN BREATHE AGAIN
LIKE A FUCKING CLOCK
SPACING UP INTO THE MISTY
SKY BESIDE A MEERKAT RECIEVING DIRECT TRANSMISSIONS FROM GOD
UNTIL YOU BREATHE WITH AURA
HANDS PUSHING ME AROUND AS THE GEARS SYNC N DWINDLNG CLIX
ENTICE HUMBLING THICK BREEZES OF EXPERIENCES THAT TASTE LIKE REDWOOD TREES
GROUPED UP IN A GHETTO PORTION OF EARTH BY THE FREEWAY
ON A FOGGY DAY - THE THICKNESS WRAPS AROUND YOUR RESPIRATOR UN
TIL U BREATHE WITH AURA
SIDESTEPPING THROUGH A SWAMPLAND INSIDE
THE VERY FABRIC OF TIME & SPACE
PILLARS AND PIERS SINK AND SOME DARK WIND
ENVELOPES AND SHADOWS EVERY LIGHT INSIDE OF THIS PLACE
AND AS YOURE BEARING WITNESS TO A SACRIFICE OF BLOOD
THROUGH THE WORKPLACE FLOODED WITH RECIPTS AND INKS
AND INVISIBLE CRYPTIC SPY TECHNOLOGIES HIT THE LIGHT OF THE DAY
WHERE THE DAYLIGHT SLOWLY CREEPS ABOVE US WRAPPING YOU UP
LIKE A CEREMONIAL SERVICE LASTING FOREVER TO
MUMMIFY THE KING
INTERSECTING THROUGH THE LAYERS OF EVERY PHASE OF EXISTANCE
FROM DETERIORATION TO SUPERIOR UNDERSTANDINGS OF HOW
TO KNOT OFF ASTRAL LIGHT IN SOME FORCEFIELD
THEN IT SLOWS DOWN INTO SOMETHING MORE UNDERSTANDABLE
A BREEZE FROM THE B A R T TRAIN
SWIRLING ROUND YOUR BRAIN TRAX IN MELODIC DIRXNS
EVERY1 IS SILENT EXCEPT THE EYES
ACCEPTING AN EXIT OUT OF THE TUNNEL
WHERE THE DAYLIGHT SLOWLY CREEPS
UPON US YET SOMEHOW ABOVE US
BREATHING RADIOACTIVE ACTIVITY
INTO A STRUGGLING SOUL
WHERE THE DAYLIGHT SLOWLY CREEPS
AS CARNIVORES SMILE & OPEN THE DOORS
PAST THE SPACE OF FREEDOM AND IMMORATLITY
WHERE THE CLOUDS CHANGE THROUGH THE DAYS
WHEN EVERY MOMENT IS 1STEP CLOSER TO THE LAPSE OF ONE WHOLE ETERNITY
EXTREMELY DISPOSING GARBARGE LIKE A NEWSPAPER BY PRINTING
A REFRESHING VISCOSITY drips THROUGH THE FABRIC OF TIME AND SPACE as
A LEAP YEAR ENCIRCLES THE WHISK QUADRILATERAL ENVIRONMENT
WITH THREE DIMENSIONAL lives that MERELY SIGNIFIES a LISCENCE TO KILL...
overweight clogged up fries...
the REFRESHING VISCOSITY...
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