...PART HEART...
MAR 16
:11 Thoughts and feelings that i'm explaining are the meaning of what i'm feigning to adhere to, giving life's blessings of what we are to human kind through abilities we all have at our core. Changing the world and feuding no more. If we, as a whole, get together and feel the feeling of being free then we can put our differences aside and explore different galaxies, literally. Like in reality or mentality, star trek tv, syfy specialties, living life as we've dreamt' it, the human presence can be renown through existence why not give it a try and create our own sanction. :44
:47 interpretative sense of existence. from the past through the present and on to the future. the power we behold is like a suture from nature holding together the pieces of reality. from casualties to great expanses of space in different galaxies. the feeling's in our face, that's why i trace and remake every line i take. from the fake find no one's buying to the great lakes they're finding on Mercury, i'm trying to go through all that i can to boost and let loose with the best of these words i choose to use... 1:18
1:20 living life eternally we rarely see what's in front of the gate, cause what's beyond seems so heavenly eventually we turn fake, cause we can't relate our lives and make it as fine as the pearly gates. least that's what i see as reality crashes heavily with a pound, this i found as i'm dusting my self off of the ground, long as i can walk i know my body isn't out lined in chalk, on a side walk way i chose to walk on the wrong day, now instead of walking away i pray and thank Jehovah through Jesus for another day. nothing is guaranteed, for some reason present day life is stunted from birth, though through the hurt if we insert the part of us that's God, Love, then we can move past the viciousness of our own selves. without help i felt hurt worse then a serrated belt as my noose, barbed wire wrapping me up, trip wire igniting the fuse, the energies used to create the feelings we call love, has got to be acknowledged so that one day they will be enough...2:17
...FEELS...
MAR 21
I'm attracted to the hurt on the other side of the mirror. the brightness of that light when it's near my eye, submits my will to fight Each time i decide To use the shard of life Feels like i can fly, i believe i need a wife to walk through life side by side. Enjoying the ride. never thinking or believing that we will die. i believe i'm that type of guy if i can trust you then you can trust me eventually we will be best friends with kids on a never ending ride, growing so big each day learning different gigs. storing with a memory of unlimited gigs. the mentality is frail but the reality is a tale of hugs and glory let's pull ourselves out of this hail and into the clearing the blizzard is storming no need for alarm for we are only here for this song
...STUCK ON REPEAT...
MAR 21
:27 You want the hurt i'll bring the pain outta my brain driving for me and making me insane, like driving miss daisy i been lazy and handed the wheel over to my conscientiousness, now i take the reigns and say let it rain, energy building up, feels as if i let the power out their will be a black out larger then a block with in myself. i need to show the flow but the river runs through it and over flows the conduit short circuiting my brain, brain dead calculations, calculating salutations, every time i meet a congregation, i've segregated segregation by excluding myself from socialization. isolation...
...PART PAST...
MAR 22
:00 Running through hoods on paths like tree branches that wont break. as i make the ground shake with foot steps that won't stop, i decide which way to take and the beast within sees it's opportunity to break free from it's locking cuffs :11|:13 I got to get this right it can not be a flop, falling back on my face down in the dirt with hurt tearing through my shirt. i must insert a certain line of images described through scribes with privileges like sages holding hands around circles of power, muttering something about the hour that the earth does something like grow a flower. i'm feeling energy bursting like fire,higher i get the brighter it burns from the days i admit concern and learned how to burn evenly on both sides. rolling from side to side as the haze fills my lungs, the crazed dazed of days with that taste in my face are done, that was phase number 1 now i'm on one moving through different ways to stay true how bout you, all i really want to do is smoke weed with you... :50
1:26 Rolling the bubb that raised me from the dead i found this logic in my head, if my feigned isn't fed i shouldn't raise from bed, the path i led from the cradle till now has been about nothing sept getting high. how,in every sense of the word since i heard the bird confess it's sins to me it may even have been a raven that came to me internally, gaining knowledge beyond the earth we see from rainy days to meteor showers on planet galaxy, the powers of ways i see let things be, live and let live and be free never giving up or in to the crowd, i like what life is about in this little twist i shout... 2:00
:00 Reusing a beat to me is simply reacting as the gifts are given to me, no code or know how of what i'm to do i just write as my thoughts come out next in queue, i figure it out as i go never stopping to know just going to flow like rivers running through it, i will settle the score. Bring shame no more. :20 I got things in my head that want more then my life dead, but through the strife i just might ignite the fight and win the light, i need a target in my sight, a direction to go toward, these wards of magical spells holding off the hordes demonic cells won't hold as i travel through this hell, aiming for the bottom i wanna see where it goes, i wanna go beneath the earth. :40|42 so when the prison under my shirt shuts down, releasing all those things setting them free to roam around, i can rest assured knowing the beasts inside or away from the crowd, internally ripping my guts out is how these things i talk about feel to me, up one side and down the other, no where to run for cover, no choice but to tune in, turn to face them, begin the fight all over again then, what am i suppose to do when all i have time for is to defend and mend the wounds with in then again what i am doing wasting time talk about this... 1:13
:10 i got it now what am i to do with it if its there where will it be if i get there to late and it's not freed from the gate holding it by the lake with aligning flows that go no where don't know how to get there, so where do i go from here? steering in a different direction with an erection peeking out of the section of my clothes i was through with so i threw overboard, getting buck wild is my only resort, i will not hit abort this life i lead will not be short i will keep going even i'm hurt i'll dance around the court and pick me up a sexy skirt that lets me flirt... :41
:00 Living in front of eternity i used to see life pass me by, now i cant seem to let life ride, i feel like i want to hide, this i confide, if i die tonight there will be no one to pass my energy on so why am i alive, i don't know but i'll continue to try this space time continuum we call life, never giving up is my only option to live, from the cradle to the grave and back again, letting the vibe flow from with in to out ward spectrum's of sin, all we need to do is begin writing or talking, acting or stalking, the balling out of control is stalling, stocking, storing, consuming energy at my door if i have the key it isn't in my memory, so i mustn't stop visually comparing my thoughts to reality so casually, i'm just glad there's no casualties, life is frailly hanging on by a thread, one false move and i'll be the one dead, so i chose to type these words instead, least this way i won't loose my head... :50
:56 Twisted misfit pieces of puzzles that puzzled the riddler. was it him that was here when the god Mimir whispered in my ear, i traveled nearly a year then steered toward the direction that got me here. now i hear the sheer scare of laughter in the air. so i veer off the beaten path to sweeten the grass and maybe get me some glass, see through frosted forests that last with every blast i cast my face in a fast paced race to taste the base of this ace. i hate to come down or sound fake but i really aint on one i simply relate... 1:27