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Throughout the days, you shall take many footsteps, and these footsteps shall be protected and guided by an internal force which shares the same waves of energy as the forces that are external to your own. Breathe closely and wakefully with each step, remembering that each step is also that which will introduce and combine each wondering moment of serenity with each wondering moment that you caste unto the earth you walk.

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TEMPLATES

Feeling a bit disturbed by the massive response to the so called rapture that is supposedly about to hit. I understand and respect the intention behind the prophecies that denounce the end of our world- and perhaps, with belief, there really is an end to a world as an individual may perceive it. But, I can only live daily with a notion that the end of any world is only that which one feeds into. I must continue to live each day without fear, and I must not hold back, remembering each day, and knowing that what I contribute to it, is what I need to concentrate on. I wrote this with reflection on my own realization that what I was putting into my life was exactly what I was getting back. Slumped for a moment, I realized I had wasted some valuable time in my distractions and I had to take myself by my own reigns and begin to steer myself toward some sort of jimmy rigged carved with a butter knife pathway. I had to begin to live fully and not travel the paved road for the path of least obstruction was getting a little too easy and not challenging my constant need for stimulation. If the water is luke warm and cozy, I want it hotter. If there was no bend in the road, I want figure eights. If a Y has three points, I want an octogon... catch my drift? So, put on your black jumper suit and your white tennis shoes and commit one of those mass check-outs if you want- but, I choose to carry on to the bitter, salty, sour, sweet delectible beginning!

Peeling the layers back. Three, sixty five, and on track

I feel alive beneath a carriage of mass

Spoiler alert, I've been crass, about to boil I'm sure

Passin’ by leaving me with a sly remark of so be it, see it, was it as plentiful as it was divine?

Cuz in all this time, I've gotten stamped and dressed and waitin'

I'm debating captain conquest has found the key to the treasure chest

So for i to sleep with twenty ten, and then dreams spent in wonder of time wasted again and again,

Shake me awake so i can shutter a whimper and mutter, please can i discover this life for which I'm a lover?

And as amazing as it sounds, the most diffuse of meaning is found between perplex facades and seemings

So for i to be crowned with a blessing in disguise cuz it's made me all the more wise?

A test in measure concise but dry to my threshold, building collapsing blocks forming a mesh cold with time lapsing...

Tick tock, and I'm shocked.

Salmonella, old white Asian fella

Recalls, sequels

evac drill and spills

Nations security, building infurity

Airplane’s, dare games,

Are we living in fear or shame?

And as i wake up every day on this mountain top, I'm scrambling to drink more before the fountain stops, guzzling this precious life i know, while others check out like it’s a no-go!

And every door that opens, I seem to close, while slipping on banana tokens i chose to ignore that wide open door, and i can't reach it anymore!

We are all just templates, blank pages, waiting for story to tell of tanked stages, pranks gauge us, baitin me for more please, someone draw me a picture so i can see through this swiss cheeze debotchery!

It's up to us to squeeze through these holes, and start setting up some real values and goals, cuz i tell ya,

It was once for-told, by the time we wake up, we will all be old!

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HE FLED

A nobody wondering round in a somebody world,

Not a subtle sound, a solid bound

To the ties that ground

Custody of a parody

In-fact, he spoke to soon without a word

One choke,

There was a revocation of an original mind

 Stuck behind a façade attraction,

One kind, not in a sparrows spine, more like a rebar grind!

From whom the homogeneity of thought became

Insane this train, so blind, yet game

To the everlasting clot-

Come one, come all,

Plot the spot where you stand

With creative outbursts of thoughts non-bland

To the taste and smell of an unreal

Perma-seal of approval, to the removal of a nobody

And instead, ground custody, found busted

He fled!

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DROP

Here we are just a drop a human experiment

No way to understand these terms of endearment

Dirty mouth? Clean it up with spearmint

A sticky remedy for a reflection

A naive feeling of protection

This crude spill? A fuckin lethal injection

No way to know is it fate or predetermined,

But don't negate your chi or have you been sermoned

To believe you've been burdened with a form of ultimate control?

It’s really more simple, you can show your dimples.

Cuz were living in a world filled with possibilities, emotions, and humilities

It’s your choice what you want to be

You can open your eyes and see the truth or

 creach a part of the social dominated economic spoof

I want the ergonomic truth, are we gunna be free, or,

will we be reduced to a techno-tronic poof??!!!

I've realized by now we have no answers,

and we're just waiting on the Rockefeller dancers,

to drop the curtain and begin last call

I wanna go sit by a water fall!!!!!

 And as i watch these drops, each and every one,

spill over the edge, my heart stops cuz I’m spun

On the thought of what might become of this existence,

and what does your path have in store for its distance?

Cuz i've lost some sleep at night as i cry to the beat of my heart that might explode,

on the thought of how we have come to erode

and drop the ball on humanity... this is insanity!

Come grab my hand and we can get together and weather this out

and appreciate this earth from which we came about!

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