The one.
elucidates and illustrates, the spontaneous good life!
The one.
coming up from my lower torso, stemming me into unity with all the kind "ones"
breaking off my no longer active programs, branches of the story breaking off, smelting dust into oceans of new potential energies, an unraveling of manna in perfect overflow.
the wise wind sighs, roving lost thoughts, clearing the globe's consciousness with the precision of a wu-wei practitioner.
a palace of hope for the new generations of lightworkers, as if seeing the tall pristine gates when passing into the holy city of angelic rest. Wafts of warm peace riblets engulfing you in serenity.
Your crystal vision unveiled, revealed
your engine re spun for another lifetimes worth of energy, with every sip from the celestial brew.
set your heart clocks, we wake at dawn!
at the hour of new found dreams, rejuvenating your seems
once pessimistic bubbles in your cauldron of work and tiredness, over abundant sludge...nihilism is in
now becomes clear majesty of lifeforce, passionfeathers growing on our backs, rolling down Truth river, we stop and swim with the daisy folk.
and yet the brick wall erodes the messiah sky line. saturn's spirit vulcanizes your mind because of twisted colonial patterns your great grandparents laid on your sands. Suddenly! an orb of silence splits the ocean of doubt into two manageable bodies of confusion. in your contemplation, we discover our true identity.
we are the ancestors that laid down those catalystic karmic devices.
in your revelry, you soon find a gold key around your neck which opens the door to the cage around the freedom rabbit, the shaman's dance which lay dormant under your skin and teeth...a lunar suare commencing for the first time in 5000 years. we be, completely, the turning of that key.
elucidates and illustrates, the spontaneous good life!
The one.
coming up from my lower torso, stemming me into unity with all the kind "ones"
breaking off my no longer active programs, branches of the story breaking off, smelting dust into oceans of new potential energies, an unraveling of manna in perfect overflow.
the wise wind sighs, roving lost thoughts, clearing the globe's consciousness with the precision of a wu-wei practitioner.
a palace of hope for the new generations of lightworkers, as if seeing the tall pristine gates when passing into the holy city of angelic rest. Wafts of warm peace riblets engulfing you in serenity.
Your crystal vision unveiled, revealed
your engine re spun for another lifetimes worth of energy, with every sip from the celestial brew.
set your heart clocks, we wake at dawn!
at the hour of new found dreams, rejuvenating your seems
once pessimistic bubbles in your cauldron of work and tiredness, over abundant sludge...nihilism is in
now becomes clear majesty of lifeforce, passionfeathers growing on our backs, rolling down Truth river, we stop and swim with the daisy folk.
and yet the brick wall erodes the messiah sky line. saturn's spirit vulcanizes your mind because of twisted colonial patterns your great grandparents laid on your sands. Suddenly! an orb of silence splits the ocean of doubt into two manageable bodies of confusion. in your contemplation, we discover our true identity.
we are the ancestors that laid down those catalystic karmic devices.
in your revelry, you soon find a gold key around your neck which opens the door to the cage around the freedom rabbit, the shaman's dance which lay dormant under your skin and teeth...a lunar suare commencing for the first time in 5000 years. we be, completely, the turning of that key.

