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Still
06:02
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Still soft wind
Slowly caressing the environment
Cold
Ever so slightly
Cold
Upon my bare skin
Shifting lights across night skies
And spiderwebs forming in the night
The rushing of cars
The movement afar and growing near
How the environment echoes
Throughout my mind
When I rest it reflects
the uncontrolable urge to process
Anxieties
A soft buzz
Anxieties
A soft drone
Leveling And showing the static
That shines so bright in darkness
static shining so bright in darkness
The movement
The movement that we try to still
Why push it away?
But watch it move by
And maybe fade?
Or maybe it's still there when my awareness is scarce
How very aware I must want to be
In observing stillness that is not ever still
Still the stillness is not ever still
The stillness
Stillness
Still
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Lets Play Pretend
05:29
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how many times
is reflection empty
To a blind person
How many humans
look in the mirror
but can hardly see
you cannot trust yourself
or anyone
but that's ok
just pretend
like we all do
pretend and then forget that you're pretending and pretend again
destroy what you thought was real and then recreate it and then destroy it again
nothing's real
but that's ok
how many times will you look in the mirror, now
do you even want to look
does it matter what you want?
does it?
it never matters and somehow it does to someone somewhere (maybe to yourself) but most of the time it doesn't, really.
a lot of the time you don't know what you want
don't know what you are
you're just pretending again
but that's ok
what's your next step?
Doesn't matter?
Doesn't, does it.
WHat's your past like?
does it matter?
hardly.
maybe.
you don't know
but that's ok.
give it time
everything will stop eventually
sometimes it's too much
sometimes it's not enough
but in the moments where it is just right, you don'y even realize
and then it's gone.
and then you wish for it.
but then it's there and you don't see it again
it's always there
you just have to look.
how many times will you look?
You just have to look.
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4th Dimensional Feedback
03:51
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Stuttering displays of forwarding
And back and fourth this day
Is feedback and my feet beckon, "quiet."
And on the 4th day it was infinitely
You and me on time display
The layers of myself showing
Like millions of years on stone
I am one of many
I am 3 of one
Stuttering legs of movement
Moves ment in stillness as well
Offering feedback to existence's quiet
Movement is song in a 4th dimensional drone
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Serry The Nothing
03:51
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Spacial differentiation categorized in timely ancestrys
Melting myriads of crows in a fire that dreams above a plexiglass sky
Ripples of material sulk in a smooth heaviness befit of a generous sinuation
Reproduce restoration for a fumbling spiritual decline
It means nothing to me
Simple statues in limitations of boggy undersides
Bricked in benevolence causing a callous crow's cry
Mediums in the raw scratching at the moment before an idea
Fuck for healing of intangible thunder lights sparking in bursts of brain
It means nothing to say
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Golden
01:30
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Golden
Underneath where you're frozen
Undeniably tokens open
I've been searching inside
Trying to find what hides
again
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6. |
Drops Of Water
02:18
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Timid
Fleeting moments
Touch me
With your understanding
I am afraid
Overexposure
Remind me
Of drops of water
Timid
Vacillating conversations [not resolute; wavering, indecisive;
hesitating. 2. Oscillating, swaying,
fluctuating.]
Touch me
With your consciousness
When I'm fearful
Disrobed
Mitigate
My thirst
Chorus:
Grains of salt leave me dry
Jaded
Pounding pressure solidified
Head aching displeasure
Cracked skin again
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7. |
Monkeys Of Playa
08:56
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Cornerstones of invisible Tidalwaves
The monkeys are playing
The weeds are tall
The weeds are strong but dwindling
Catch my under eyelids
They fall, they are drooping
May it, in May again, be forthcoming
The streets are narrow
The streets are asking for your forgiveness
Striking
The currents of courage conquer your being
I'm over horizons and rainbows
The stars of your eyes were apples
Appellations grow from your brains
Like follicles in the rain
The monkeys are playin in
The weeds are dwindlin in
The Applanation's growin from your brains
Kinetic strains of fingernails
Kinetic strains of fingernails
Fingernails nailing themselves into
Parts of you
The monkeys of playin
I cannot see them ah
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8. |
The River
05:25
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The tear's only matter floating down by the river
I give a shiver with the nature as the wind remembers and shoves
And all of the laughter that I can hear after the storm is the chatter
of the men with their doves
(Chorus)
I never wanted this winter
I never wanted this dry weather to wither against me
The fear's only matter floating deep in the river
I give a shiver as the bend forever ebbs and flows
Can you sustain the quiver? The racing waters
against the thoughts in my head that deliver and mold?
Chorus
There is a warmth that
will never go away
it will always be around
In my darkest moments
it will never go away
it will always be around
in my most empty moments
it will never go away
it will always be around
in my darkest moments
my most empty moments
waiting for acceptance
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9. |
Pressing Flowers
03:49
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Softly press your thoughts against my ears
Like I am paper
Ill drain your juice
Flatten thoughts after two weeks process
In my head, where it shall rest
You're pressed thoughts
I put into a glass casing
In my window hanging
And like you are paper thin
The sun shows its veins
Carbon print copies of your name
Tear a tear from my thin eyelids
I lift up my spine to adjust time into a vortex
I've gone mad again I've dogeared every page i've feared
Just in case my mind lets me make the find
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10. |
Ashes
13:59
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ashes
Don't mean to folly
Slowly decline
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