Tripps

as mix mental cerebral combustion
changing sight as a major function
flowing connection waddles in
mindless infection burning holes in the skin
the wall of magic takes on a new light
the fan takes flight into the night
starlit blur so far away
wonder who will listen today
empty thoughts of hope and instinct
ansering distinct talks
searching for the missing link
in your caramel kingdom far from mushroom plumes
and gas filled balloons
into the ground the body sinks
when you swear you're aware this life is on the brink
pink bunny rabbits enter the scene
colorful laughter begins to clean
craziness-forgetting any controlling stream
solids to liquid flowing through time
erasing the barrier of your mind....
SQUaWK!!!!
Syco

I want to be in a white room with white walls
I want to be in a padded room with no windows or halls
There won't be a doorway or simple exit
Because once you enter you wont leave just forget
Simple walls with simple fringe
Same four sides and same four ends
Depth in no difference where you look
So once you enter you'll be crazy shook
And there won't be no turnin' back

Turnin' 'round line an incident
Forgotten times to inclement
Only again did it pay the rent
In the white room
Where I stand
No sense of direction
Up side down
No self perception
My white clammy hand
Placed it on the ground

I want to be in a white room with white walls
A small square padded room big enough for us all
No way to get out
But that's ok, we wouldn't remeber how
Simplw white walls with simple white fringe
Same four sides and same four ends
Everything is the same
Nothing here will ever change
Everything is the same
Nothing here will ever change
Super inconvenience
Yes it is.
look deeply into the eye of the one which you call i am and he who is to me as i begin to stand crawling on the fresh dirt ground greens springing ALL AROUND dance in circles flowers grow sing of spring and birds that know winter rings in ears of young and snow smells before it comes spring into action the trees turn orange and twist a crystals disc of life and is frozen over crusting into frozen ice and buring christ but siging ding breeze ocean seas and summer bees but now that waits in winter's grate and time hates the final state as end come to new beginings.
Existence

enter my mind
slip out of time
and for one moment we are on the same line
inside sublime
thoughts drift through superfine and kind
mishaps chime these rhymes
as we flow not knowing where to go
but in and instance this chance it dance is a crime
all of a sudden lives are ruined by the fear of the beat of life
and the burden of time cuts through their souls like a knife
then intuition
like turning your keys in the ignition
we are intoned to up hold this strife
so we flow by these battles lost
and know that the final choice will never be tossed
only when we kill the energy around us
can the bust this beat that we choose in love and lust
the beat of the mother the flow from within
only when you kill the beat in yourself can you kill the beat within your kin
so clear the pebbles from your dirty mind
then let the light flow through and let our thoughts intertwind
so together now we dance
we move in this trance
feet burning ever bass changed to move our stance
and effect our eXist A nZe.
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