(2014)
When water first flows, It may not find itself to be a riv… But as time passes, And water continues to flow, It will find its path,
Now, Forever, Eternity, Whatever...
Six sick sheep, Seeking shade, Shorn by sharp sheers, Sweat, steam, Shallow seeping stigmas,
Don’t disconnect, To escape what’s real, Reality shall remain present, So instead connect, And if you face walls,
We are nothing but adaptation, Looking through snake eyes. So kick-ass, And drive angry, For those who face off,
Sickly Slurry, Fervent flurry, Humble hurry, Caustic courage category, Simply minded,
Embrace like the wind, Kiss like the rain, Touch like lightning, Thoughts like landslides, Words like fire,
I spent 16,000 years in pure light… And finally found a way, There’s a hole, At the end of infinity, Just big enough to die through,
A generator, With no outlet, Is a guilt ridden, Fuel sucking, Smog puking,
Like sweet sea breeze, Against the sails first unfolding. Sheets hard creased, And ballast molding. After untold years,
The plaster on the wall, Is starting to flake off, Like the membrane of a brain, Trying to give up. Contemplate every single concept,
Pulled outward, While drawn inward, Held at the verge, Holding balance, Balance holding me,
Do you believe in god? Do you believe in aliens? Do you believe in yourself? Do you believe in tradition? Do you believe in superstition?
When at last the pieces come to fi… But no real answer comes from it, We must zoom out a little bit, See the picture that’s outside of…
||: Unattached, Each moment being connected, Burdened, Each moment being heartened, Concerned,
