GRATEFUL MA FUCKIN DEAD HOMEBOY
she looks like water
as she glows in the light
a liquid crystal melting
to where she came
you couldn't believe me
if i told you, she talks.
she dances, she sings and
she listens
black markings tell her secrets,
there's no hiding
amethyst, today you are the brightness of life,
today you are the everlasting glow of my soul
when you can't find your light, just look carefully
sometimes it's right where you are looking
hidden in beauty you have never seen.....look more carefully and you will find
everything you need is right here.goin where the wind don't blow so strange (:if you chew wintergreen lifesavors in a dark room they make sparks!!!have you ever inspected the ceiling of a hotel??hunt and be hunted- where primitive equality status prevails (are you being hunted? i didn't think so)........if that jubilee don't come...maybe i'll meet you on the run........the further we separate ourselves from the dirt, the further we separate ourselves from ourselves. alienation is a disease of the unsoiled......the fullness of existance embodies an overwhelming intricate balance of defined, ill-defined, undefined, moving, stopping, dancing, falling, singing, coughing, growing, dying, timeless, and time-bound molecules. and the spaces in between.....sprinkle tiny flakes of mica on your body (it makes you glow while you dance in the firelight!)......RUNNING AWAY WITH THE WHIRLWIND OF LIFE
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