Insert Foot in Mouth
A Day Of Exploration For The Mind:
You see the Image.
The Image of Me.
Its a million lies that You see.
Or I could be just here.
I can't say what I really am.
Because I don't really know.
You dont really know.
What is this life?
What are these things?
What are these feelings?
These words.
This Form.
This Shell.
Myself is trapped inside.
Trapped inside this burning hole.
This burning Body.
what the world sees of Me,
Is somthing different then what I see Myself.
Because I see the world differently.
I see the world as a [shit] whole.
And all the brains are disconnected.
The reason for that; there not conected with themselves.
As though this world is black and white.
I have to find My Colored Dream.
The dream You're always in.
Death will be bliss,
When that time comes.
I'll still be here.
Wondering this place.
Though I'll just be in free-Form.
In clear-Form.
Time will be nonexistant.
Pain will be unknowen.
Do I see things that arin't there,
Because really I didn't see anything at all?again."
If You don't see things,
Then they only exist in Your mind.
But seeing,
Vision,
There all lies.
What I see is somthing Words can't explain,
What truth can't believe
What lies can't fake.
But I see My colored dream.
Or.. at least I think I do.
Is the Hippie colored in?
I would like to know.
<3
rubella, my love, some say we shall overcome
But the sickness bites hard
And yes, the razor's old
Their poisons braced in surrender
Killed every first born son
We we kneeling, dressed for burial,
Reaching for the knave
Heard voices laugh in the spirit at the
Plight of the living dead
A ghost at the bottom of my glass
Made it clear what they had said
"His devil's hear in a tinder-box,
and this dog has turned away"
Well, I can't remember god when I'm...
And I'm drunk all day
Before I leave you, bring the demon's on
Your beauty sleep brought to mind
A fever hung on the mid-wife's jaw
.....
Some said I was wrong to dream that way
And some made light of death and sorrow
But death is glory... now.....
