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I'M Waking

Waves from the past at last hit me,
the people envisioned seem suddenly with me. 
As where they'll be when im gone from this world, 
til then I amend to sing songs to unfurl, 
these posts are my eulogy to any who read, 
when im not here to speak still you'll see truth in the feed,
i hope after laughter and smiling for reasons, 
not towards the true love or nature through season, 
I'm closing the curtains for the better of condition, 
this show I did play in but never auditioned, 
to all who did act bravo and well done, interpretive yes, but still not my fun..

Copyright © Charles Baker | Year Posted 2012



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Born Into Lies, Die Fighting For Truth, Live Forever

See you lady's are really dudes, male energy oozes from the paths you choose. 
You see straight lines to your end, and you believe it ends there with ONE life to attend. 
Just understand that world is so lonely, but as a whole you and the other boys won't be the only
To cross over confused, by only yourself and YOUR CHOICE to be used.
See the "rulers" of this world had plans to keep us hiding, for a "better" perceived earth or calming home to reside in.
And they have succeeded as the blind don't wish to see, nor asking a ****ing question to an alternative degree.
Emotions run the world but ya'll think its money, government made bills too huh? now aint that *****funny. 
And they prescribe medicine for every condition, thats just regulated murder with your own permission.
And the "leaders" pay for "news" so you don't go knowing, the truth about nature or where we are growing
Its sad you say that we're babied by the kings, you're bombarded by conspiracies for every single thing.
Now if I give you a secret you promise you can keep it? Its a doozy so make sure you can read it.
The same people who control you and kill all our families, and lie to our faces from cities to shanty's, and make all the rules that you're forced to live by, and keep ALL the money we've worshipped to get by....
WE ARE THE ONES WHO GAVE THEM THE POWER, AND WE CAN TAKE IT BACK AT ANY GIVEN HOUR!

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Drugs Should Be Experienced, But Sobriety Should Be Most Glorified

Eat shrooms til everythings pretty, pop molls til your caring and witty.
Smoke trees til your chill as the breeze, and drink to forget what you need.
Do all the trippys to think like the hippie, make sure your an expert and not be so picky.
Just let me know when your drug trip is over, so I can tell you how you are when your sober

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Mad Side of Love

Im a savage with sick ways, her baggage is ***** made, stupid and brainwashed doin whatever a witch say, which may, bring you ****s closer to any realm other, than partys, hearty ****in, and kids with metaphorically no mother
I wont smother, any ones fire for to each their own, in fact ill be the first to add wood from my throne, im a canine so i bone, never alone when I roam, I can call upon any spirit in the form of cyclone, Im bout to finish, was accused last night that my brain cells was diminished, but thats cool, I'd rather have people perceive me as a fool, because im humble, I'll be whatever I wanna bee no bumble, if my trippy ass should ever stumble, 
I know my family's gotta net for me, send a ***** on to the next horny.. susceptible adolescent unaware of any spirit and cant respond to the message.. reckless yet deliberate in my action, I divided some new friends by power for satisfaction, carried over a good team so energy's in compassion, I found the whole number left that ***** the remainder of the fraction

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Government Sanctioned Murder

Let's be real. Blues are the new crack and no one denies it, 
they reach basers with no sign of government confinement. 
This color kills slowly with one after the other, the big wigs count on that population to smother. 
Oh wait this heroin has a script? Supplied by whoever made it synthetically legit? 
Yes they do my young drug user you see, and if I were selling I'd give you half for free, forcing the Need to come back to me.. its ****in crazy how they make a tribute,
identifying the evil but never slowing the distribute.. or consumption for that matter, 
theirs no hope for modern day snap-back mad hatters.. All I can do is say that I'm here,
for anyone lost in their own right to fear. 
For my fears are numbered today as it seems, only two reside in sporadic day dreams. 
One that the user wont ever find clean, and won't ever sleep towards true divine dreams. The other that server will not end the cycle, and won't see their job any less than quite rightful. Both will dream, theres no denying that friend, just depends if its sooner or after the end..

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Daily Thought

Your idea of perfection is only reflection of your own spirit, 
hear it now if they've chosen not to clear it, 
up for you and whoever else is lost, 
and while your create your world think of what it costs, to be free. 
People die, lie and survive all for the sake of thee. 
And understand that I am aware of what I speak of, 
I'll be the first to admit what my etheric energy reeks of :P 
I'm not afraid because I'm not a liar, it's that simple to fumigate the fire, 
that you have let grow out of controlling, 
never tapping into your subconscious without a good night of rolling.. or getting "trippy" , See I'll die one day but I be closer to people with me, 
and until that day I'M ALIVE and certainly fits me :) 
But, .. people say I'm crazy when I say I love you all, 
and I pray that you stand up every time you fall. 
I have respect and don't expect any praise at all, 
my telephones my heart... I wonder when the world will call.

Copyright © Charles Baker | Year Posted 2012

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Angered Tongue Towards the Superficial

Dont take this reefer for loss of attention, I still smoke and will choke any sign of depression, especially from the infected interjections of peasants, leave you connected to levels of reality unexpected.. from your own simple minded world, your still worried about yourself and the next easy ****ed girl, that shits basic, we got over that way in eighth grade its not adjacent to the path we choose now, and if greed and fame's your choice you lose now. But see the real didn't die with biggie, he didn't say **** you and eat *****to the devil did he? 

                      Nah that was tupac he clearly revealed he never sold his soul, dude lived FREE so his STYLE never got old and in fact he'll never die for we'll remain.. still fighting evil but were claimed insane. So next time you fin yourself lost in a freestyle, wonder why your mind wont deliver freely maybe its "cleaned" child.. from the washing the same rappers you idolize use to get richer, whys drake work with "negatives" to see a "better" picture? im ****in finished, this pun or any other probably wont diminish but at least give me strength like popeyes green spinach

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Once I Cared For a Beautiful Witch

You've fallen in love with the medium state, 
im calling above for premieum fate. 
i watch you fall further as did the best angel, 
i point my sword knowing not the best angle. 
Most to weild before me let fear consume, 
you know its not present but one might presume, 
that the quality is a curse. For fear is a power but it wont be the worst, 
its applying truth to situation, for my eyes are ALL thats needed for communication. 
One day you'll stop the falling and stand, and since you declined my aid, you are now in gods hands. ~

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Optimism's Gift

Let the past empower not devour you, 
blink that third eye dry and let the cowards prove, 
that fear effects domination, 
as power hungry demons were starving for confirmation, 
I'm hardly a conversation, I'm starting the conservation of energy through my being for seeing a brighter nation.
I can no longer ponder another's fixation with digression, 
my ears remain ready for confusing confessions, 
but they attempt selling the words from concession, 
I won’t drop or lessen my positive light, I ask, is a spiritual battle still a cognitive fight? 
Yes the most vital, let this bible unfold and be told with no title, 
don't mistake envy of state of being for actions suicidal, 
I just wish to prove yolo wrong, come back as a spirit so you may hear it in a song or another form of expressed emotion, so we can progress once the earth hits lost commotion, 
take some love and meditation and conjure up the potion 
as the earth's still in motion, if the leaders here would tell the truth I'd identify promotion. But what do I know I'm twenty with no college, undermined for not conforming to mainstream knowledge. Spirit, Love and Peace will grow soon, once we've vacated the station and choose to change tune

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We Live Forever, As Our Love Is Eternal

Today I saw truth clearer, while looking in the mirror
Only facing to remind me that I'm real.

Before I only knew, how to perceive the very view  
That would project as I forget to fold the deal.

But when you know as much as I, about emotion tied to lies
You'll know the meaning of the polar life and death.

Let's prevent our mother's cries, and give ourselves a try
To create eternal love with every breath.

Yet I'm not scared to say, I've envied all the ways
Those who've passed can go where we are truly free.

But humbling my being, allowed for third eye seeing
That this place in time is where I'm meant to be. 



~ I have come a long way to understand our earth and it's people in it's entirety. The suffering and lies this world my seem overwhelmingly out of control for harmonious people. Love is the only option. If we as peaceful people find ourselves lonely in loving the every, take this word now as my oath that you are not. And know that you are as much of God as any religion and beyond, and WE create this world with our emotion. Once enough people see we will be heard all around the world effortlessly, until then stay alive my brothers and sisters. We live forever, so we have a long time to Love. I project peace and freedom from suffering to each and every one of you and your unconditional families.

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