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I was drawn here today, to the quiet woods, to sit and think, About life, love, fear... For today it was the only near sense Compelled towards this delicate space As I watch those that pace by, Spaced out... Do they not find the woods fascinating Do they not hear the quaint whispers Through the wind, through the trunks They do not see me amongst the trees And at first I believe I am alone, Perched on a rock, Gone from reality... And then suddenly, the butterflies, They are here floating all around In the air doting, dancing, rhythyming How organic I feel... How dynamic that living is constantly changing me. I trip out on life sometimes Alive at the edge of something else, Wondering... Moving... Breathing... And in all the breath of air An entire moment, an entire memory A sequence of individuality, Duality... The oneness of immortality, How dare such a nature exist! And fear, she is always persisting Down in the corner of your binding thaughts, Bending... Distorting... Re-ordering momentum... Sending you searching across parallels of perception, And then suddenly this, And interjection... The magician...I AM HERE As mother, she is calling me near Speaking of love, of fear, surrender I close my eyes to hear what I feel, To sense the invisible side of real As mother's queer tones circle around Begging my eyes... moving my soul... And now here, some kind of vibrating, Heart rezonating... A serenade of sounds And love... Profound always somehow she finds opening the doorways to the other side Again I close my eyes, this space, Touching gently against my mind Behind these patterns I transform, Shifting... Metamorphing... As I've seen what is out there being And how we hide, How fleeting it has become, For inside another universe resides. Here, in this space between spaces We're looking in, and we're looking out Through the perculiar, perpetual alive I feel to shout "GOD WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE!" Down the valleys of existance the voice ecos out, Travelling down, around, in, through, out and again I shout, "GOD WHAT AM I DOING HERE?" Sometimes im trembling... Tasting bittersweet apon my lips As the unfathomable rips through My thaught inspection... And then suddenly this, An interjection... The magician... I AM HERE Questioning it all, Using love to open more doors. Fear... Love... The unknown... This, the inescapable trilogy we raom To say we know... This has no justified place For the only known existance be... That which the magician creates.

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The Magician

I was drawn here today, to the quiet woods, to sit and think, About life, love, fear... For today it was the only near sense Compelled towards this delicate space As I watch those that pace by, Spaced out... Do they not find the woods fascinating Do they not hear the quaint whispers Through the wind, through the trunks They do not see me amongst the trees And at first I believe I am alone, Perched on a rock, Gone from reality... And then suddenly, the butterflies, They are here floating all around In the air doting, dancing, rhythyming How organic I feel... How dynamic that living is constantly changing me. I trip out on life sometimes Alive at the edge of something else, Wondering... Moving... Breathing... And in all the breath of air An entire moment, an entire memory A sequence of individuality, Duality... The oneness of immortality, How dare such a nature exist! And fear, she is always persisting Down in the corner of your binding thaughts, Bending... Distorting... Re-ordering momentum... Sending you searching across parallels of perception, And then suddenly this, And interjection... The magician...I AM HERE As mother, she is calling me near Speaking of love, of fear, surrender I close my eyes to hear what I feel, To sense the invisible side of real As mother's queer tones circle around Begging my eyes... moving my soul... And now here, some kind of vibrating, Heart rezonating... A serenade of sounds And love... Profound always somehow she finds opening the doorways to the other side Again I close my eyes, this space, Touching gently against my mind Behind these patterns I transform, Shifting... Metamorphing... As I've seen what is out there being And how we hide, How fleeting it has become, For inside another universe resides. Here, in this space between spaces We're looking in, and we're looking out Through the perculiar, perpetual alive I feel to shout "GOD WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE!" Down the valleys of existance the voice ecos out, Travelling down, around, in, through, out and again I shout, "GOD WHAT AM I DOING HERE?" Sometimes im trembling... Tasting bittersweet apon my lips As the unfathomable rips through My thaught inspection... And then suddenly this, An interjection... The magician... I AM HERE Questioning it all, Using love to open more doors. Fear... Love... The unknown... This, the inescapable trilogy we raom To say we know... This has no justified place For the only known existance be... That which the magician creates.