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Nothing Ever Done Nothing To Ever Do

There is no one
There is nothing 
A perhaps never to end existential pulsation

Since early childhood, since before I can ing remember
I knew everything was off...
All a giant game among the adult
No one admitted the delusional mechanism that is subjective experience
I began to freak out drifting deeper and deeper into drugs
Anything to shut my eyes to the implications of
All human civilization being a conspiracy
The selfabsorbed double talk that has become 
A hallmark of our culture drove me out of my head
The total uselessness and boredom of this education system that has all but criminalized extreme curiosity
Stranded uttery lonely desolation...wanting to fully open myself into discoveries to share communicate connect
I sought futilely for interrelashional clarity 
Very quickly I seen the vast networks that enwrapp
All being into a single focal point...And once 
I questioned everyone, everything read/absorbed/
Perceived picked to pieces the paradoxical double bind 
I found teachers technique informational research 
Experimentation and still was in misery!!!...then slowly I looked through the I
Resting in the observer I finally looked beyond that 
Which is observer and observed I is a construct...a
Program...all is inherently meaningless, ridiculous
Code...viewing this from a human level brings upon me 
An unhinged aggressive abusive suicidal current and for a long while i attempt to cling to what's  convential for once 
So terrifying the real is percieved 
The social legal economic etc systems put in place
Are rigged...it's already set up to epic proportions to protect the status quo, the elite
Thus with the mental capacity to affect evolutionary 
Revolutionary change are neutralized by discrediting them
Crimanalizing aspects of there lifestyle...I sought escape 
Until near ruin I seen the beautiful perfection of the truth stripped of human ilk
A quantum leap cutting through I
Leaping through each formula
The ineffable wow
We are here!!!!

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Where To Go

Drenched in dark mold state sponsored hypnosis
I dig far beneath the earth
Crawling through the virgin tight intestinal sewers few have thought or dared traverse 
Seeking that final escape into...
Into what? 
ANYTHING unspun from the artificial reality generating parasitic construct of that which we call I 
I crave simply, only, total transformation
But there is a fatal poisoned kiss working its way through the veins of all planetary systems of control 
And i can see myself wide eyed half crazed playing constant  games of chicken with existences projections of a core heartbeat named OBLIVION 
Gone are the days of all desperate narrative conjuration 
All those dumpster bin beliefs that twisted the body and warped the mind incinerating completely all CREATIONS maps
Dancing to those chaotic tunes disintegrating all dream, and all the shrieking nightmares fornicating inbetween
No longer wanting with nothing to need
No hope
No fear 
Exhileration of setting to fire all those costumes to stand naked upon that original stage 
Just new birth wonder 
And an awestruck smile 
Ready and willing to be struck down by a sacred storm of swords
Let my blood pour forth to feed the earth 
And may my seed remain always free
Thriving
Uncursed by my afflictions

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Just Drop the Out

We will conquer the moon
And force the people to walk on water
We are all powerful
Revolutionary 
And dangerous
Unglued from the state's cultural apparatus of
Dead end institutions nightmare entertainment 
 Hollow arts media monsters masters of power 
Politics hoarding controling manipulating the 
Entire informational flow subtly twisting the very 
Ways in which we move and perceive in reality
Screaming in silence for far to many eons 
We have discovered the power of our voice 
And the radiant music that opens up the door
To pure being
The celebration of total individuality 
We will not revolt
This is not a rebellion
This is a divorce 
A final  you 
This is an open invitation 
The ultimate party 
An utter let go of all hangups 
A shedding of the garbage cultures skin
A dance on the edge of a rainbow 
This is the impossible birth of something NEW

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Sick Days of the Past

Gone are countless moments
Wasted years spent feeding on toxic fumes
No longer able to recognize myself
The mirror screams
And soon I will forget it all again
My room is far to frightening 
Even my bed has goosebumps
I can't even go out anymore!!
I want to collapse into an old rocking chair 
To forget this sick that obsesses's me
I'm exhausted
Done with being strung out
Yet, still strung out
Spontaneously combusting
Rearranging the stars
Birthing a whole new sky
While I stare at a clock mocking me
The insignia of suicide
Gorged on the fruit that hangs from the branches
Of a long dead tree sure to eat the body and melt the brain
To much samo samo 
Bull dreary neighborhood disease
Walking in broken shoes 
Eyes glazed over with a frost manufactured from
Tiny tin bags 
No where to run  
Left reminded of a permanent picture realm of sunshine
Now left to mold in bags of trash 
Stacked to the ceiling 
Of a room where I've come to finally die

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A Longing To Be

Lurking beneath beds older then the rags of history
A smile buried beneath bridges where sunshine makes rainbows
And somewhere deep is a chaos is the truth pointlessly burried over and again with reakless intensity 
A frightening spectle of endless new acts of forgetting 
An impossible tomb set up to play funearal games
A sad singing 
Warped longing to continue 
A continuos replication of emptiness 
Becoming that which cannot be 
swallowing an army of poisoned swords 
Dancing to the music of a pindrop 
A scream
New birth sleeping through time in dying arms
Still desperately trying to pretend
A stranger stranded in a perpetual strangeness 
Caught in the act of a heartbeat thats blood is the unfolding of endless life
Naked in space the unbearable unclothed mystery for the moment becomes the cause of a mad celebration 
A festival of breath 
A slaughter of seconds 
Riding the disease ill go out ing

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Slow Recovery

Exhausted in my borrowed used up skin
Writing letters with blood upon the window
of those who wont listen cause i threw away my crayon 
Imprisoned in an obsidian tower 
Where i just lock myself away
The days are darker then my fiending shadow
Making sick puppetts with my hands dancing on a dirty wall
And it dont think this is ever gonna end
Performing my self 
until i know longer scream for relief

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Total Possibility

Shapeshifting through reality 
at a breakneck pulse 
cause here where water has been realized to be conscious 
Is limitless fluidity 
Is unlimited possibility 
That groping in the dark knowing there shall be light exploding forth at some unexpected moment 
A breath where before only death stumbled forth among these ruins,
Now a garden where fresh new human children play
And all that violence that animated our every move has been enticed out given its reign, allowed its dance 
The state made transparent
The cultural and political apperatrus de centralized 
So now we can continuosly become what we are with little impediment
Discover that essence that sings at the core of all creations 
And activates its mysteries of bringing forth reality