20.2022.06
To the limit I push as my brain turns to mush Sacred soliloquies flooding my min… To have this one wish Putting down my fists
Days of thoughts, ideas and issues that were so crucial at the time now seem to slip the mind.
Wake up cold world. Do you see what’s happening now? As time around you whirls. Who will take the final bow? Is your life how you imagined?
No doubt in the Divine. The rhymes aren’t just mine. Life choices. Right places. Right times.
The endless over-under of the spheric maze. Dead-ends, loopty-loos, restarts lead to feeling crazed. Pausing time
Create the World Whispers the Girl Lodged in the Rock before Time. Go back to the Curl The Beginner of Worlds
In need of resuscitation– I can n… It’s hard to see the forest when y… Circumstances beyond my control ha… How many more cuts– before I no l… Confusion sets in– is this another…
Take it all in or make your head spin. The time’s lining up with the sign… Focus takes work. Distractions will lurk.
As the darkness creeps in Do you look to your kin When wishing to place the blame. Reality will fade As we sharpen the blade
What’s it like Walking in those shoes. Heavy the head wearing the crown Let’s sing the blues.
Spirit window - a window to the worlds. Similar to Santa’s looking glass, to check on boys and girls. Some of us can perceive.
Your life seems so scripted. To you that means gifted. No, no. I get it. You’re not a misfit.
fits of insanity in my head outside I’m crying inside I’m dying some days I’m lucky another day
Back in the day we’d have our little cults. Fascist movements feeding to our faults. Now what if we turn
While they were busy scheming We have all been dreaming of ways to make this work. Phone a friend Close to the end