Thank you Saul

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Untimely Meditations lyrics



The fiery sun of my passions evaporates the love lakes of my soul

clouds my thoughts and rains you into existence as i take flight on

bolts of lighting claiming chaos as my concubine and you as my me i of

the storm you of the sea we of the moon land of the free what have i

done to deserve this? am i happy? happiness is a mediocre sin set for

a middle-class existence i see through smiles and smell truth in the

distance beyond one dimensional smiles and laughter lies are hereafter

where tears echo laughter you’d have to do math to divide a smile by a

tear times fear equals mere truth. i simply delve in the air and if that’s

the case, all i have to breath and all else will follow, that’s why drums

are hollow, and i like drums drums are good but i cant think straight i

lack the attention span to meditate my attention spans galaxies here

and now are immense seconds are secular, moments are mine, self is

illusion, music’s divine. noosed by the strings of jimmy’s guitar i swing

purple hazed pendulum hypnotizing the part of i that never dies, look

into my eyes are the windows of the soul. it’s fried chicken collies and

cornbread, its corn milk flour sour cream eggs and oil. its the stolen

blood of the earth, used to make cars run and kill the fish. who me? i

play scales. the scales of dead fish of oil slicked seas my sister blows

wind through the hollows of fallen tress and we are the echoes of

eternity, echoes of eternity, echoes of eternity maybe you heard of us,

we do rebirths, revokes and resurrections we threw basement parties in

pyramids, i left my tag on the wall, the beats would echo of the stone

and solidify into the form of light bulbs, destined to light of the heads

of future generations they’re releasing it up in the form of ohm. Maybe

you heard of us. If not then you must be trying to hear us, in such

cases we can’t be heard we remain in the darkness unseen, in the

center of unpeeled bananas we exist uncolored by perception, clothed

to the naked eye, five senses cannot sense the fact of our existence

and that's the only fact, in fact there are no facts, fax me a fact and i’ll

telegram i’ll hologram i’ll telephone the son of man and tell him he is

done. leave a message on his answering machine telling him there are

none. god and i are one. times moon times star times sun, the factor is

me, you remember me, i slung amethyst rocks on saturn blocks ‘til i

got caught up by earthling cops. they wanted me for their army or

whatever. picture me, i swirl like the wind tempting tomorrow to be

today, tiptoing the fine line between everything and everything else. i

am simply saturn swirling sevenths through sooth the sole living air of

air and I, and, and all else follows. reverberating the space inside of

drum hollows. package and bottles and chips and tomorrow then sold

to the highest nigga. i swing to the tallest tree, lynched by the lowest

branches of me, praying that my physical will set me free cause i’m

afraid that all else is vanity mere language is profanity, i’d rather hum

or have my soul tattooed to my tongue and let the scriptures be sung

in gibberish as words be simple fish in my soulquarium. and intellect

can’t swim so i stopped combing my mind so my thoughts could lock.

i’m tired of trying to understand. perceptions are mangled matted and

knotted anyway. life is more than what meet the eye and I, so elevate I

to the third and even that shit seems absurd and your thoughts leave

you third (eye)solated. no man is an island but i often feel alone, so i

find peace through OM.


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Gotta post this ish a little bit early by my patnah in crime..Hollan-Daze:

cynically speaking I reek of money and good breeding
politically speaking I'm like Obama– left leaning
meaning this beaming stream
of no meaning
is either a beacon of hope
or dark scheming
been meaning to preen my dreams
of their excess fiendishness
a kind of mental spring clean
the thing it this–
It's the dark side of life that makes the light side lighter
lighter side like comic strips, daphodiles and toddlers

and the light side of life is a miracle
don't fear it bro
it's spiritual
embrace it yo
feel it all
ova ya bodee
like a long shower or a sip of tea
just look at me
I used to be a nihilist
and now I'm free








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