Break free; The only thing forever is: temporarity. Some people are seeds. Cuz everyone is a tree- others are the vines or the leaves , doesn’t matter to me. There is Purpose in all things. A Part to whole relationship tying up seems, Scattered patterns all around yet things are not as they seem. Can't fall asleep when you living in a dream. Can't walk the streets while you looking at the screen. You cant lose your keys if you're using your feet. You can't feel lost when you're feeling complete- scattered patterns what you see when you're mental indeed. In death you'll find fear , and in fear you are weak. Now debt is a tool to buyout the unique. Selling souls like shoes with holes on concrete. You feel the heat during a sunny day and as it starts to rain the pain gives you deja vu as if you recall this heat, different day but same street- already overcome no need to redefeat. You see? Originality is fading like colored clothes thrown into bleach. Let's think before we speak, all are welcome for speech , there is freedom to preach but having a mouth doesn't mean you're unique, and to follow just may cost you your feet.
You could buy a pillow, blanket or a sheet but you won’t find dreams in stores because it’s your choice to fall asleep.
Now, if you believe You conceive realities from syllables that you teach, That ideas are born from minds & through lips guiding feet. Then call out what you see if it brings down those in need. Represent the light in the dark . Sweat, cry, bleed to defeat greed. Feed on the meat of the elite. Learn to understand before you read. Think for yourself: Render Devine. Dine and wine with the father of time. Rewind to find parallel time-lines merging besides crimes and fine lines. Life is but a second, hit or miss distance is irrelevant until you have kids. Finish lines don’t exist and neither do dead ones. Bread crumbs. Enjoy the sun. Don’t run from the darkness if it comes instead, fight using light-pen/sword by your side. Multiply and divide space-time, merge vehicular waves caused by a subliminal haze brought to you in minimum wage as you gaze into a maze more complex and amazing than having enemies for friends, eating with no ends, or simply raising chickens and hens. Cannibalism is a system deeper than the flesh your itching. There is symbolism in self-consumption : mindless self indulgence. Bulging bellies of the Preta. Some is more than none.
Yo, let me get a drink, I'll trade you for a think. Eat up, before we split to grind upon subliminal suggestions to message a question professing religion: a session of giving. Digested inquisition, so listen to and learn from the knowledge freely given. Chakratic suspension, rising like a car in high tide, go far and reach high to divide abstraction. Universally divine reactions through time. Lending light to those who don't fade away, nor blend in- but blend out, seeds break open: sprouts. Persisting throughout multiple existences. Ascend those instances of pretended instinct biz. The end is no end for nothing can truly stop if it doesn't eternally exist- without a period of bliss. Rock bottom from the top. Like silence that causes the background Ohm to pop and Hiss with high contrast like the universe is always having kids. Each moment birthing the next. As if the air we breathe too is having sex while we breathe it, breath by breath.
The entire world is fucking itself. No wonder countries are at war over oil bottles on shelves. Everybodies gotta drive somewhere to get help because they never found it within the self. The local tribe has been eradicated for what? So many roads and high ways yet everyones lost. The seasons represent the original cross. Sun was god and nature was boss, what was dark was useless and what was light we trust. For light feeds plants which in turn feed us. It isn't that complex but it can be in a bullet vest. It can be with dark hearts in chests. Stay blessed~ it’s alright, no need to be better than the rest ~ you have a beating heart in your chest.