These thoughts being shared have been brought to bear witness not to stare blankly spot what's there
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there is no material to share here just need to make the air clear heavily congested cavities have been spare near extiction status if we dare steer where we don't stare we're doomed to crash into nothing without prepared gears of thought to snare fears with fair sneers smirks and smiles summarily dear
Saturday, November 6, 2010
To live the American dream is not to wake up
To live the American dream you need to make up
Alternate realities each of which shakes up
The status quo if that is so then raise the dream state up
But leave all you know to be true behind ok 'cause
There is no space left for truth to take up
And once there there's no return its too late but
Fear not you may move on into a new place just
Out of reach
To live the American dream you need to make up
Alternate realities each of which shakes up
The status quo if that is so then raise the dream state up
But leave all you know to be true behind ok 'cause
There is no space left for truth to take up
And once there there's no return its too late but
Fear not you may move on into a new place just
Out of reach
Sunday, October 31, 2010
hopes this reaches you in time for your mind to take the thinking and the teaching and apply them to find whatever reasons that exist for this thing we call rhyme for the speaking to the beat to be more relevant right if he eloquent or ignorant depends on design but being real is something that cannot be argued the grind will always break down to the base components any old kind or type of style compiled for the purpose of life
gives of himself to help the mental health of those who felt neglected shelf life past dealt he tightens up his belt and gets to worki building wealth of knowledge been to college if you never could have telt he cannot let his heart melt or be cold the elf community is in the workshop toys sell he hits the pavement so hard his feet have welts on their soles he's even crawled bowed down and he knelt
Thursday, October 28, 2010
If I had known growing up what it was like to be grown
I would have changed my wayward ways within the throw of a stone
meaning some things I would do differently though within the zone
already known in other words I'd still be me feeling at home
no matter where I may be no matter where I may roam
no matter if I am homeless cold and all alone
I'll always manage to make it someway somehow and so
not too much would have been changed it would just be nice to be shown
I would have changed my wayward ways within the throw of a stone
meaning some things I would do differently though within the zone
already known in other words I'd still be me feeling at home
no matter where I may be no matter where I may roam
no matter if I am homeless cold and all alone
I'll always manage to make it someway somehow and so
not too much would have been changed it would just be nice to be shown
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
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