Let Heaven Absorb Your Own Soul

Living in today  is both a given and a choice. To give heed to truth vs shiny toys. Just like teenagers you see, hot like fire, then just  gone wayward cold. The best is to know whee you stand,  and put it in your hands.  And channel the good things…from the sun to the moon and stars and recognize the source and know It’s how you can move on forth. 
Let it feel like ….heaven is absorbing your own soul. Use it…..to free your own mind. Let it, feel like heaven is absorbing your own soul…..embrace that the best…is after throwing irons  through the fire. 
Chocolate highs…..are whispering your name. Warmth of the being…..when indulging on whims that seem musically the dream. Easier to let it go, toss in memories of how groovy things used to be and the times spinnin’ up one time. That summer up the cove. Games that filled childhood with laughter and formative years of irresistible  lust. The struggled of having been here before….assuming you’re gonna bust…it’s a matter of trust to push through the seams. Feel so go to know….a place where you know….bad things are the final careening…..channel thru the wanderlust dugust to know empowerment isn’t just idle dreaming. 

Let it feel like ….heaven is absorbing your own soul. Use it…..to free your own mind. Let it, feel like heaven is absorbing your own soul…..embrace that the best…is after throwing irons  through the fire.  
The challenge  is take back what was stolen….break the cycle of faulty omens. What is thrown is designed to weaken….go opposite and soar.  

Let it feel like ….heaven is absorbing your own soul. Use it…..to free your own mind. Let it, feel like heaven is absorbing your own soul…..embrace that the best…is after throwing irons  through the fire. 

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Life’s Too Real

On an night where we feeling mostly dark things. Easy to just bemoan. Instead of finding ways to concoct a groovy swang.  Maybe just too much doubt to tout. So many sad eyes and frightening cries. Bludgeoning from the inside out  dancing around the boldest lies. Revealing many of em our or own. Gotta be some crazy way. To restart fresh and not have a care for the pain and drain. Two sides of a coin being such banes.
Let it flow….let issues go right now baby.  Life’s way too real. Let it  flow, release for greater ease….gotta heal the same cares.
Misunderstood, broken, with drama over spicing life? Each moment is a choice. Gonna get chastised and blamed. That’s just a freaky thang in life. Stop worrying about who thinks you’re fake.  Some people we all know would love to trade places. Honestly I  wish I could invite everybody to a jamboree. Dance away and express the best of our beings. Young men dying at the hands of seasoned men. Women slighted by the scales of society. Differences in ideas, loos and styles man…..this all has got to change. 
Let it flow,  let issues go now baby, Life’s way too real. Let it flow……let things be then find ways to be the change.  Our backgrounds grand scale equal the same things.  
Passion? Preference, which areas are your best? Put it to test, spread those wings, and keep your eyes away from the phone and media that always clamors to play. We’re all connected and touch so as a team, to be one. Teach the next generation about the joys of giving and creativity….the acidity of times of murder, greed, and insanity…..distant things of the past….
Let it flow….let it go now baby. Life’s way too real. Let it flow…..forgive and grow and to the pain do not give in. Let things be then find ways to be the change.

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Floetic Emotion

Breezy does it, nice and easy. At your leisure, hope It’s not too cheesy. Playing for pleasure, living for life. Forget all the strife that cuts sharper than a ginzu knife. A relief that one’s able to dance when they’ve got the feels. Floetry in motion,  we know each deal. The creative rush when ideas spring like Niagra falls. We all know it happens a swimming nice on the court.  An integration of a tool to  cater to a doe I am someone.  An easier way to play when you’re at work and feel like all you can do is pray. 
Sweetness of emotion a kiss of jazz. No need to bend too far, if you have the motion you can truly be a rock star. In the mind, a terrible thing to waste, but to practice haste, nothing too great. Not narcissistic  to feel you’re the real deal. Free flow a la mode make your own rhythm. Never say uncle unless you’re inner auntie is hitting.

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Buffet

At this buffet. We moonlight as masters of this ship of sorrow. What is the deal? Emotions jack the heart and soul the need for control shows there’s hardly any. 
Who’s to save us? A strange bunch of desperados shapeshift as superheroes and victims. It’s as sickening as it is mesmerizing. 
Always a race. Feels too good to hiss and moan ; the work to get over the humps feels like torture…..or us it we’re simply weaker minded?Hard to define it. Again It’s so late…..dreamin’ of saving days with a touch of class and a dash of staunch bravado. Against the wall. Frustration reigns and all the fat ladies line up to sing. Instead in a familiar position of feeling defeated and emotions spinning into a zone reduced to an age I thought was long dead and buried.
Who’s to save us? Sometimes it takes more might to lose shamefully than sell your soul just for the sake of a cheap victory…….caving to fleshly desires…..the id is evil the scales of life determine our weight, with each action….wish this dirge were over……scared to repeat or worsen history…..why these choices? Explosion no super novas……let these wars be over…..

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Magic Carpet Ride

I guess we’ll all toss a few back tonight. Stress and strife, daddy needs medicine and avoding the lines is a helluva fight. …Seeing bright eyes….but they sure aren’t smiling.  So many wrongs disgusting as rights….Brace yourselves it’s a wild ride. Crazy things unprecedented, a wave of actions never seen before… Wild ride. A rollercoaster, dizzying highs and harrowing lows.
Many of us fantasized that a few years from now, we’d laugh, watching some cheesy reality news show looking back and saying, remember when a dauntless celebrity almost won the white house? Fetishized lampooning his downfall. Jazzing around back to what we’ve seen as normal for so long. Taylor Swift and Kayne teaming to sing a silly little song. Garish emptiness, but it’s all right…well fed and livon’ light. Insular indulgence just like a crown ‘n coke. Seeing the scene around up on smoke.
Cold shower cause it’s never gonna be the way it was. Mourn the fantasy Now and cleanse your soul. Even as times get a little rougher from home, and darkness growls there’s still hope. Examine the scope. Desire yourself as an agent who wants to heal. Happiness is a search for treasure surveying this crazy place while soaring the skies. Taking pictures and you know it feels good to munch on popcorn and sip some wine. Ooh, kinda fine. On a magic carpet ride…. What a wild ride…..luxurious mindset even if you’re on guard. The gamut comes and murkiness goes. Stay true to all fruits and don’t be ashamed to call home at anytime. We all need that electric touch of love. Madmen think they’re gonna conquer all space and time. Depriving the vulnerable and bullying the rest and wowing with their unearned feats of display. Sick, stupid games. Soak in the soaring breeze as you’re flyin’ thru the skies. Kissing your honey in Dubai or showing the youth Spanaway, even though it’s glory was of a different time. One day splendor will return, the harshness will dissapate….the end of greed, envy, insecurity, small mindedness and hate. The desire to be in society’s eyes great. Being true and unique is the only way to relate. Magic carpet ride. Inhaling the crispness of love that’s awaiting, starting anew …..feeling a newness of. groove……pleasure thru pain….creatively exploring new ways….surrender to none of the battalions that assume to have their way….not a game……not a place for fear to reign…balance it with the smell of roses, the cool cleanse of a light rain…..a bonfire baking,  cherish whichever times. It’s gonna be quite a wild ride.

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A Critical Mind

“Why did you give in? You flinched? Is your mind that weak? Where’s your sense if loyalty, integrity? Just to impress other people huh? When will you learn? Sometimes the best stand, where the rest pan.”
Raisin in the sun, brain salad surgery. Was it the pressures of it all? Or fearing the fall? Something so minor at that.  Broken wings off a chicken, fried and blacked….see into the future, a broken down spirit, will not be able to fight off weapons of chemical or mental warfare. So if some stop liking you. Many are critics for the spite of you. Even if in these scorns you earn the hard way. An apology with earnest mindset to deal is all that can be in place. 
Feeling the need to please. Or yearning to achieve, the flesh you want to feed is indeed diseased. The music we fave may indeed be based. So many jewels from those who’ve prematurely been branded as fools. Like who you like….learn to love, learn to live. Not being afraid of your heart to give. Being in love with erasing the weak sides. The highs? Let em come unexpected, a sweet surprise….don’t be bound by perceptions of a weakened mind. Believe, uplift, the plots to twist, even if your light is tinged, remain unhinged……be bold, open souled. Pain is temporary, joy can be forever…..

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In A Vacuum

Turnin’ upside down. Spinning crazy. Everybody’s angry. Even the skies are hazy. Every scene, loaded with broken dreams. The system is imploding the machine is stuck in transmission. Every place and time…friction and opposition. 
Flaming out on fear using the vacuum to try something new baby. Maybe you’re not open but plunge into something beautiful maybe the surprise will be stunning. …
In a vacuum, all the clouds mushroom. So much going on…. Rioting, beware of bomb. Opinions and dispositions, harrowing decisions.  Things that once made us proud, now we gotta cry out out…..ooooh. What do you believe? Who holds your dreams? Say you can roll by yourself?…. Deep down we know there’s more calamity and catastrophe than one person can receive. Now answer again… What do you believe? Just saying….
Flaming out on fear using the vacuum to try something  new baby…..what makes you move? Preserve the right things that matter. Letting go…of pointless scatter…. Experiment this is your chance. Never again will things be this wild.. Sci-fi , horror, action, find a bit if your own romance. Bitterness to tenderness…..the worst of us to the best of us….the lack of hope to a building of faith…….ending hate…..doesn’t have to be tied to fate. Pay every attention to the fool behind the curtain…and to angels in disguises making advances. At this time our chances…..are not to waste….

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