Wavelength Jam

Cause we’re riding a wavelength jam. With happenings that at first one may not understand… Cause we’re riding a wavelength jam. To be honest I wish we’d become a band.

Every day and night some samey, some new. It’s moving. When friends and fam, any loved one expresses their vulnerable veils. And eschews fairy tales. It isn’t always rosy but it can be lousy goosey if we just try. Keep that aura to the skies. No one man can command…we can barely care on our own. Vibes, physics, intuition, science. The power of digital decadence, but needing to raise well above the IQ of any appliance.

The empathetic feels are a prize, especially when we convoluted and dilute what solutions can bbn their be. Clueing you in….no solution is solo based..flesh makes such hideous waste.

We converse cause we care. Shout praises cause we dare. It’s soooo cold, sooo cold. Put the needle on an old record express some joy. Put the needle in a vain, poison your being. Stay needle free….still in toxins you feed. Questions 1, 69, and infinity.. Truthfully, there are only a few certain guarantees. Knowledge and faith with action will set you free. Dare to dream.  Shoutout the compadres and lovelies. Cool kids who dare to be soft, sweet and different, in spite of the world spewing that they’re “weak, shameful, and ignorant”. Women who fight with fire and ice, and men who know when to lead and when to be silent allies. Bullies and closed minds choose to be blind, but some are lead into the poison vines of despair. All of us are teachers, reachers. Researchers. Explore what’s new, respect the tried and true. Someone wants to come up and open up….say “I got you, boo.” Being willing to be taught is being willing to be loved…..teachers from high above and with earthly cove.

Cause we’re riding a wavelength jam. With happenings that at first one may not understand… Cause we’re riding a wavelength jam. To be honest I wish we’d become a band.

Ride waves, enjoy, explore, grow, shout down the lying ego…it will never know the unique burst of blossoms that harken and connect each soul…. being different isn’t necessarily the Dane as organic…that’s where you’ll find the magic.

Cause we’re riding a wavelength jam. With happenings that at first one may not understand… Cause we’re riding a wavelength jam. To be honest I wish we’d become a band