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Social medium.

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As the days go by

I’m feeling alone.

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In between the inveterate.

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The rashness

The worry

The anxiety

Swivel in sombreness after the hour

a failed attempt at trying to tame time.

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The space industry.

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“You’re witnessing the decline of the

western civilization“

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…over years the cellphone had become a limb.

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CLUBVALLEYLOVEPIT.

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So inevitable it’s enviable.

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You like to party

Infinite proportions?

A life devoid of meaning ?

Jesus Christ and DMT?

Rocknroll’s apprehensive beat break ?

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How can I feel so alone,

Sinking deep down like a stone.

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“Money is a problem for the rich & poor”

Swallow your pride and swallow the rich

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I know someone like me,

I know someone like us,

who spent most of their day hoping that shit would

change,

I know someone so true,

even in midnight’s hue,

someone so blue, yet so cool,

living life outta range.

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I’d lived so viciously in moments of fear,

my state deepens.

Further driving me into this rabid rabbit hole.

The only to way to overcome it,

face everything head on!

burn in the fire

my bones would break in the chilling cold only to be

molded in time.

Fear must not hold you , you must overcome and

become the voice !

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Even with a million dollar budget

I wouldn’t change a thing

I’ve grown to appreciate it

This life is all I have

Nothing grows in the darkness

Without sunlight

But the darkness was space

for light to make a way

Sinking in like a stone

Steady and slow

We can make it if we try

Our bones are made of chrome

We’re built to last

We’ll never die

How could I feel so alone?

Sinking deep down like a stone?

Felt so alive

I feel so alive/alone

Sinking in like a stone

Steady and slow

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Be there

Don’t settle

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The cosmic observer, hacking at the chains,

liberate yourself & free your mind.

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Swallow your pride and swallow the rich

There’s a nuke above our heads do you see it?m

The Ship Sinks it wasn’t yours

There were unknowns

Like things that could have not have been.

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“It’s my belief that life is a wheel.

Inconstancy is my very essence,’ says the wheel.

Rise up on my spokes if you like

but don’t complain when you’re cast back

down into the depths.

Good time pass away,

but then so do the bad.

Mutability is our tragedy, but it’s also our hope”.

Life as you know it, the best of luck

and the worst of times.

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Existing on the gulf between Reality & Eternity.

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Some men are good

Some men are evil

Such is life.

Some good men turn to evil

Some evil men become good

Some men sit around and do nothing

as the world is plunged into chaos

I vow not to be such a man

My path is one of Goodness & light

& for this I am grateful, for I understand my battle

When tested I shall align myself with goodness

For the rest of my days it shall be so!

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I won’t have it anymore

Peace without serenity, that’s insanity

The mutability was our tragedy

No responsibility

The enemy was the entity, the emptiness I felt.

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I need to know

If it’s so

I feel it in my core

& it blows

Seance seance bring on the chaos

why not live for today

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At this very moment I am as old as the world

Low entropy High energy

“You start with a random clump of atoms,

and you shine light on it for long enough,

it should not be so surprising that you get a plant”

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Trust

Let go

Be open

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Boredom Procrastinating life & Anthropomorphism.

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Dystopian evangelists

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It’s a cold world

You gotta go out and get it

In between these moments,

Find a little time to reflect & express gratitude

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It’s begun

The process to progress

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Run my head through a wall

Feeling like my time was gone

She throws her hands on my shoulders

And tells not to carry all the weight

There I go again pleading for love

I didn’t mean to bring you down

When a widow is left wailing

Living in a place you could barely even call a home

I know a willow that grows in a tin house

It’s just another pothole on the road

finding your place in the world

Another salt grain in the sea

Andile on a tractor

Gone are the years that yoked him to the earth

He’s a new man now, partly machine

His nerves are metal, his heart so cold

Riding to work as a man great man would

He is the knight at arms breaking at the dawn,

a moment of silence

When the sun climbs over the tall buildings

Kindling the edges,

But the sun’s in delay for Andile

Whose engine runs on a different kind of fuel

When birds start singing, bills wide in vain

Oh you should’ve seen

Andile on a tractor

Passing proudly up the lane

He’s a new man now, partly machine

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She was a phantom of delight

– William Wordsworth

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A liquid sword without edge.

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We are trees deeply rooted,

But we decide what fruit we’ll bear.

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Picking it up As I go

And I’m learning

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“if you are the head that floats atop the ziggurat,

then the stairs that lead to you must be infinite”

Healing words have power

beyond our realm of comprehension

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I bid thee adieu