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Social medium.

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As the days go by.

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In between the inveterate.

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The rashness

The worry

The anxiety

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?

Rock’n’roll’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 so true

Even in midnight’s hue

Someone so blue, yet so cool

Living life outta range.

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Living so viciously in moments of fear

The state deepens.

The only to way to overcome

Is to face everything head on!

To burn in the fire

Your bones may break

only to be molded in time.

Fear must not hold us

You must overcome

& use your 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 is space

for light to make 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.

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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?

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 men sit around and do nothing

as the world is plunged into chaos

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I won’t have it anymore

Peace without serenity

That’s insanity

The enemy is the entity

The emptiness I felt.

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“Seance seance bring on the chaos”

why not live for today

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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

& tells me 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 the birds start singing, bills wide in vain

Oh you should’ve seen

Andile on a tractor

Passing proudly up the lane.

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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 so deeply rooted

In the soils of our past.

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Picking it up as I go

& 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.