I king take the cake
at present she bakes under the sun
while dirt plates create quakes that plunder the fun
the worst phase in last dayz we under the gun
as time flyz the more wize prepare for the one

and I fear for this earth
like contact at first
when the shells fly the burst
write the night sky in cursive
but who are we to worsen the work?

dont agitate her
the alligator blood dogmen from canis major
after flavor
what is that worth to our creators?
we after data
currently combin through the vedas

my change in different waves..

reading from a different page
being in a different phase
breathing in a different state
leaving for a differnt maze
evening in a different place
even in a different plane
we remain witness

the gods wash plates through the earth like dishes

Hmmm...the combination of thinking of Earth as a dishwasher and possibly humans as dirty plates is intriguing to me. I also have these thoughts at times that we as humans have not been good stewards of the Earth. It's not ours and we have abused her and perhaps she's had enough.
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When One learns
to live without fear,
then One cannot be broken.

*Abstract~Ness* ... What a trip!


*I Likes*

A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence --
I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/2/photosynthesis_music.htm

agreed after I re-read it, the combinations of vocab were tight!

no cabs to brooklyn!
-xxx

they showed us phYsically, we could reach infinitY, but mentally, through the century, we lost our identitY
-Rakim