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Ya ,
Life felt, seen, smelt, heard, tasted , Status of cards dealt, decisions Made
Attempts ta capture, extend Understanding,
We lose rapture,
True knowing not spoken else Meaning is  lost

So what we doing
With art forms
That smash norms, channel core, Until thought pours, yet end so Sure, what this ? How remain Pure?

Just expel express the inner spirits Storm
Tantrum soul hard harness Fathomed only in warnings of Excess
Escaped for seconds, minutes
At times over tracks,beats and Really just city, sounds
Nature's rounds  ... all inspired
But once the cyphers end its like
Oh ha life again! shit be backwards Son ...
Here we go off to contrived Masqueraded world, faux reality Paraded in our face, mash of fakes, Frauds and mind games, why I stay Away.
Question the mark ..face the value, Else this language has you....

Shadows light play observances
Social fame, clans, posses, crews And cliques, not the niche for us , Or I.
Check ya self ya ... that's what You've become ... look hard, why'd Ya start?.... Ahahah , god's sense of Humor has ya turning cop to Criminal and back again, gate Keepers, ta asylum seekers , hunter  And hunted, a cycle inside ya own Lifetime, several seasons over , got Ya passive getting Blunted,entertaining the masses That's how this happens, how Many passes, find that flint, spark That fire , the only universal Desire The seeker,,,,, ya but this The Advanced version ... no safe Passage
Ya the the so-called reality's main Frame feature from this existence Commence upon entrance into Void , and Pain Came !
It's rampant consistent and Constant in the experiment's Expression regardless of status , Each and every individual goes Thru , in order to individuate Themselves separate from clan ... Temper the iron, tame the bull, and Back again, ....


Yeah a few others, finding solace In breath over drums ,desolate Solitary city spots,
Roads less travelled and if so, Usually not by choice. These views Be rarely caught, stream the Thought pattern they inspire are God shots,  couldn't be bought , Fairly earned self fought , it is I-Taught , these
Places let self unravel, the true Problem to reveal itself to you Structure and solution ... seen Clearly now, it's all so simple, all The clothing , excess fat, and bling Was disguising what ya sought, These distractions maintain the Game, slow down ya progress and Self perpetuate in shape of trends And fashion , but now you've seen Through pure eyes, relationship of Give  take, see your path outlined Unobstructed by nonsense.. the Vast work was getting ta work,
Now it all falls into place you've Been shown gods grace and walk In your true place at your own Pace .... The blessing - - -

Yet
Upon return to tha village
Connections be hard pressed
And sure to fail times test
Ego's stubborn clash
Attempts require reason fast & Efficiently
Optimize ya souls growth rate,
Row control, take hold the oars Maneuver reaching past the karma Patrol

Breach out the cell solitary Confined of past it's a lesson Unattached
Used the isolation as fast from Social poison, too much noise and
Spam to clutter each sift thru, Makes the truth info
Gems so much more scarce , then Shattered casts let loose that fire, Peer at reality with a gods stare, Nothing else ever mattered
Connect find thru inner words Towards forward space line is Oriented away from the world's Ward
Whom chases awards is lost, Misguided and missed the gift,
Along route kept eyes on present The journey
We be the journal AND the Journalist,
This human experience ain't Eternal kid.,
Relax the clenched fists .... Follow The I, self, lord and master, you've Been ready, the guru king since Been in looking glass, ya asked its Been handed
Be the leader truth speaker im Reaching in and pressing that ON Button on your spirits speaker.. Small shift,
Hand ya the control ta change the Frequency
That's gems, priceless spiritual Riches, life's gifts,
Many whom do get ya open neva Hand ya the power , ya gave it ya Them ,  shit be societies illness,  It's  Inbred, written in the wiring, Ya Troubleshoot from within, Loops Be strange ,
Like Gödel, Escher & bach
Crash their heads system , ya ether Bends not breaks this current Planet experience is mostly take Take take
Rarely meet comrade spirits w no Shades see right into their Iris
See ya self in it and even then Appreciate it cause all this is short Lived... none be the permanent
This be it.
Word
Each moment's breath is the daily Bread. Dilate or compress ya time Sensor filter

Once again the daily bread is each Moments breath... exhale sleep Die, Breathe in be born again , Arise....

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