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of the rectangle and around your body.
Inhale flows through the nose, fills the belly, then the chest - it stops in you for a moment ... Exhale slowly leaves
Direct your attention to breathing. Concentrate on how the air enters and exits. Enters and exits…
Appreciate how your body relaxes with each
to the areas of your body making contact with the chair, bed, or ground. Feel the weight of your body on this surface. How does your body feel? cwareness
a total of three explosions
On the planet, Mars
Between the hours of seven forty-five PM
And nine twenty PM Eastern Standard Time
The uhh, metal casing is
illness No more suffering. No more aging
Total eternity
No more illness No more suffering. No more aging
Enter the area of perfection
Transhumanism seems
In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs.
What is it that we sing then?
Our love of life is total, everything we do is
really sounding like bitches
They really think they got venom
Something 'bout apples and trees
That shit inside of they denim
On the surface they cool
I
Ensuring comfort, noticing the weight of the body evaporating, releasing and stretching out the areas which are in contact with the surface, trying to occupy
their spectrum results
Cause you don't wanna feel it anymore...
What's wrong?
You used to polish your surface
And look like brand new model
It's over, my
would drop for A jewel
Examine the body and hurry up Hobbies
Purposeful murmur, the bird is a Blurry
Nervousness warriors, hover the Surface
I ain't wanna
makes changes pitch according to
The area of your body
You touch your thighs and your groin
Generate a low hum –
The sound of my corpse releasing
Dead air
uncommunication. Laibach's musical approach is a
Move to the area of pure politization of sounds as a means of manipulating
The masses. When, in politically
burning
I'm too sick go call the nurses
I kill shit go grab the surgeon
They like boy I see you working
Nigga I barely scratched the surface
Ain't no
Do you think you can fool me?
Do you think you can lie to my face?
Do you think I believe you?
Well, what you tell me is a total waste
Do you
story that must be told
About two young brothers who got so much soul
They takin' total control, of the body and brain
Flyin'' high in the sky,
my purpose for livin'
Makes no difference to you
My total existence was for
Makin' a smiling move
They said that I'll live forever
But the moment he
story that must be told
About two young brothers who got so much soul
They takin' total control, of the body and brain
Flyin'' high in the sky,
The skin cracked
Limited in surface area
How's the juice in fruit stacked?
Turn half an angle craggy cliff with the clip
Half open half shut
Open air trapped
The eye is the lamp of the body
If your eyes are healthy
Your body will be full of light
But if your eyes are unhealthy
Your whole body will be full
Cass was the youngest and most
Beautiful of 5 sisters
Cass was the most beautiful girl in town
1/2 Indian with a supple and strange body
A snake-like
the details have remained
Unclear over the years ronald drove to the
Scene and found a crowd surrounding
His brother's body, which lay in the
Street,
hands in the air everybody, c'mon
Where them dogs at
[Verse One: Erick Sermon]
Hey yo, I'm immaculate, come through masculine
Wide-body frame,
hands in the air everybody, c'mon
Where them dogs at
[Verse One: Erick Sermon]
Hey yo, I'm immaculate, come through masculine
Wide-body frame,
interesting. So supposing we hit the body with a tremendous, whether it's ultra violet or just very powerful light. And I think you said that has hasn't been
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