The depths of the sea; glowing SWIMming 'til lungs burst Hidden; too precious to speak of I drift in blue currents... ¤ø¸„ø¤º°¨¨°º¤ø¸„ø¤º°¨¨°º¤ø¸„ø¤º¨
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In the wake of a churning dark fractal snake thing that thought it had won, No, the electromagnetic heart beats generate The Love, refueling with millegrams of the endogenous neurotransmitter, receding the minority with an oscillation
as it approached a red balance all we could do was spread these words, the light that shines behind the paradoxes that await anyone
who seeks what lies on the other side of this that intertwines who wants to know will not, and will
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In a field of balding marble Where the medicine awaits, The hourglass pokes at The ribs of my cage.
-TMV, Soothsayer
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how nice that there is this other octave to reality where I can sit here like a soft statue yet somewhere, something, is dancing
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The edge of the void. It gives you only what you need to see. Colorful life is always hemmed; why plant fields of concrete over grass? ¤ø¸„ø¤º°¨¨°º¤ø¸„ø¤º°¨¨°º¤ø¸„ø¤º¨
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The room you come back to is never ever the same one that you left
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I saw a break in time And followed the tangent to its utter destruction Rewound back to the beginning With a profound knowledge of the end We are... We are like that sentence. We are not finished.
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waiting in paralytic stonage pressure ascends to mmmmMMMM-eye-nd with technicolor hand in head she rips the snake out the crown
<Ringworm>hehehe, it's all fun and games till someone loses an "I"
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Windy violens twist a fibonacci serpentine coil around her arm, and occasionally drops burning their way through
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dizzy dissolve problem solved land. We are... We are like that sentence. We are not finished.
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To me the light is the way forward
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Rather then a secret to pull, lay a transparent jewel, form of adorned ornate lattice, holders palm smooth from callous.
Open and free, the beams emanate to, us whom is we- and glisten all anew.
No marrow displaced, and leather recursively laced, a movement within another, this one, it must be - Brother.
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Sonorous fractal manifestations birthing golden vibrations, that echo through folds of time, ferry my soul closer to God Sonorous fractal manifestastions, birthing golden vibrations, that echo through folds of space & time, ferry my soul closer to God
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Falling through a tunnel of tears burning their way into insufflated eternties metabolize lifetimes
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A wizard once taught me a trick That made all the elves randy He whipped his magical member out And urinated candy "I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it."
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I dropped my interstellar vehicle Into my bottomless pocket Now I'll be reaching for eternity Trying to grab that little spice rocket. "I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it."
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Soon they will need to use hyperspace to finish their equations
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The girl of my dreams Unfolded from seams Opened by the deemz And the consciousness stream We are... We are like that sentence. We are not finished.
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all eyes connected, spacetime is irrelevent, neural harmonics randomized, chemical infinite logged.
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