Life is a test in which we are all blessed,
no need to confess your own wrongs just take that knowledge along,
pack your bong full of your regrets
because in this life it's better to live and forget.
You don't need consent to repent.

My dialect is direct,
the lines I use connect,
reflecting the interdimensionalities
of quantitative psychologies.

PointZero.

Everything is now. All in this moment, this instant. Everything that will be and has ever been is now and only now, everlasting. Each thought initialized produces the action spoken, all at once in a motion.

ewryu54u

everything flows. where attention is placed energy goes, its type depends on its intent. there is a moral order in the universe but it is not up to something other than ourselves, or I. We are a collective consciousness preparing to unite and divide ourselves by the line of truth.

desolation

in my hands i hold
nothing that can be sold
i am old
i am cold
i am living in this hole
where noone ever goes
i am alone
i am a stone
im a rock and not a roll
i am this living mould

hollow by the game
living life until im sane
loving love cuz im insane
lighting liberty on this plane
growing to a godly mane
facing all this physical pain

why am i depressed why am i in stress
why am i a mess why am i lest

life is a song

life is a song; each I is an artist, singing themselves unto the universe lighting the path from fear, the unknown.

Life is a state of growing; Pain is only a state of mind in which we have created to better evolve ourselves as energy.


Emanating peculiar and synchronized vibrations, they are one with the breeze of manifestation.

A concrete manifestation

a turmoil mass exits last,
and with the new break of dawn
ceases it's own sin.

Life is tricky, can't you tell?

Creative obesity
Rots in the streets of these
Irregular casualties.

Singing profanities,
Screaming obscenities;
Falling away from free,
Trapped outside sanities.

Anything sells,
Everything smells,
The world's in a spell,
Life's tricky, can't you tell?

conceiving radicalities

i'm pregnant with radical possibilities;
am i a radical?
yes, no, maybe so...
electric awareness, stresses.
and as i lay down i begin to feel,
feeling all that is real.
contorting these woven dreams,
destroying those setting seams,
no longer lean and mean,
I am a thinking machine.

contrasting

only talking when they're wanting,
such memories are haunting,
never wanting to be talking
such memories are haunting

quantum ionization

polarized contraries
pick up pitch, harmoniously; spontaneously,
containing light-speed.

electrons sound,
no longer atom-bound,
setting 'round
posibility, exponentially.

A universe within a universe within a system of universalities

Nuclear reactions,
Microscopic contractions,
Particle-wave refractions.