from: BOOK OF EARNEST TEARS/TIMELESS JAZZ/CALLING THE DREAMS BLUFF/GHOST LOVE/REVIVAL THROBBING

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sworn. epicenter speed ruse illusional motion trajected omnidirectionally confluence of vibration the storm goes around the valley as fog is illumined teeming in the distance enriched lapping leaping with the backspin backdrop grenade in g bugle boy from the company of no key and every key (which one will unopen) a whiff of the nostalgia breeze thorn thorn swarm abnormal aptitude on the verge of talk like chirping berserking mood eloquent tantrum tantra effects anything in radius rewind slur sputter shiver gitter warped adventures of streams of consciousness dirges dirty purging surging bulging version version threshold reload a combination of sloppy and pristine if you pay attention you’ll notice the change of seens/scenes until you drop your worldly ego you’ll never see who am i to remove a curse i am also accursed to this earth not an african or an american failing to assemble kindred syncopators i’ve partly renounced my ego with an emotion beyond love if every instrument keeps the boat afloat all of us lead this vessel to a place we envision advanced and old fashioned futuristic retrogression timeless cat naps if only during day we had access to those scapes blinked through linked to we haven’t the son of man to baptize us I can guide you without outranking anyone in skill or experience I know where it was and where it went and what will happen to music if it does not transcend to a threshold beyond music into a living way a representation through action reflected in all modes of recreational civilization if we who have a heart do not start showin and provin who will ain’t trynna oust any official person from their world when you tap into the spirit that world does not apply you could dream it away I don’t know how to do that yet I can escape a fixed state or two or wake up in a dream several times some part of me panics stranded in this view I do not remember stepping into or was it a relived episode have I a clone above do I even live here am I incubating inside a satellite projecting my illusional body; this training course. I do not know how to be born into a world that lasted forever in a flicker pain pleasure sensations controlled has a day ever ended night turning into morning does not lead into another day I cannot keep track of my selves they turn obliviously brand new after all that practice they are self aware in a figured out dream then the characters blow their roles too even the dead some of us have collective genetics of the first self that forced their self to forget the secret but something inside cannot believe the kingdom of any god appears as…. In words. I do not call anyone by their definition but my consciousness reverts why shouldn’t my self not listen to any version of the self all I can see is the root have you ever been confident in your chauffeur never getting into an accident so I think that which fashioned imperishable being wouldn’t evaporate a life force. From this self I proclaim I cannot believe there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth it’s hard to judge even the most evil when I see any creation as unblame-able for how they were created like exempt from a reward of a eternity location where there shall be no night draws nigh an urge inside still gives me faith that whenever this is over the memory of it ever happening vanishes awoken into a perfectly vast dreamscape appear a peer a pair is this a launchpad a dial tone for communication with the cosmic emissary’s masters through your subconscious that’s the only place you can make an appointment with… locate re-incarnate-germination transmortal matter have you still a self or a indebted victim of your last self

from: BOOK OF EARNEST TEARS/TIMELESS JAZZ/CALLING THE DREAMS BLUFF/GHOST LOVE/REVIVAL THROBBING

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