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Visual Djing Hippie Butterfly Interstellar travels to far and beyond glorious sunsets, pot of gold Rainbows. Electron pulsations and organ transonics keep moving. Flying in harmony to winds of change ooo ooh tantra all over me. Spiral limb linkage open my sixth circuit doorway. DNA conscious baby, give me your egg wisdom and unite with my sperm intelligence. Time is now for New colony cell divisions. Liquid gold. Aesthetic somatic NS. Aesthetic Linkage. Alchemy. Bioelectric masturbation. Self neurological imprinting. Metaprogramming. I´m spinning through an oceanic universe composed of neuro-electric vibrations. Robin Yeh |
Drugs are dangerous At times they´re right At times they´re wrong I say I want a world Where Escape is unnecessary He said Tune in turn on Drop out At times he did Some times he did I read that you have it all Inside all inside your brain drugs merely open doors The rooms already there I say I am afraid To visit countries unconquered To venture on Put footsteps In the virgin snow I say I am afraid afraid to step off The grand canyon And fall too far To ever come back You said "Don´t be afraid" "Get in the plane girl!" "Bring a parachute" "And drop out"... MD |
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I took a trip and fell back down upon the sky amber and brown I fell on clouds within my head and took a trip among the dead. I walked with those that I once loved but then I chose to rise above to ascend to you and find my place in the heavens before thy face. I took a trip that brought me back to this world this deadpool sack I came back down to feel your pain then went back up to trip again Matthew Apostolou |
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to......do....................... ..................and............ ....what......THIS TIME......... did......you............see .....................for..me?.......... alive..........where...........for.. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,only......... ,,,,,,hours........................... .....................Borrowed Oil...... ....................................... ....................................... .you TOOK...............IT......... .........you.........TOOK.......IT. ....................YOU...........too .............k................I........t ....................................... Now I(you) It (what ab ME out) Me who TOOK.............................IT ........................................ ...............leaves are turning.. ...............signs symbol-ing.... ...............a perfect ev........... ...............................er.... ..................................Y ... ........................t................... ...........................H.............. ................................I.......... ....................................n....... ........................................g.. But do YOu (i who) Am,,,,,,,,,,, Pay the cost of Oil thaT is BOrrowed O . I (i KNOW ) L? of whAT liTTle you i do .................................. ...............WE,(wee)..wheeeeeee eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee HAVE BORROWED OIL ______that ______we ______have to ______pay ______back... Xaipe |
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fear of death of fear of death Is it fear of death, Or the death of fear That troubles you? NO MATTER Your words are free. Here are your books... Christopher |
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The Myth of Starchild I am starchild, kissed by the sun, I search for moonbeam, embraced by the sea. When joined our spirit becomes life-dove and we will journey the universe in our chariot of truth. And the dolphins will dance on the whitecaps of the seas of life, And the cool winds will sing; "The Earth shall be free again, the chains of the subduing will be shattered and broken into the dust of the ´true evil´. And the cross-spiders will be no more. And the soul, And the music, Will be freed, Forever..... Goodbye, Timothy Good luck on your thousands year journey. Starchild |
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There once was a man named Tim Who wrote with a particular whim I followed his words and flew with the birds Now I´m on the corporate rim Paul hill |
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I have a six foot bong and a joint a mile long. So lets spark it up and smoke it down all along. We´ll share the peace pipe until our minds are ripe. there ain´t no reason to gripe. You bring the music and I´ll bring the song, we´ll all get along, for when your psyche is strong you can´t do no wrong Paul |
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our social ways in a dim haze hover over the land as we sit in thoughtful anticipation of the time our mind shall speak and when that thought so carefully pondered is transformed a thought of protection is desired should the right thing be said? to protect one´s self is but a natural reaction but when this careful thought is let out the one so carefully protected is left drowning in betrayal for to twist the thought or twist the truth is like pissing in the wind Dr Phlip |
the unborn child her heart was a knife in this evening sky shining through the clouds, the fruit is ripe, porcelain, laying stomach up on a single line with my feet against a lime stone wall Geoph nothing pitied nothing lost tried to find it just got tossed so damn simple so damn clean tried to fight it just got mean looking forward not behind tried to make it in a bind nothing matters or so it seems tried to break it lost my dreams in a place in between tried to hate it now I´ve seen not a test nor a hate tried to see eternal state nothing found nothings lost guess I´ll live in my past kerouak weave the waking world into a dream none can remember. Jinni |
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The world is just one consciousness thus resulting from the first person that took the first hit of any phsycidelic plant thousands of years ago. Each world, thought, emotion, is just a figment of our imagination. our only hope for survival, is to find out all the information we can about reality, and then change the variables, to create our own reality. about our selves and Jason Meadows The darkest light has shone on me and sung a song to rescue me- Late at night a single star has gone away, but never far- A life though short when thought in days was a life lived long in so many ways- He´s now in heaven looking down-his wonderful song is all around! Dave Touchton Hey what are all you people doing. I got a poem for you Lifes a bitch don´t ask me why just fuck the world and get high. Tyler |
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Whenever you lock a man away in the darkness for trying to see the light, he is watching. Whenever you turn your back on the value of another human, killing his soul in your mind, he is watching. But in the darkest parts, where you lock away the contradictions, Yes, he is watching, but that is not the great white fear. Someday, somewhere, beyond the rationalizations of your shadow self, someday, somewhere, when you finally see your soul, you will realize: you were watching too. Ryan Billings |
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john is just hangin steve is wangin britanny is so sweet the habit is hard to beat D´s got to eat this burger later. just me Me |
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There are thoughts a many, there are sensations I desire Steps I must follow, to make my knowledge higher What if socialization of our kind is not the right way If we thought different, followed ourselves instead of acting like we do every other day Would it be so hard to start another day charlie |
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