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It don’t matter 

If it’s day or night 

At this point 

Its all light 

Right says the 

Clever Scorpio 

As we bounce 

In the nowhereness 

Of minding

The time machine 

Let’s dance

While the music’s on

And it goes 

It goes 

It goes 

Hopefully flows 

But surely glows 

And we say 

Right right right 

Till the time stops 

While the rhythm hops 

Elevator 

To the time machine 

Drugs 

You may think of course 

It’s 4th floor 

We’ve been waiting for 

My heart won’t listen 

Says the radio 

And boom boom collide 

Saturn flight 

The rise and fall

Are part of continuum,

And you’re only human.

This illusion

Sugarcoated in a dream 

American prison 

LAX took my home 

Jonny Walker 

Shook my hand 

Morrison Hotel 

Knocked on my door 

It’s 21 frets 

Like the fool’s journey  

Up and down 

The tree of life 

 

There are words 

Beyond words 

With sacred chords

The soul beholds 

 

We try 

We cry 

Trial is a liar 

Eating fire 

 

We pray 

Then we dare 

The signs we relay 

Often don’t pair 

 

Oh mighty one 

Reveal at dawn

Touch the spine 

and show us the sign 

The diamonds I pursued to the moon they cried 

The mountain was buried deep beneath mind 

Thoughts ramble as the river 

I’d choose energy to synergy 

The wind soothes my wounds 

The sun repairs my ruins 

I’ll put myself in your shoes

But I won’t play the Fool…

You’ll hand me the keys

Either way..

Anyhow!

Delay is an echo, 

Destiny loves me..

Infinitely…

 

Whether you’re an artist

Or you try to con me, 

You won’t convince me 

To your conspiracy…

In this EclectiCity 

Compromise is a mere pitty…

 

“So let us stop talking falsely now!”

Time is a virtue 

I don’t have much to pursue… 

Dream is my sanctuary 

In a life of extraordinary. 

Thousand and one days on this Journey ,

I don’t have a theory, 

A hypothesis merely… 

 

Love is like a rose

Never been afraid to overdose…

I ramble in prose

In search for a reason,

Rhyme and rhythm come with a season…

And if it’s a treason

You’ve set me on 

I’ll be risen in horizon 

Her eyes on…

My flash…

And bone…

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