written for a thursday in the city


welcome to a new dawning
a moment in time that extends into the consciousness forever
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these are the glorious days
sweet as melons
this now is the future
strong as thunder
cool as the kitty blog you stalk on tumblr
actually rewind …. way cooler than that
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i invite you now to close your eyes
give yourself a moment to tune into the sound
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now that you have arrived
feel your body
the sound of your body 
the lightness of hair
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the chair 
the floor
the air
the other
another
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feel the meridian 
the gas mixture of space where you cease to be
now feel the tension
the separation
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now kill it
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release yourself from the disconnection
chew up your panties
embark into the oneness
throw in your anties
as you go on transforming
feel the vibration
the faithless moaning 
of your atoms fucking the entire universe
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now that you feel it between your legs
open your eyes
you don't need to be drunk to meet your standards
this an invitation to a big mind open
this an invitation to transcend the banter
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i am leaving impressions
giving you something to change the sound of your body
fractal your conciousness
devour your ego
transform the para to meta and back again
in sessions
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do not attempt to understand what you are hearing
instead, focus on the vibration
all things are connected
feel where your body connects to the other
your hair the frequency 
light your legs
vibrations your innards
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welcome to a new dawning
strong as thunder
cool as color
energy transcends the ceiling you're under
all of it moves through us leaving impressions
energy movement
vibrational movement 
atomically correct in our separation from movement
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the sound overlaying our own illusions
the faithless moaning
solidifying this world 
drunk to meet your standards
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release yourself from the disconnection
transcending the physical boundaries
that we call life
give yourself a moment to tune into the sound
the moment i wrote this 
the moment now when i present it to you
the now
atomically correct
the ghost of mediocrity has succumb to the falattiating lips of angels
aerobic mind and body teasing
all of it moves through us leaving impressions
but let us not digress
let us be vibrant
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the moon is a waning crescent
atomically correct
for the end of a week of one trillion 
16 trillion in cups of platinum
in which gold is not as valued as grass
or the bible
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the writing is between your legs now
those tired basic things connected to pieces of energy
your ears correct 
your beer an email
in which meat suppression is a little energy land of milk
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listen
do you hear it
memory and sound a sensation
feel the meridian 
the splitting of fissures through syncopated dares
give me that chance and I will love you and hold you
carving from your black hole eyes
a cheap summer breeze in my mind of everywhere 
dreams meeting the lips to rest in a pool of chewed up panties
the moon is a waning crescent
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we cannot invite you
for the glory days
your legs and your ears 
everything right now is the president
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once you enter the connection operation
and then you enter the girls that cum after me
the other games can change your mind
your standards 
the factory consciousness
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understand what you understand 
but do not attempt what you are hearing
the veil is thin
the veil is open
transform into terra and then into a kitten
into grass and the bible 
beating and fucking
drunk as a fast my love
you continue transforming para to meadow 
a stream of aerobic mind and body 
feel the reunion
the releasing 
the pounding 
fucking your ears 
beating your eyes
adorned in the fallatiating lips of angels
I'm leaving impressions
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I leave me standing in a pool of chewed up panties 
giving you something to change the sound of your body
the body next to yours
the ours 
the we
seeing in taste and 
hearing in numbers
atoms fucking the universe
and you know right now everything is the president
the bible 
your black hole eyes
and the grass beneath the cheap summer breeze
forget our meeting
focus on the vibration of things
the connected frequency
i present it to you now 
anatomically correct 
in a subpoena for a big mind and body teasing
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forget our meeting
i am meeting my phone at 9
our pleasure is a sin biosis
a taste of honey suckle wanting to do the trash long term
a moment in time that extends into the consciousness forever
glory days 
sweet melon strongest under clothes 
the kitty love you stuck on tumbler 
the first morning of your factory consciousness
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the faithless moaning of your atoms fucking the entire universe