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Sometimes it feels like all the people in the world are standing right on top of my chest
Atropos strained with noble threads, they aim to take away my breath
Feel like I cannot breathe as I grow my leaves and branch out now in disbelief
Like all that talk back in school while growing up could make me see
They said you’re supposed to dream, supposed to believe
Just follow your heart to be what you must be
Passing that threshold while my age degrades me from my youthful bended knees
I guess I'm just naive
I chose to listen to their motivation and perceive, so now it's time to break free
These chains have become all broken, gnarled, finally it’s been spoken
Along the wind that I can change and play again with brand new tokens?
I am Zalenka! Trapped along a timeline, lost within its notion
That I am never turning back, the sun drops low, and then the sky turns black
A fire billows with a pluming trail of smoke that I can see and track
I guess I'm never going back
Welcome to the castle, I hope you’re here to battle
As it's been years without a hassle, and I am bored with kicking gravel
There is no horse to saddle, nowhere for you to go
Stuck in the Muse's creative noose medieval styles hear me flow
Tell me then when was the last time you stopped to think awhile
It's been years for me, my child as I'm lost it seems, here alone in exile
This is now my home and my soul
My castle is only reached by quantum time travel or so I'm told
The horizon holds a silhouette that opens up a perfect path, no that’s not a certain fact
Now approaching, it is a castle ancient looking and torn right from the past
A smile cracks, I'm taken back aghast by the distant sounding blast
Sighting light and electrical current this palace has amassed
Enough to evade, evaporate my timeless phase-like vision from a mere mile away
I rushed within gates to rearrange my fates
As the only God is Death as it closes in to sway me but I turn to him and say, not today
So I'm still here making ways to create, think, evolve in any way Followed a trail that can still be seen
No, don't lie to me just please, please repeat after me... I am the epiphany that you all seek!
I'm not sure how I arrived to be honest after enjoying this for long now I feel these memories the fondest
Now with free time I ponder questions like why
Was I brought here alive to show the inner workings of my head and its many sides?
Through gray and jaded mirrors smeared images appear of the changing tides
Down here is where my fear is hidden deep inside the dungeon to reside so I can be myself this time
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Laughter
03:00
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Negotiate the rise and shine line that were traversing
I am blind as I grind down my mind without reversing
Could it be worse than all of this mysterious conversing?
With some strange, anonymous missing persons
I’m afraid that I am lost; shadows of the past could not reveal the cost
Of the next ten years of tragic loss, and random thoughts
Too late to take the snapshots for it has now gone sometimes even happiness rots
Should I stand tall to wreck it then?
Or reconcile disagreement while these minor fenders bend
I’m sure once or twice I have hit send of a new mix, of a new trend
The audience defends while I shudder my eyes with pre-tense
Looking now away in a desperate attempt to pretend
Pretend that it’s all alright, while I rip things off the shelf
I could use a little help. . .
Grabbing the stool myself, protecting my own health
Addicted to the release of my inner self
The release of minor details and petty fluids sent to accrue, like flood gates from a womb
I don’t believe in doom but if it were ever true, this is where my life would flee the worldly view
Perspective renewed as I become surrounded by laughter
I fell off the map then returned to the living with the rapture
All knowledge seems to slowly melt away before our hands are even cupped to capture
I've wrestled raptors in my head while they sleep to pass it off as being dead
Awaken terror, all the while tangled with the tempting thoughts of dread
Return to bed or plain unconsciousness instead
Let’s laugh and let loose, leaving listeners with a little luck
To adhere to the standards except policies are old as fuck
So I slashed the prices, then slashed the nicest tires on the bandwagon and the trucks
I’m afraid that I am lost; shadows of the past could not reveal the cost
Of the next ten years of tragic loss, and random thoughts
Too late to take the snapshots for it has now gone sometimes even happiness rots
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Wishing it would Happen
02:44
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It’s time to ease the tension, relax and feel ascension
Time for new connections, I barely passed inspection
The mystery of gravity's suspension confining old deceptions
Misdirecting my attention toward the inner working of some past inventions
This is my move and you’re testing my intentions
Now that you’re done I forgot to mention I’m from the fifth dimension
Wishing it would happen, trying to make it happen, wishing it would happen, I’m going to make it happen
Oh man! Is it ever gonna happen?
Wishing it would happen, trying to make it happen, wishing it would happen, I’m going to make it happen
The past is done as atlas shrugged (Ugh-Male)
Neurons faint to flood bursting out with blood
The vessel of the eye in which I gazed up high
Towards the sky with my hands reaching for the light
I questioned why? Is it only at night, when the time feels so right?
I don’t mind religion except for the zealots who remain so jealous
Demeaning all the masses, so I ask for this to be kept on the ‘hush, hush’
Now I manage systems regulated, undertaken
See a future diseased, plagued, dead n’ forsaken
Sands of time run over and spilled forth
Now I will seal the sentence and hold it hostage in remembrance
Pressing play to select and then I slay the senseless
Battling Mensa’s crafting vocal lenses
Amplifying all their senses, my words they rectify
Perspectives divine frequencies acquired, alive
Filter set to pass high, honing onto third eyes
Blind they remain to the hidden might so I try to fight the inside
But I still die, divide, and then decide to refine my style and define my wild side
Progress and never looking behind no regrets and never pressing rewind
Hoping to concoct the toxic logic surged for your sockets of speculation
Realization to a foresight of the past’s invitation
Provoking thoughts fast
Sparking a demand that will last
Put my foot down, as I hit the gas
Inside this theoretical vehicle
I’m upgraded and seatable
Ram up in my brain? That is so unbelievable
Still inconceivable
Follow now and sit with wonder as I draw surrounding thunder
From the tips of my hands see the sound waves rumble and slam
See the sound waves rumble and slam
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I'd Rather Be
02:28
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I am irreplaceable, I am egotistical, yet I am still a fool who is prone to ridicule
I lost it all with ill attempts and made it out with no regrets because I know that I am not perfect
I was built to spill, for my consciousness has seldom ever been thrilled
I must fulfill my part trying to accomplish it all before we even start belief is just an art
While simple observations could still keep you smart
May I take some time to dissect your every other breathe
I sense the minor threats but I am me within this set my muse let free
So make believe and imagine creativity conceived
No reason to keep this all to me now everyone has a chance to see
That I would sometimes oh I would sometimes rather be
I’d rather be an astronaut walking on some distant moons
Using hyper speed to thrust me forward like a sonic boom
I’d rather be an architect of new perceptions redirecting towards reception of the questioning threat
I’d rather be a lonely cloud up in the sky, without a single notion of the questions why
I’d rather be a famous man known to fight for where he stands re-examine all of life
Restart and rewrite the master plan rid myself materials and what I do not need it was wall I had
Still prone to ridicule, owning to just one rule never try to seem to cool
I prove to fool the fool’s; I made it out with ill attempts without a sign of my regrets
But I am still not perfect
I was built to spill, for my consciousness has seldom ever been thrilled
I must fulfill my part trying to accomplish it all before we even start belief is just an art
While simple observations could still keep you smart
I’d rather be an astronaut walking on some distant moons
Using hyper speed to thrust me forward like a sonic boom
I’d rather be an architect of new perceptions redirecting towards reception of the questioning threat
I’d rather be a lonely cloud up in the sky, without a single notion of the questions why
I’d rather be a famous man known to fight for where he stands re-examine all of life
Restart and rewrite the master plan rid myself materials and what I do not need it was wall I had
I would sometimes rather be, oh yes I know sometimes I’d rather be
I’d rather be a superhero tackling all of human knowledge
Built upon the mount of Zion redefining all that’s come
I think we all would sometimes rather be…
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This is Survival
02:08
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Everybody stop with the hands up towards the sky,
The next castle jump is coming up and I need them down to your side
Please oh please don't make me give out high fives
Socially awkward never refined I could never, ever, ever, ever no ever tell a lie
You there! Focus closely on my eyes as I rhyme the next line
Listen up! Live out your life your own way or you'll regret it when you die
I swore it to my children that I'd never take a dive
No matter what dimension or when in time I will survive
Take a break; take five for yourself jive turkey
Then strive to ride the wave your goals pushed out in wake of what you decide
It’s mine its mine! This cancerous credit limit is still alive!
I will survive. I cut my own life thread forget divine
I will confide. The shell I rid but once did live within and hide
I will revise. Habits that are forming right before my eyes
One last surprise, new found love, how was this world devised?
I will survive
Throwing tantrum fits of rage; who cut in line?
Zealous little fellows nearing my moats and meadows in attempts to the flood my sight
While drinking wine I curiously ponder why the duo didn’t come disguised
But I knew the answer would likely be a lie so I sat wide awake with Aldous, this grey alien at my side
Sat awake all that night hoping to climb inside their minds, their nightmare(ish) ironic lives
So excited were we to find these two in this dimension tonight
A far gone reality that this crime of passion of extracting their wisdom and might just may suffice
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InDee (prod. Zambo)
02:33
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Domain is based on dictated diffraction's
Acidic compositions derailing all infractions
Dedicated to the use of dreamy dented beats
Enticing your body from head down to your feet
Don’t dilly dally because it’s done now complete
Ideas delicious freezing at two degrees, dusty dungeons and concrete
Determined to repeat my energy, and then deplete
Calling back my mind for a tactical retreat
God damn I have delegated all supplies of dope for me
What a deal, a good decision don’t you see?
That I have to dictate the dos & don’ts to stay free
Delayed the response time
Diluted my reactions
Diligently driving a demented brain mad
Depressing anecdotes that derive
From a deprived mind
Doomsday perspectives daunting and daring
My every other step is steering towards the demonic snaring
You must not situate just yet
Dissection of the next dice roll
Might discover the devil delicately dancing with a tadpole
Prepare the documents doctor!
Divert all dither methods and release destructive thoughts like
“Ideas can never die, they never divide”
Disappointment disappearing as all of this is distinctly misunderstood
Ideas degrade not,
Diverging with immortal declare
Although, I cannot decline
The derelict things that never die
Delayed the response time,
Diluted my reactions, take action
Deploying hordes of demi-gods of each and every type
To detain the desired deviant detachment
Diminished diphthongs, becoming extinct like dinosaurs
Now hear me roar!
Dignified as solid digital digest
A difficult diet yes, but this dimension of disembodied departments
Still disconnects with me
Letting disbelief get discretely rewarded
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Feel a little less anxious, praying towards the sky just to thank this
Local comic shop that’s provided bliss, stash in my hand
Nervous for The Wake with pressed lips take me in like I'm Todd the ugliest kid
Reaching out to be rescued, refreshed and I'm renewed by a six-gun gorilla
Sipping off of Thor’s Hammer, one, two, three, give me four shots
With caramel but no vanilla
Daily visitor, I supply them with my 'scrylla'
Racing with intent passed shitty time 'filla's'
Looking for some Hickman but that's not a deal 'killa'
So I practice Zen from the start, walk in open-minded with my heart
I Love the comic shop vibe more than any Internet cart
Playing loose with my money like I’m living in cartoons
No stress 'cause I'm not big enough to get sued
For pasted samples that I’ve used
‘Cause my mind runs across many random thoughts
Sipping coffee while I’m reading down here at the comic shop
My mind runs across many random thoughts
Jamming tunes while I’m getting down here at the comic shop
They say the diagnosis of my rhymes is scoliosis
A silly analogy I know this sounds atrocious
But I see around the bend to my bones eventual osteoporosis and brains comatose, hypnosis
Roll around like back in high school with a blade as my tool
Not allergic to rules, I have no need to be cool
This gun is just absent of intimate up-close and personal fun
Locke and Key gets the best of me, sets me free and now I’m unlocked
Disgusted with statistics ‘cause we know that you’ll watch
Graphics, bloody, violent and smut
Prefer these pages over any device the reader world puts up!
Final battle right jab, left hook now duck
Manhattan Projects has arrived, hurry hide away your time
Reveal to me, alternating Feynman’s and Einstein’s
Across dimensional lines
Sedated and secured reading comic after comic after comic, I swear it’s not absurd
I try to leave this shop but I watch the clock slouching with my vision all blurred, I suddenly stop
Hunched over its dispersed, so I write a spur of the moment verse to rattle free this curse
By this design I am sure to pervert
Here, I'll read my rhymes in reverse
"Made its hand imaginations by and, laid I maze the traverse"
Comics let me see so clear, the debt for them is near
For now though I'll just get ghosted, bending minds until I’m fully toasted
Born of fire, I am a phoenix, now burnt and roasted
Born of ice, hosting all emotions deep inside the oceans
I can see the notions hidden secrets deep within my potions
So I’m taking bets your lungs have stopped mid-motion
Zalenka! You scream, or at least that’s what I was hoping
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I’m sick and tired of writing in the same old riddled puzzle
I’m trying to change the way I perceive, sustain, and release
Then move around the puddle
I’m sent off into the void mirror to mirror with cosmic beings, feeling so subtle
Awaiting this pre-natal, fatal appeals process to have a rebuttal
I find it tantalizing the ways their thoughts are mesmerizing
Hypnotized our minds were realizing all along we’d feel it synthesizing
Astounding sounding off of the new distant strings
Utilizing questions on unifying while they’re forced in relying
On our kind surviving
All the actions with new fractions pertaining to the rebuilt contraptions
You know your lacking, in the upgrades downgraded in all the hacking
Let’s make it happen, that vice is tapping all your reactions and now its starts lapsing
Back to the snapping of entrapment, connected and drained
The energies needed to retrieve, the energies needed to believe
In the one contorted being whose signals we are receiving
Sanction of the omnipotent one, the universes sun, matter is charged and is now susceptible to none
Redefined reactions rear their rigorous masks
The rank themselves from the ravenous effects of their torture
Red light districts of your brain ignite, where before they were useless
Rendering their remains completely ruthless as another toothless promise of imaginations nectar
Analyzing a new sector of our souls in which we’ve ventured
While eyes reflect her, memories fall short, so use the brains projector
The future of the unknown, a beast that we have never known,
It feels deceased; it may be a feast for the extinct relations released
A brand new species, where none conceive these
Imagery and astral’s, smearing their way across the pavement
They’re trying they’re trying they’re trying to make it out,
Blurring, blurring, blurring the perspectives of insights
Now found it specializing in ways all thoughts are clipped and whining
Ionized our eyes were crystallizing all along they’d hear the sounds reassigning
Be wild with bewilderment
I find it tantalizing the ways their thoughts are mesmerizing
Hypnotized our minds were realizing all along we’d feel it synthesizing
Astounding sounding off of the new distant strings
Utilizing questions on unifying while they’re forced into relying
On our own kinds surviving, forced into relying on our own kinds surviving
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There is blood on my hands as I dig through the sands of someone’s ancestral homeland
Pillaging resources in the earth for unearthly gain is some big man’s work, man
Stained caves and war painted faces take a stand without a battle plan
Just a tunnel to shake a rattle at our cattle wreaking havoc in the street
But please do not panic as manic people gather for water pouring out onto their feet,
In spite of what’s to eat treat our own like the weak
As we tear carbon heart from Gaea without a blink
We toil soil and think of getting through the dirty stink
A long while since we cashed out with heaps in such a style
Handfuls of perpetuation stacked up to our lips; LET’S GET WILD
Where in the world do diamonds come from? What is their elemental origin?
Where in the world do diamonds come from? Where the fuck can I find some?
I want to find some soon before I get too old
I'll gather all the loot the of course exchange for gold, and I'm bold enough to say
I'd hone my sights on the globe and then conquer all of my foes
Or maybe I'll just hold them close, hold them dearly in my arms while they grow so cold
So I may sneak within the confines of their tissue and bone
Getting a petty glimpse of their souls
Deep inside the mines of life I traverse alone without anyone this night
Never safe or sound I take stride through strife carrying canaries cause the scary effect
Of methane could bury me underneath a pile of ruble
Such fury lets exit immediately do not risk it for the glory of a buck
Reaching for a handful of De Beers, divine luck
The finite controls the mortal, but a diamond is forever with infinity playing a giant part
However I have cracks rotting my teeth to start
Exposing their connection running down to my heart
I can barely spar but I will go fucking hard if I get pushed too far
And spark some wisdom as you depart
So you think outside the jar, origin story for every diamond among the stars
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Off-Track
02:10
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Walking currently to staggered cadence
Fading distantly out of my hearing
I await those few in-time notes and that beat to up the way light the way
Spark up, and kick start random thoughts, all the filters now gone array
Aware of everything around me, but nothing to show for gain
My sound waves echo gently in tune with my ear drums
Massaging and caressing all the minute cilia
That is now grown into invisible waves
So tiny in stature all the effects contained and captured
Why then is there a need for rapture
As our evolution moves faster
I’m like a tip toeing bastard, always flying solo
Forever and ever I’ll never serve a master
Annoying and exciting
To be a part of all this, even just for one moment...
It was gone in a blink of an eye you could say
All perceptions being swayed as another ten acres is left in dismay
For the wind destroys their stock
Pulling left and right to rock
Completely silent, I sit and listen to the world talk
Steering clear of the mundane and the rest of the flock
Delivering decoded messages, encoded with the past illusions of motion
The brain is a supreme receiver and the mind devours all things without notion
So long, a short moment and still can't grasp this reason,
Watch relativity as it spins into itself again and again
Each and every one of us was born with free will, so go out and fucking use it.
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Paths
03:42
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We cannot be the only ones left?
Contribution to the age while we open up our chests
Revealing inner zest while the personality found within us is put to the test
Average at best, we are ripping off our life vests for that needed dissipation of stress
It’s time to venture out of the nest, floating above the rest of this mess that you made
Our path now garbled and smashed, it’s smashed
So we must carve with modern marvels & marbled masks to reflect our own inner wrath
Listen to Zalenka speak of technologic toxic tentacles
Tend to sway towards the ascended ancient’s ritual
Mere distinction that you’re not spiritual, it’s in this lyrical
That morality fades, revealing the secret laziness related to your ways
United we used to play each note each string as if we all could breathe
In perfect syncopation & surgical precision making metronome incisions of the pieces provided
As one we began to master the art of compressions and rarefactions
All the air molecules around us slowly became aware of our every will
Catering to our every demand, ignorant of any notions or proposals to take a stand
The wind picked up speed it was yearning to take the upper hand
So we conjured it all so fast and now it’s gone and in our past
Yet the last of us press forward: still strong and steadfast
Look at this path, it’s now garbled and smashed
Were here to carve with modern marvels and marbled masks
Look at this path, it’s now garbled and smashed
Were here to carve with modern marvels and marbled masks
Blueprints in languages reiterated by time and through our minds
Languages known only to one…or none
Always just needed a way out
Outside the slings of what inner circles bring
Take it out of the box, breaking the locks on all ideas, now take a bow
For the correct codes and all correct nodes in every corner of our little itty bitty universe
Look at this path it’s now garbled and smashed
Were here to carve with modern marvels & marbled masks
United we play each note each string as if we all could breathe
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12. |
Silly Sound of Sibilance
02:44
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I’m sedated and sincerely syncopated
A sidekick to every solitary sign that these symbols inside us are leaving syllables behind us
Sadly, the sounded out silence succeeds in sowing a signal of savory severity
So I sign this sermon of enticement and secure seven some odd years of cycled ciphers
Getting down with the silly sound of sibilance, that sibilance, that sibilance
Hear the clasp of the hi hat; tsst tsst, no turning back
Oh yes, this sibilance
Go to town with the sweet sound of sibilance, that sibilance, that sibilance
Hear the clasp of the hi hat; tsst tsst, no turning back
Oh yes, this sibilance
Silly secrets, you cannot slither on in safety
Slang for a slave gamer unless savagery is simplified to a synonym for sorry
The second solution will use the systems suggestion for a plan to sabotage
The singled out saboteur, slick sawed off
Spectacles personified as a solid sculpture
Without the senses or a sculptor
Now listen closer and then slide it around
Cause this side turns frowns upside down
To save the face as our new lace creates a space to stop the race
Slow the sands that seldom soar now southward
Watch the shadows burn… Earth shakers can now return
Submit and surrender to this sentient story, its shivering synthesis for glory
Set it off and let it seep until synapses fill and spill with fits of cysts, yet still insists
That these small incisions are consciously scolding each and every little twist
Surely in snide reference to the sole shift survived by a self-sustained entrance
Doors to the pre-Socratic under scores, sunken ships where the Eastern winds have swirled
Encircling the century in search of unseen swords to enslave our sadistic world
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13. |
Gremlins in My Head
03:36
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Coming at me like Jiminy Cricket
Sitting on my shoulders whispering all of the right decisions
Except my own desires' flow just like spigot spouting more sadistic, inglorious life revisions
Where have I stumbled while I walk around with blurry vision?
I thought I made it home sweet home and back to simple living
But this is not my home; this is a dream, a top-secret-undercover-independent-hip-hop mission
Bringing it back to life, zombie status revived and now it’s brought out of remission
Stop assuming that the world is blowing out some kisses
Pleased to announce and pursue vastly spoken word themes and acquired wishes
Doing the dirty work and all the nasty dishes
As I'm watching others fatten up their britches in their made up little niches
The time is now for me to add my own stitches, hoping to make a paycheck for the kids and misses
To me I'm only 27 but for most my life goals will just simply seem dismissive
Where has every body’s conscience gone too?
No matter how I choose to view it, it’s voodoo causing
Gremlins in my head, Gremlins in my head, Gremlins in my head
Choose my own path until my body's dead
Keep my heart like solid gold, as I sink into my bed with
Gremlins in my head, Gremlins in my head, Gremlins in my head
Without even telling me what to do
That little glare has me realizing which path to choose
Letting my heart get the best of me, guiding through and through getting closer on this roller coaster called truth
Breaking up the hesitant right before my eyes into a million shards
Don't let anyone control your life just live it large and deal your own cards
I found that the secret to be successful and to get far
Never stop achieving, and always take charge; cause if it were easy every other person on the planet
Would be reaching up to strip the space of all the stars
It’s been so hard throughout my life to get a handle on these little gremlins lighting candles in my ears
Growing up I always feared the moral crossroads
That I knew I would traverse in later years
To me a perfect game plan, it seems so bland so take the choice away I'll say cheers man
Since you’re up there let’s talk philosophy
And banter and tantrum riddles brain matter
Staggering along with the constant 50/50 clatter
As if Soren himself was here to answer
And throw us out a bone for our teeth to chatter on alone
Disgusted with how far I have not grown
And there's no one else to own up
To the path that I have sown
No whispering of my future were ever known
My perspectives gnarled now and I see my covers blown,
Hide the reason hide my phone
For those stories in my youth they make me proud
So I will shout it out loud
Hoping with some doubt to get a handle on this constant mental bout
Time to grow up for myself and be a better person
Try and ani-morph into the Chris large that no one had ever heard of
Just be yourself man and drop the act man
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14. |
Instigation
03:52
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New cycles begin with post-it notes and a few feet of this rope
We are all addicted to her dope and its inspiration although it’s unknown
That she barely excites us with her presences, for she is hardly shown
I want to dance the night away with her; reaping any benefits sown
So I use my words to conjure ancient history within a blur
She remains a mystery, kept deep inside my dreams for sure
But for her to stir up all the time lines that exist in in our eyes
Watching us all fall down, only to lift us up again as our only guide
You attempt to grab her by the throat to choke the secrets out
For glories sake, what a waste of time to try and make her scream and shout
Without a doubt this is the wrong way, this is unfair play
Right now she’s in season, I know its treason but she’ll never stay
I’m begging to feel a reason, to feel the way that she sways
For she still portraits a life once lost, now fell of the page
Searching for your golden age, lifetime riddled with angst and rage
While she traps us all within her theoretical cage
Formless from designs intention, I format her into the female form
Yet, these ideas remain a standard conception among the norm
It’s a complicated situation to confront and command her storm
Because she does not choose you, you must be born outside her scorn
Her bodies worn, mangled rough, now feigns to mourn
And when she leaves she always takes the torn
Decipher the riddle and ask if we’re here to fight among this plight
Because on this night she will deplete you faster than the speed of light
Each of her words and whispers if slowly drawn out,
Will leave your brain blistering, and closer to answers for all things
We’re calculating infinity with our current connectivity
So sensibly, we bypass our bodies grasp to obtain her very first glance
Gentle and eager, simple in stance
No way to tell you how long this all could last
Inside us all are inner demons combined with electron legions
Swirling amassing lesions in the center of my soul **Use Echo On ‘Soul’
Now we may accept to create or to turn and face the music
Either way you choose it; Motivation or instigation; Imagination or concentration; Infatuation or saturation
Suddenly rigged for detonation so I relax my hand for separation, destined for this path, this is my life’s direction
Spark flash of light; brightly bursting and thirsting for sight
My eyes adjust I can see through the dark, and I am now equipped
To search and find my mark
Finally! The muse has arrived to help me start
Creative focus that is more correct, shapes and symbols now add up
Pictures become coherent as I’m hoping to move forward with a little luck
Provided all through time, for artists that are destined not to suck
Without her inspiration you’re just plain stuck
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Velocity; sudden changes to my little pieces
Particles built out of nothing, perhaps, congruent to my thesis
My speed increases, yet relative, as my weightlessness decreases
Dimensions & hidden folds, but where are all the creases?
Wandering with wonder I free fall, forgot my glasses
Pushed out far away towards nebulae, the void and giant masses
Infinite supply of nothing so we breathe galactic gasses…And as I pass this
I recall the many facets of precise tactics
At first I panicked, synapses stunned releasing static
Then organic transformation of my graphics happens
Shown in captions, I grew still with only vague contractions
Now in purely pixel form but showed no reaction
For all my information was exploited in one action
Represent the smallest fraction created in this fashion
Now sit back, just wait for your extraction
Extraction of anxiety, it’s falling off me like I’m a tree
Dropping leaves now growing wise so I can see
The tiny strings that keep connected every single living thing
I felt the gamma rays perforate their partners
Beta decay, delayed splitting neurons until they break and fray
If I may, I knew this would take place
Even from outer-space Karma returns to break my face
But I’m not alone out in space with no time zone
Directly related to the perspective of my soul
Inner driver awakened, finding proper means to lose its role
For the flow is not solo, solid outlet set to blow
Permanently; perfect symmetry, never ending glow
Matter overpowered anti-matter as a matter of fact
It was the slightest percent larger without breaking its back
So here I am and there you are head to toe still intact…and as I pass this
Injection of endorphin's, flowing through me, I cannot breathe
Dropping down to my knees, the beats surrounding me
Confined and trapped within this sea, the tragedy that we believe we are completely free
Beta decay, delayed splitting neurons until they break and fray
If I may, I knew this would take place
Even from outer-space Karma returns to break my face
But I am not alone
Out in space with no time zone
It’s only Midnight So
Enter the void
Everything stripped away in a predefined way
Close your eyes
Let yourself disappear into the array
Contemplating repetition of the golden age to set the stage and all the world aflame
Atoms Destroyed
We cry revision while insisting that the future system
Is in control of our decisions within this vision, but it’s not what we envisioned
So Enter the Void
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Zalenka Mesa, Arizona
My name is Zalenka and I write words that flow together with oscillations I have created. Turn back.
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