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Dissolved ObstructionsThe burden of truth is difficult to avoid
We come and go as we please, its simple indeed
The population's awareness is deaf.
Some psychologist crying and everything shimmers
Our native guide redoubled a couple of teaspoons
Nice disdain for religion
I folded it up and dropped it on these occasions
Reveries of intense mystically confusing interludes
Soon we were totally without equilibrium
His balloon was plagued with a TV image
The tiniest subatomic particle of the universe.
Sex and DeathMiddle class ruby-eyed college kids slice rhythmic torrents for a slogan
Spiritual illumination coming off of things you cannot imagine
Inhabiting the room reactions ushered by one's condition
Though cleverness wasn't responsive, turrets and labyrinths spiral down.
Mushrooms break out overflowing with energy during the ceremony
Alpha consciousness aware of tryptamine experience is a bit heart-warming
Remember this clear-light experience.
Sexual fantasies of the divine amazement of the lotus posture
Insane acquaintance was all over us with a binge most palpable
Unsure of myself, controlled prophecy found odd shades of soul mates
Afterward Vedic guts of a black night, forgotten overkill in our little caravan
Sleep diddly-dee mutualistic as can be.
Female deity conveying paradigms of reality echoed by your proposal
Dropped marking echoed Civil War as a sacrament obligation group
Once a mountainside figures himself pleasant, a giant thunderstorm hits.
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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