angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the
starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
No format restraining just higher clouds
higher skies and diamond plated armor
not even karma could break me now
Hate me now, I won't die for you,
cry for you or lie in your judgement
what you want you already have
you are a beautiful mankind by-product
bask in that, sip a flask and a half
Live your life like a hippe
only hippe's can be happy to live off
bread; water and poetry alone
now comes the moon songs
lightning and ovals of joined hands
every being in the ecosystem
with strength and open arms
promising to do no harm
bringing Mother Earth
medicine herbs and heartlaces
forming star-caved places
pastural scenes
of hands touching
labyrinths for the shaman
and meditation
as All of creation
we acknowledge and honor
underneath skyfather
the learning circle is far from sombre
children pulling the harpstrings
each melody a inner-light
in this star-spangled new night
I've long been unfamiliar with the Way
The sky closes up and releases me
Each time I go out to walk the dog.
the narrow-winged, silly music of zephyrs
Makes me run to the gaschamber.
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions! the whole boatload of sensitive
bullshit!
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Love Through Everything-[k]onquerer
for the record-break by Jonathan