the path to enlightenment

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the chiddle chuddle of the chungling churning choo choo train chat
came chugga lugging o’er mateon dorning me a mackle hat.

put finger to brim and with sniggle and sim
re-arranged the potions of lingustical vat

leolizing empathizing me a motion veer vum
so came the diction of the upwoven sum

expanding ze brainz to meet da wizzain
evolution of soullular cellular start

dropping the memes which no longer serve
like flies upon petals logic unwerved

whomever took themselves so seriously?
i swear it wasn’t me, wasn’t me

roto tracktle clia macktle oh my goodness did you hear that?
spok’em mok’em stole the socks of the conceited brats
threw ‘em in the pool made ‘em swim
do you think spok’em mok’em was right, in the light, would you trust him?

now, mia monger, she was stronger than the whole pack of boys
when they ran at her so advanced canter untwiddled their toys

unrolling like string them balls landed at her feet
she stamped on them, camped on them, tha truth was replete

ma ma motion, pa pa potion, daughter of the storm
the son of the sun and the kids in the dorm

the digital, digital, digital DANG
reciprocal syplical trypical TANG

ooooooh me oh my, oh mung o BEAN
ooooooh hello pies, oh tongue o WEEN

comblatily spokadely spokumdely RUM
quickly go get me a crypto umBLUM

kia matrix space atrix ting rumpelly ROO
do you know what to do, do you know how I love you?

and that, my friends, is my signing word
love and linguistics spoken and heard

evolution, lightness

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constrictions, tensions, blockades in the flow
owies, cabowies, i’m trying to let go

fear is peppered in these parts of my heart
i’m trying to trust, i’m trying to trust

goose pimples sprinkled like golf ball dimples
this fear, this fear,
i try to erase

i can feel them now, regarding me as baggage
like in this dark zone i fear to grow old and haggard

like my truck breaking down on the highway road
from a prince unkissed i revert to a toad

so KISS ME my friends so that i may stay bright
and illuminate my worries in the still of the night

your love is not fodder for my struggle
but a gentle embrace, a much-needed huddle

if you see my weaknesses, please love me even more
because i need to share them with you, keep open the door

the passage of my fearful restrain
i’m finding involves considerable heart pain

but you know what’s the hardest part of this whole struggle and game?
it’s the thought that by sharing my struggle, your faith will wane.

but rather if you will when you see me in need
provision me with teacups and buttercups and throw me a lead

to the knowledge which inspires you and the vision you love
show me the heart of black-feathered dove

in these times i find that my ego is weakening
and my heart apparatus is slightly tweaking

at the loss of it all, the loss of the game
and yet despite it all, it remains the same:

love is forever, love is deep
love fills the day as love fills our sleep

though my heart is bruised
and the soul feels used

i commit to the path of forgiveness and faith
i commit to the path, i commit

and i know that my words are struggles as well
i know that despite my efforts of story to tell

that only some reach your ears
the way oft unclear

but i’m entrusting this process to transmute the valley
over the cobblestones and into the alley

i’m sharing my weakness as a matter of savvy
don’t you know? i’m learning to let go.

i’m asking for your soft hand to sooth my jitterbug heart
touch my fear with your finger, and the pain breaks apart

touch my fear with your tongue,

hug me for over one minute,

tell me it’s okay to cry.

accept my sorrow –

these things will help me move on.

i love you too, my friend, and i welcome your imperfections.
like the woman that crashed into my truck last night, reversed into it without knowing it was there.
it made me feel better

my closest connections these days are with light beings in need
the penguins huddle, the cosmic seed.

i know in proximity sometimes for a moment my energy may feel bad
i realize sometimes i’m a very unattractive lad

with outstretched arms, like a street beggar
i sometimes feel need, i sometimes feel need

and i know how pathetic the call of “love me!” can sound
but still at this point you’re around

reading my call, suspending my fall
supporting my base as my spine becomes tall

not to be underestimated, compassion for all
tthe tickle and trickle of love’s ancient call

darkness, evolution, love

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it makes me want to kick it to pieces
damn fucking right i’m frustrated

kiss my ass, you tease

please.

i say it straight –

i barely relate

to this goddamned nightmare
and why the fuck should anyone care?

clutch,
grab,
release

all this shit’s a fucking tease

i’d rather view life as misery,

and take it from there.

and where to now, really?

over the bridge and into the sea.

i killed my soul when i decided to love

the girl played games and gave me a shove

well shovel this you ungrateful turd

i hate this game, and that’s the word.

darkness, love

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