(dreamcatcher) I seek feats like peaks bleak for meek feet. I chief leafs as my elite beats sweep streets. I read deep and bleed seeds, my creed speaks to lead sheep. Each week I teach in dreams. I've reached the seams of that magic fabric, grabbed it and twisted. Prolific mystic lyrics drifted in when it split. An artistic rhythm vision transmission put me in positions to listen. Additions to my condition glisten when fruition engages. Pages of this Sage's ways crusade thus. Spectral elements of eloquence in which intelligence tells tales of bliss. (cipher) prophets potential sequential evidential lyrics copywritten like a laserdisc.....so i must resist.. i must persist..to write sick notes antidocts like they hung with short ropes and slit wrists...wrapped around they thesis..leave dreams seems and teams....torn worn forlorn like they dreams... in peices...i pretend to bend transcend and blend..into the mesh web of pretend life..in through rips i slit like a fresh knife..profess like...a test mic....automatic frantic tantric and spastic...but i mold and fold the untold..like plastic...never caught slipping on this slippery slope...nope..just caught tripping...i cant be this dope (dreamcatcher) Lace profound, a lattice-work of magic words strings together, intricate and resplendant. A dark night sky wears the moon as it's pendant, mending dreams and sending seams to patch together a quilt of philosophy that floats away like smoke on the softest breeze..... Silver tendrils of zen fill his pen, spilling his essence in symbolic segments. When all is precious, awe has blessed his being with seeing. Weaving threads of coincidence into his own existences, he knows no bliss exists without somebody to share it with. The sea's glare and cliffs mix, combining into one climbing cadence. It's perfect timing takes his spirit, mends it and sends it across the astral plane..... Beams of light gather around his mind, a web that gleams makes for dreams entwined. (cipher) words abound...from sky to ground..through a fabric of existance so familiar...it must be profund...but what have wefound..and sought and fought after...a feeling so natural..its better than laughter... when crossing that line...so fine......utterly infinite...you become a part...meshed right up into it.. in a wonder of bliss,,third eye opened...ive seen more than averything...more than i could have ever been hoping... i transcedn to just a being..cuz in being as such...i can speak to them more clearly...as they lean on their crutch.. i know this much.......I KNOW THIS.... a spiderweb of fractals shatters existance..his dreams and words spoken in the same breath...ever persistant..
Reason for writing:
my freind and i collabo....
dudes been like a brother to me...
like minded individuals...
gonna change the world..
or at the very least..some minds
Birth sign: Aquarius
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