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i want to
Be an Actionary...
like Antelope.
answering only 2 my-Self-
and the Higher Power I AM...
moving through Media
w/ Expediency...
like Mercury!
carrying
the key
2 Being.
duck and dodge
the hodge podge
of Miscellany
careening through
the Eternal Sea...
coming at-
surpassing me...
like Aphrodite-
i'm floating...
through a garden scene.
i smile...
for awhile...
swaying...
to the rays
of Hermes' harp
cut w/ some hip-hop
frolickin' in punk rock...
amongst the
Fae flock...
in a where-House?
in outer space...
with other Races...
(and i don't mean like
color-
'cuz that shit's beat.
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where these freaks convene...)
inter-dimensional meetings...
Hue-Mans Being
the butt of cozmic jokes
'cuz we can't See our Roots...
define Time- by making loot,
runnin' round the Karmic Hoop...
walkin' in proverbial poop-
'cuz we haven't Listened to:
"watch where you step" yet.
but-
i don't Mind this kinda' jest
'cuuuz i'm at my best
shakin' my booty...
diluting the Negative
to a free-flowing
positive vibe...
ride the grains of Time
like that Days of Our Lives line...
'cuz like swan-
i have no Fear
and it's Clear:
that, through the Spiral
Time unwinds...
binds...
and the Creations
of Our Mind
must Be Aligned
w/ the Uni-Verse-
so...
we can stop rehearsin'
like extras in the school play...
and graduate on-
Into the New Way.
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