we live to experience


like a sponge


we absorb


we are a fountain of wealth


experience


self


enjoy this day


and the flux that lies within


your drum is to be caressed by your own tempo


mimic nothing


become a unit that is a balance of Self and the absorption of all that has entered your realm


an amalgamated you


a connection of all

surrounded by admirers and associates...all temporary

still i stand present...to present myself as nothing

for i want nothing

and will in turn give nothing

passive action may yield a great multitude of what is necessary

and what is necessary may eventually quench the thirst of this dried artist-indeed

contemplative

socratic queries

rhythmic theorems and lyrical blasts of steam

...this is all of which i consist

the ocean has become my muse

and no one has received the gift

as of yet

i stand as stagnate as tepid water before the heat has been administered

when will the boil begin

when will molecular velocity take it's turn

a counterclockwise unfolding of the fiddleheads on the fern

oft misconstrued as i dwell parallel to human existance

yet

i am much more

My life's reflections have been stifled - perplexing at most when rarely actualized

yet the analyzed and divided quotations of 'being' leave me relieved

...all is perceived as sharp as the wit's end

live within the recipe of an enigmatic deity and seek to be an analogous entity

yes indeed

the speed of mere Gene's developed machine...come clean and inhabit the realm of the unseen

to all socially conflicted contiguous…the blush of the Ignorant, that wishes to bathe in it's constant

read this

exist in the cleared mist

this, the gist of life…so rudimentary

so fresh

passionate creation without the bounds that separates us from beast.



civilization is defined by the author of constricted walls...of limited vocabulary...



those that define themselves as civil minded tend exist within a low vibration...the antithesis of a creative Self




hyper-defined




let go of the parameters

as those boundaries prevent you to exist as a biotic and adaptive, ever-changing organism on this earth...within this universe




as humans, we are but a speck within the entire flow of life and organic existence



we will be wiped within a breath



extinct within a narrow window...




this window of opportunity for us to carve creative vibrations…to become a part of the wind that blows


the wind that is forever transformed, yet never destroyed by time

as fluctuations within the patterns of weather will condense the living breeze into precipitation, becoming heavy and dense


rivers will continue to flow

oceans, lakes, and ponds will swell and recede…and the molecular structure will continue to transform, yet flow within existence


creatively vibrate


make your existence known to that which is beyond the physical


go beyond that visible light…exceed the norm

compelled wails of developed swells

enveloped in a recessed recessive pessimistic veil

who is to tell if what they smell sells well...yet the defined is not as sweet as the aroma refined

sublime and intertwined is the mind divine

complex simplicity, implicitly convex within an expansive time

the latter but a figment, unless dealing with the biotic ether

as fermentation relates to adaptive methods and organic procedure

compelled to tell of the current mind swells...