[one of my own fuckin' songs, which feels stupid,
but I synced up some bozo texino doc
to the track and it's nice;
been working on new shit musically,
some of it I like
some of it I don't...
nature of the creator]
don't give a fuck about much too superficial,
with the metaphysical try to stay in touch,
man is judgemental but universe judicial;
and quick to straighten shit out; underneath crows' prose
beside James River flows I compose cryptic marks
upon industrial carcasses where freight slows
to stop, where dirtgod heart makes ripples and sparks
which spiral wherever - no plan, just man compelled
beyond control to explode with creation;
despite power grid imposed, big bang's still upheld
by getting live, cultivating constellation
of self-science and arts to guide self through this shit -
the easiest way to get free is to just git.
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