Given a push, I issue forth my ritual
living here on earth as an individual
first it gets better, and then its gets worse
and then you develop an incredible thirst.
It's up to you, the way in which you choose to quench it
and eventually it will be an extension of yourself,
so it is imperative that you love yourself and let everyone else know.
Hang out your hang ups to dry, for these are merely barriers between you and I.
First, when we immersed in the curse we self inflict and dwell in an intangable element called fear, this really doesn't exist
It eludes and insues the need to know the reason that we're all here, the gist of yor relationship to creation gets you trippin in amazement.
You, builder of galaxies, are the architect of the fallacies your thoughts project
and now it seems, like your stuck to the ground and bound to your body but listen to the sound of life.
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