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nine lives advice column

from taking a break by quantum swing

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dues paid, success granted, thank staircase kids.
live by codes, appearance is a blank stare face bliss.
lusts of physical dreams, dukkha, guarantee samsara.
everything is always in flux. don't worry 'bout it.
calm water flow composed when, skies clouded, feels crowded.
handle business right sun stay focused. hopeless.
peaceful through tragedy, continuously stood strong.
knowing well life all falls down like kanye good song.
sacrifices made, no emotional change, no hope in the game.
never remind a better time, memories broke in the frame.
no positive reflections, witness to countless addictions.
certain religious traditions reminiscent of superstitions.
the situation could have been worst, but it was fucking terrible.
snitches have no idea what justice is, it's unbelievable.
is silence a lie? do the math, give science a try.
you'll soon learn like breath control. the outro. lions'll fly.
believe that like the pigs did.
kept real as schema allows. firefighters with cigs lit.
get back into the world, there is so much more than you.
not hidden, not looking, no clutch door slam clue.
trigger for your finger to dance on when the theme drops.
shadows of the lost ones cast behind when the dream stops.
step in the vessel, roll on the wheels of life.
travel a path as real as if that's what it feels like.
window down, conditioned air, breathe what kill cowboys.
modulate frequencies, amplify the "no thrill now" noise.
dipping out of state, bridges burnt, past loose ends tie.
left at the corner, flashback, where last truest friends lie.
get the mind over it, getting close to flooring it.
no blinker, entrance ramp, speed limit signs, ignoring it.
visions of life exiting the body, distance brings relief. relief
notebook at shotgun, last page, a list of things to leave.
fabric of time, got wings to weave.
cup holders empty as his mind would be.
hasn't yet had the time to see.
seven hours later it clicked.
at a rest stop vending machine.
didn't know what to pick.
back outside, feel cramped in the whip.
lets run these kicks.
the universe expands with you, there's always room.
what to think about, knowledge this.
any differences in what is and the rest of this?
did the gods bless the kid?
is this life lived to the best of it?
sun spots through the absence of forestry.
thoughts free, relaxed, absinthe of poetry.
but this path needs to change.
well before results of downhill snowballed health.
out of no where a synonymous form as the so called self.
speech of a familiar tongue, wise words to learn from.
life is brain interpretation of five material faculties.
hearts on sleeves, sword, no sheath, everybody's enemies.
never see the world through anyone else's eyes.
everything alive dies millions of times.
why rely on metaphysical cries.
control the mind.
unfold the scroll of rhyme.
nine lives is fine.

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from taking a break, released August 20, 2017
written by sleepy e
instrumental by sleepy e

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