Fire-Toolz Lyrics

Here you will find all the lyrics to every published Fire-Toolz song from every album except for the first one. They are organized by album, newest to oldest.If you've decided you don't want to read my lyrics, the least you could do is buy or download my music, stream my music, buy my shit, or buy me a coffee! šŸ˜‡

BreezešŸ”“ Everything & Everywhere Is Grace (Heaven Is A Decision I Must Make) feat. Sam Greenfield
Please, Iā€™m not ready to die!
Sweep & mop, drag in the Chewy delivery, flatten the box, forget tomorrow is trash day, empty bags of litter sand (or lug them upstairs).
The dishwasher opens & closes & opens & closes & opens again.
Say goodbye to my insects.
Grieve their slow fade.
Cheer them on unbearably.
Big things coming soon!
Give SĆ¼ki treats.
Replenish the bird seed.
Watch my littles feed.
& they scurry as I open the back door to let Layla out to pee on the lawn I paid a Republican to mow.
šŸ”“ To Every Squirrel Who Has Ever Been Hit By A Car, Iā€™m Sorry & I Love You. feat. Nylist, Lipsticism
Radiating sparkles.
Resting, maybe sleeping.
Matter alive in a manner.
Lightā€™s made of you.
I could read all of you through the oily layers of the eye.
Lightning up the optic nerve.
Animated.
We look onto the far side of the aperture.
Slip into a windsweep.
Rays of my palms pointing fingers at your final location.
Dear sweet backlit nerve-endings, I have sent you my protection in the form of God in the form of sleep & flying & some version of time.
Rest in peace, you aching shelter.
You may now devour the planet.
Your first breath, free of compounds & grief, windswept & twitching & drinking from my birdbath.
I hope this bug is a bunny is a bear radiating sparkles everywhere.
A potential to have accelerated.
The road to heaven is paved in none other than asphalt.
Iā€™d have held you in travel if I had known you before.
Iā€™m healing you from here.
Not shaking.
Not running, screaming.
A retroactive process & a pre-birth perceiving.
Getting sorted out & stronger & learning to see.
One candle per body.
Many of you get multiple candles.
May as well light some for the rocks.
I know youā€™re hopping around.
Micro-forests of corpses & divinity.
I hope youā€™re hopping around, my lovelies.
I canā€™t wait to hop around with you one day when this is over.
ā€œX-ray of the spine.ā€
ā€œImaging the teeth.ā€
ā€œImaging the skeleton."
ā€œPhalanges.ā€
ā€œInside the gall bladder.ā€
ā€œInterstellar mucus-producing cells.ā€
ā€œHumanity is now faced with a stark choice.
Evolve, or die.ā€
šŸ”“ That Makes A Lot Of Sense. Given What You've Been Through.
I seriously fucking promise to cry more than I scream!
From now on!
To just sit in that breeze & suck in my burnt blood.
Emergence: A firey light slinking around a cavity.
What I wouldnā€™t give to relax in the stomachā€™s mouth & turn into lovely loving love-goo.
I spill them like Iā€™m brave.
The butterfly that I am.
The butterfly that I am.
šŸ”“ Window 2 Window 2 Window 2 Window 2 Window 2 Window feat. Cole Pulice
I switched off an awareness of that bubble.
I didn't think of my companion body double until I drove away packed in metal.
It's like a dream I wake up from every morning.
Into a new dream, I swim through struggling.
Our love-making guiding rays travel through my covering at odd angles.
It makes rainbows on my floor, but I have trouble feeling that it's the same sun who has always been there for me.
The same moon pulsing insight from inside me.
The same mountain who is me.
The same reflection rooted in a cavity with a name that means virtually nothing.
šŸ”“ The Envy Of The Heavenly Powers
Keep this outside visionā€™s eyes.
Pixel seeing.
Little spies.
Force field.
Lens flare.
I will rest nigh.
White light speared.
Rainbow light frizzled, burnt, smeared.
Affirmations utter me.
Singing sunray hash-fried glee.
Arenā€™t I abundant?
Arenā€™t I so safe?
When thereā€™s a warning, Iā€™m safe & in danger.
Iā€™m safe from the danger.
šŸ”“ Sibling Sun, Sibling Moon, White Concrete Steeped In Celestial Light
I Sibling Sun 0:00 - 1:10
II Sibling Moon 1:11 - 2:11
III White Concrete Steeped In Celestial Light - 2:12 - end
šŸ”“ Thin Neck Of The Woods
There is a place where the depths of God, the depths of hell, & the depths of the soul are the same.
šŸ”“ Labyrinthian EMDR
I never knew this room was here.
Key shielded behind the shields.
Swept away.
Little dive.
Falling through hands that look like faces.
Dusted downward in an oubliette.
I canā€™t see the light here.
I donā€™t even wanna see the light here.
Why donā€™t I wanna see the light here?!
A paint-splattered storm.
A mind to forget about it in the lotus flower seeds & web-set glitter.
What grows from mind is made for shame.
Liberation transforms a broom closet.
Light peaks when the mirror comes.
False alarms script a world thatā€™s dying, but the pain is just coming to a head.
I see this light reflected in me, forcing me to reckon oblivions of births.
Everything never processed. I never knew how.
šŸ”“ RE: Official Request For Reciprocal Indwelling Procedure
Every day fuzz around my ribs.
20 maybe 10 degrees.
Slips of shhh coming through the little cleft so I can smell the lake.
Ice friends enter.
Dissipate with the cosmos in my red, blue, purple-leaning lights.
There must be another, & another, & another breakfast spot.
Sew my undergarments to this maze.
Parking lots for geese.
šŸ”“ Asparagus Pee, SETI, & The Gift Of Tears
I Asparagus Pee 0:00 - 0:40
II SETI: 0:40 - 2:41
III The Gift Of Tears: 3:41 - end
The cataclysm shield above.
I stay wrapped up.
I stay in bed.
Who am I now?
Am I dead?
Please let me go back to live instead.
I stared at the walls.
I dreamt of a field.
I bounced in the clouds.
All before I healed.
The power to be here now.
A new earth to manifest.
Iā€™d like to be finished with this. Done, cozy, blissed, blessed.
Iā€™m the daybreak in a shipwreck.
Iā€™m a kitty in a window forever.
I can feel my name in the hologram.
I can trace it in the great book.
I cannot utter it.
I look out, looking downward.
Skin on fire with a Moonpal heartbeat.
I am willing to take a look.
I am traveling down under until the depths & I are familiars.
šŸ”“ A Considerate Amount Of Pining, An Invasive Species Of Spiritual Anguish, Some Kind Of Knot To Tie, Sitting Tight, Peering Between Planks, Palms Are Sweaty, Momā€™s Spaghetti feat. Joseph Trahan
Army men eating toxic waste.
Toxic waist.
Listen to the geese.
Listen to me: Liberty, guns, beer, & Trump.
But I raise you this- Nonduality.
Rather than kill me...
Are you gonna kill me, man?
Open the door to another dimension.
Cryptic functions compute truth in lines of sight.
Thereā€™s no removing the haze of photonic molecules from light.
From soulless to solace, thereā€™s no connection.
No seed of being.
No nodes.
No auras.
No right.
Without us, literally the only-begotten one.
The only fucking one!
Thatā€™s us!
Iā€™d like to guide you into old age.
Iā€™d like to love you.
It is time to melt into one another.
No war!
No war!
No more!
No war!
No more!
No war!
No more!
ā€œIt really felt like I was in a really, really expanded state.
& I would say really boundless & being able to see things coming into shape & form & understanding them in a different way than I had before.ā€
šŸ”“ It Is Happening Again (Enmeshment As A Winged Spindle)
Slow crawling tearing.
Let us zoom in.
Photons dancing inside the thick flowing glowing glue.
Stinging & sparkling cuts.
It is happening again.
It is happening again.
The threads have never dissolved, but I remain protected.
Propping my imagining eye open like fire in the sky.
Running screaming from my mind.
Grace just makes me face it.
No forces, only spotlights.
Grace just whispers from the field when the river is primordial & the surface quivers with pain.
The soil is shifting in circles.
Worms finding new thruways. Angel, take her hand.
Let her lead you into the waters.
šŸ”“ The Pain-Body (Child Synergy Tears) feat. Jordan Reed, Nick Krueger
Demons hungry.
They want to feed.
Oversoul can see they ache for pain.
Love them by starving them.
Watch them disappear.
Interject agape.
Flowy glowy sparkling veins;
I feel them shrivel as they mirror.
Iā€™m thankful.
Iā€™m grateful.
Iā€™m hopeful in the snow.
ā€œNo hope = no fearā€ but this hope could not be afraid.
Be not afraid.
šŸ”“ Removed From Everything & Everywhere Is Grace feat. COCOJOEY
Hawk-eye every eveningā€™s moon.
The liquidā€™s lights switch on.
Please remember the trash goes out tonight.
Spinning cold then spinning off.
Whirlwind.
Spinning cold then spinning off.
Gardening nothing.
Cozy constantly.
Hiding in my path.
Morphing feeling.
Incessant beaming.
No idea why.

I am upset because I see something that is not there.šŸ”“ It Is Happening Again (Thank You, Council Of Saturn!)
ā€œAngel, itā€™s not happening again.ā€
Float down your cove with ease.
If you feel your hand lifting, paddle gently, effortlessly.
ā€œI wanna be a cloud.ā€
Into the cloud you are.
This prickly grief teaches me.
I knew the end had come when you charmed our necks with celeste.
I sunk in the halves.
The fastening stung.
I could spit on your couch from here.
Weā€™ve lost nothing at all.
Weā€™ve lost nothing.
Listen to your voice.
Drown me out sometimes.
Pummeling ideas at you like youā€™re in a batting cage.
All around everything is dying.
ā€œAttention is the rarest & purest form of generosity.ā€
šŸ”“ Mantra-ing & Golgotha: Double-Bind (Prequel)
{ 0:00 - 1:16 Ritual, 1:17 - 2:40 Request, 2:41+ Prayer }
Om.
Please, or if you want, love my arms.
Love my legs.
Want to touch me.
Want to feel the shape of
everything.
Memorize it.
Want to electrify you & me slowly, slowly, please, so I remember everything, so I can see when itā€™s over.
So I remember everything, so I can see it when itā€™s over.
Eyes closed.
Wide awake.
Unprovoked.
Years pass.
A body running itself.
Never asked.
Never hunted.
Twitching, seething, self-fulfilling, stuck to my skin.
Little help?
Okay, I know youā€™re helping.
Iā€™m just too afraid to know it.
šŸ”“ Soaked: Another Name For Everything
{ 0:00 - 0:53 Spring Home, 0:54 - 0:58 Mantra, 0:59+ Summer Home }
"Let your spirit grow in fullness & abundance to fill the continent with this healing energy being channeled through your connection to a source of infinite compassion."
"Om Namah Shivaya."
šŸ”“ I Couldn't Have Been BoRn At ThE wRoNg TiMe Because I Was Never Even Born LOL!
In a boat, in a float.
Praying takes me away to a mansion Iā€™ve always heard it could be.
Iā€™m safe in a cove of what I heard you say.
Even demon voices become lucid now.
It was a Wednesday night.
Slow motion snow-lit drive.
Watching my garage open, beaming green.
Wonā€™t the light of love shine through & the love of light ensue?
Sometimes I donā€™t want to heal at all.
Just let go of me!
You can let me go now, please.
Iā€™m talking to you, me.
The wounded self must be released.
šŸ”“ Inlet / Paraklesis { 0:00 - 0:27 Inner Bonding, 0:28 - 1:44, Extreme Psychological Pain, 1:45+ Hope Light }
Power-washing the sky.
Fountains situated at the top. Existential wailing.
It feels filled up but itā€™s not.
But it seems so deep.
I thought it might drain.
Just oozing out.
The stream falls.
Never hits the ground.
Drain or transmute or transcend or whatever the fuck, man.
Clean up!
Wake up!
Grow up!
Show up!
šŸ”“ A Thin Place
Adults cross their arms.
A child shrieks and runs.
Smug sugary fiction.
Wait for the spark of circumstance.
šŸ”“ The Great Allower
{ 0:00 - 2:38 [A->B] Death, 2:39 - 3:07 Metanoia, 3:08 - 3:17, Integrating, 3:18+ Restoration Of The Gaze Pt 1 }
Solar plexus coughing, coughing, coughing.
The green light blowing through it like a bath.
Thatā€™s my value-vow-destiny.
Turn the lights on!
Turn on the lights of the world.
My deepest river is a distorted voice.
Itā€™s your voice!
The planet sweats & shivers to keep me alive.
Donā€™t let me ignore it.
I know you will.
Youā€™ll allow anything within the laws superintended.
I wanna walk out of this house today tripping over my own gradient.
Iā€™ll spew it all into everyoneā€™s mouths.
Iā€™ll eat it up & milk it & drool it out.
Slimy footsteps.
So many footsteps.
I wanna see them slip & fall & hit their heads.
Watch them empty out.
Watch the love & light pour in.
Make me a fucking instrument of peace!!!!!!!
I know you will.
Youā€™ll create anything within the laws superintended.
šŸ”“ Gleam Beam
Rectangle sun.
Glaze & gaze.
Sling beam flare.
Splattered skin.
Forgiven sin.
Honeymoon.
I remember you now & what you look like.
Itā€™s secure & for sure.
Weā€™re practicing staring & bearing the light.
It goes white.
Desperate to dispel illusions of living up to something that isnā€™t there.
šŸ”“ Everything & Everywhere Is A Divine Mirror
Itā€™s hard to soak in the voices I hear in the lawnmower knowing what itā€™s doing to us.
There are neurons firing, screening our lila.
Dancing divinely in 3 persons.
Everything & everywhere is a mirror.
It measures tiny little mirrors like black holes sprinkled about this breath.
The ants try to climb the blades with so much on their backs.
I watch them struggle.
I project my hell like a Playskool flashlight run into the ground.
Iā€™ll never forget the shapes they made on my ceiling & on my face.
There are neurons firing, screening our lila.
I felt some kind of paradox deafening my discernment.
There resides mystique: The Great Mystery.
Itā€™s as rich & as deep as ever now.
There are neurons firing, screening our lila.
šŸ”“ Above All Else I Want To See
{ 0:00 - 2:41 Entering The Rainbow, 2:42+ Wormhole Of Wind & Thick Light Greyish Blue Dust }
ā€œWhat you hate is what I love.
Nakedness.
Failure.
Woundedness.ā€
On another planet strange worlds scream into me.
I want to see.
Where am I?
ā€œWhere I Am.ā€
Is this where I go?
What is coming soon?
Am I this?
ā€œThis I Am.ā€
Are you coming with me?
Are you me?
What am I?
ā€œWhat I Am.ā€
šŸ”“ Novaturient Wave-Form Collapse
{ 0:00 - 4:39 Restoration Of The Gaze Pt 2, 4:40+ A Mystifying World Of Sobbing & Light (to be continued) }
Some day I hope I go deep.
Whelve me up, eunoia.
Solivagant moonstruck Adonai.
Most days Iā€™ve got no idea.
Alone on a swing.
Twin flames keep the bees from flying in.
Bottomless mineshafts seated in my face.
Self-opia.
Flood into whatā€™s full.
Bottomless wineglass sewn into oversoul.
Lifting hands again.
This time it feels real.
Self-opia.
Float into whatā€™s full.

I will not use the body's eyes today.šŸ”“ Soda Lake With Game Genie
Iā€™m relieved to repeat that youā€™re going to go
Thereā€™s no way you actually know
There is still secret pain bursting rain from your soul
Through your body collapsing on this path through the meadow
Punishment & love trip the light
Who will end up my strategy?
Who will I fight?
Every week you meet you
I tremble
Do you know your skeleton?
Iā€™m oozing spiky gelatin
A rainbow shell within
I canā€™t landscape fast enough to pardon the strain & stress in my skin
Canā€™t be bothered to remember to move forward into quietude
Interlude to a new beatitude
Oh Lord stretch out my soul
This is why I chose this life
To stretch out my soul like a fawn in the face of fear until I compress my tears into a heavenly waterfall
šŸ”“ Vedic Software ~ Wet Interfacing
Iā€™m a thought inside the one thinking
Iā€™m thinking inside the one thought
Dancing in a ball room in which there is no material
Asking for swirling color
Physiological confirmation
But that's not your speaking sound
Gleam
Green
Gleam
Then blue
Squeeze the samba into a cube
Powerless I connect in the dark
Confirm our correspondence with goose flesh
Dizzy dreamer or plight
Faithless in light
Thunder in fright
Red life
Higher burning fires hire angel friars
Infinite immediacy of no mediation
No longer no delusion of no contact
Eternal essence is a contract
Eternal essence is a contract
Eternal essence is a contract
I keep to myself & to you to feel whole & real
Hidden in annointation
Gleaming green then blue
šŸ”“ A Moon In The Morning
Self-radiant rays of radiation kickstart an environment of cultivation of potentiality for catalyst in which it may occur where the recognition of self, by self, of the self-healing properties of self self-heals
Muscles default to tension- progressive relaxation
Radical renunciation
Repentant returning to one-ing trains the rigid rope melting
A grace offering back to it all
A mended thread is mending everything
Another name for everything
For incarnation integration into the soft bed of infinity
The feeling of chewing on dirt
The thought and the porcupine prick
The veil and the councils, the rings of Saturn, the two Yahwehs, and the negative veins coursing through our world
Gardeners, pull up my weeds and feed them to me like embodiment would
Create a high & rooted world

I Can't Die As WellšŸ”“ Holy Tether
ā€œWhat a liberation to realize that the voice in my head is not who I am.
Who am I then?
The one who sees that.ā€
šŸ”“ Mosquito Mouth
Mosquitos born of me
Leave a trail of slime
Everywhere I slip
Traps set by the scent I send
Set sail in silence
Into the sunset where you belong
Thereā€™s no fucking way youā€™re supposed to be here
All sticky and stuck
Everyone wishes you luck
Take classes in order to un-suck your life from the walls that soak up sunlight
In the small halls of our house
There is no fucking way youā€™re supposed to be here
I should be alone with these slithering friends
Whom my sharp shooting brushes against
In a way without theories
Without worry, just fury
Just furry little friends
Never doubting my love
Just running from the sounds they donā€™t understand
And yet they understand because they donā€™t understand
So they understand everything
I barely understand anything
AI is running the show
Iā€™m the projector
Youā€™re the screen
I take the fall
I am the front lines
I am the fall
Or this infection is
I taste something not far from my tongue
What is it
Mosquitos probably
Flooding, flooding, floating
Iā€™m making dinner with equanimity and spice
Iā€™m making a fire so we can be warm and nice
Iā€™m making our meals now
You donā€™t have to work hard anymore
Iā€™m making you feel good now
You donā€™t have to worry anymore
Fill my mouth with mosquitos
Let their venom mix with mine
Let their venom mix with mine
Fill my mouth with mosquitos
Let their venom mix with mine
šŸ”“ The World Is A Yellow Brush-Fire & I Am No Longer Afraid To Surrender
("Angel, it's not happening again.
The things that happened in your past are not happening now.")
Where is your gleam?
Turning up pillows
Second dose silent & sun-risen absent
("I'm not going anywhere!
I want to be with you!")
You pour out everything I wished for
("I don't feel trapped.
I'm entirely wanting and willing!")
Ballet
Sensual
Sealing in my body
You are everything I prayed for
("I enthusiastically want to be with you!")
I wish I could put my ear up to your heart
("I love you!")
& hear how much you love me
šŸ”“ I Can't Die As Well
I guess itā€™s not so bad
Living for reasons
Other than loving life
Bar & block is mirage is suffering is germination
Contamination in the spurious self
Veilā€™s a little thick donā€™t you think
Anyway...
At least I canā€™t die

The Great Allower (Mutants Mix Vol. 6 compilation)šŸ”“ The Great Allower
Solar plexus.
Coughing coughing coughing.
The green light blowing through it like a bath.
Thatā€™s my value-vow-destiny.
Turn the lights on.
Turn on the lights of the world.
My deepest river is a distorted voice.
Itā€™s your voice!
The planet sweats & shivers to keep me alive.
Donā€™t let me ignore it.
I know you will.
Youā€™ll allow anything within the laws superintended.
I wanna walk out of this house today tripping over my own gradient.
Iā€™ll spew it all into everyoneā€™s mouths.
Iā€™ll eat it up & milk it & drool it out.
Slimey footsteps.
So many footsteps.
I wanna see them slip & fall & hit their heads.
Watch them empty out.
Watch the love & light pour in.
Make me a fucking instrument of peace!!!!!!!
I know you will.
Youā€™ll create anything within the laws superintended.

BIO BLADE (split 7" w/ R23X)šŸ”“ I Was Born At The Wrong Time
Somehow I was born wrong
Documents got mixed up or something
I'll bet our higher selves planned this shit
I'll bet the wrong time is right, isnā€™t it?
All is well and wisely put I guess
but what about those who move away & leave their pets?
This broken system that scoffs at every feel we felt?
& all this healing that just wonā€™t take?
I donā€™t fit in this absence of light
The puzzleā€™s in progress
A silver cord around my waist
No reason to trust a choice made in the illusory dark
My guardians have me pinned down
Itā€™s why Iā€™m still here standing in my yard
Watching the bunnies eat

ETERNAL HOMEšŸ”“ ā‰ˆ In The Pinewaves ā‰ˆ
These rocks absolutely must become jewels by
First light tomorrow
When I do the dishes
Somewhere, arguing
Rehearsing fixing everyone
Turning up slate slabs for signs Iā€™m heard
I put it down
The oscillation
I hear it tones muscles
Bullshit!
Iā€™m owed strength now
I just wonā€™t work
Just make me face it
In the pinewaves
Iā€™m not paying for a mantra!
Whatā€™s stopping it from landing?!
šŸ”“ guardian angel bear
Iā€™m no body but the body wonā€™t follow suit
It happens by itself
In the illusory sea of square pegs & round roles
This is how separation appears
Shoulder-angel! ā˜€
Force-feed me! ā˜€
Help me! ā˜€
Help me guardians
šŸ”“ Odd Cat Sanctuary
But conscious clenching shutting down
Grace fueling my online connection
Flowing kicking in
Softer allowing on
We may as well be mushrooms
What is evolution going for??!?!
When my embers frantically fly
As nerves thump in the bathtub
The formless is the essence that animates form
The formless animates form
The formless & the form are one
["True divinity is the only reality"]
["Flowing kicking in,
Softer allowing on"]
Corroborate with the being in the back of the brains!
Surrender!
Those deep porous color-blobs at the brink of abuse
It was a birthday party, a predictable cycle
Strange infuriating path >>> Warm nurturing bath
Pull appears as drive!
šŸ”“ Yearning = Alchemical Fire
I send some cradling
It is the ground you have
I am no one
I send you some way to see
With no name
I'd love to tell you
In dedication, in honor, in silence
I send you a single perfect sphere somehow
A call to know, a different mirror this time
Some voice or nudge so you see this Source I still somehow do not know that I see
šŸ”“ Shenpa Indicator Light!!!
["A lot of the path is ongoing obediential fidelity to the unconsummated longings."]
The sparkle of hurt wiggles wormlike home
Address it in a night gown
Like a bear by the fire
No nightmares here now
Deep sleep cradling will follow
Dry reflection, bad reception
No compassion, no affection
Before the golden dawn I heard
The answer to the question
"Is it safe to open?"
I love the leaves youā€™re dreaming in
Irrigating my treasure chest
Imbuing body with sizzling
Personifying the synonym
šŸ”“ --> Ā¶rogressive --> Ā¶ath -->
Thereā€™s a slit in your heart
Shiny & new
It seems like Sheā€™s pissing through you
No static, no superlative
My child & my relative
Mystic Son, Science Mother
Bonded in our honor
I donā€™t mean for them to fight
ā€œI am the light of the world
This is my only function
That is why I am hereā€
That is why I am here
šŸ”“ Umbilical Cord Blood
Mistaking sense for other senses
The sense to detect such is stunted
An awkward dinner date with the Scientist & the Mystic
Pin-pointing the source of gentle giant energy
Guiding home what I scan for
Thereā€™s no weakness in guidance
What could not be guided ultimately
This is absolutely Brahman ultimately
It is guidance
It is grace
Drip into my veins
Runneth
Poureth
Tip me over
šŸ”“ "Lellow< "Birbs<
Weā€™re on concrete while the trees let go around us
The puppies visit us & they go home to watch the news
The scent of macho sports dad-isms faintly murmurs
But the light that proves love is real is louder
When it burns past these trees
I donā€™t want anyone on my lawn either
I donā€™t want to own anything
I only ache to be safe & understand safe
If youā€™re with me, come sit & share
Letā€™s fumble amidst words that barely point to the holy moon
I canā€™t hear silence through the body alarms of possible pained predator persistence closing in
Itā€™s always a nice day when we can be nice together
šŸ”“ ŠÆubber Band ļæ¦rist
Photons bursting in air
Hours after seething cyanide
Floated under the floor
A subtler hook drifted by
Caught your feet for today
["Yes, but one's experience of the brain,
and one's experience of anything else is an appearance in consciousness.
In fact, nobody does ever, or has ever, or indeed could ever
experience anything outside of consciousness."]
šŸ”“ [ Maternal ā™„ Havening ]
["They were made of a whitish, bluish light,
and the arm looked like robes to me,
& it was like, flowing energy,
so it was really just this idea of a form
more so than an actual solid form."]
My child, myself, seems to reign
My mother, myself, runs fingertips up her forehead
Through our hair
Palm tops on socket caves
Instead of prayer
Or direct feed
Haven & squeeze
I huff, I puff, & blow my house down
["I'm tired of being tired of not being awake.
This life is exile from home!
You can't go home until you're ready.
You gotta pass your exams."]
šŸ”“ (e)y(e)s w/o a %brain%
["Have you allowed that familiar yet mysterious being we call 'plant' to teach you its secrets?"]
šŸ”“ To Make Home, Be Home
["The fallen angels are us.
End of story."]
Ego wreck worms in Elysian dreams
Wavering still-frames
Rays through plastic & paint
Warping shadow fantasyland
Place placements in my hand
Feet on the ground
Looking, I listen
Head tilted slightly up
Something's transmitting
This Dreamstreet I drove to ripple & refection
& swarming still dandelion dancing inflection
& the hissing breeze
šŸ”“ Thick_flowy_glowy_sparkly_stingy_pain.mpeg
The sting that slings belief
The lessons that taught themselves
With no adult chaperones
Of wisdom hearts & softly true nudges
Iā€™ve always known it was somehow
Possible to hatch
When I saw that the thing was fine
I realized I was in a lava-proof boat
Itā€™s all right there burning
Wow, look at it!
The Thick Flowy Glowy Sparkly Stingy Pain
How I ride it into the sunset
How I ride it away
šŸ”“ Where on EARTH is my SaccidaĢ„nanda?
["It's like the system is in a constant state of fight or flight mode.
It's in a constant state of stress.
Where is the next hit from life gonna come from?"]
Where in the world is my saccidaĢ„nanda?!
I sampled everything there is to learn!
& my intellect paved the way!
That dirty yellow prism floating in my head
Turmoil in progress
ā€œNothing real is threatened
Nothing unreal existsā€
Herein lies my dumb ass
If I belong, Iā€™ll need a raft
Stiffened
Reluctant to look around
Wrap me up in clouds
Shield me from the mirrors
Glances made of knives sometimes
But when the birds arrive
To feast upon my eyes
The cosmos tastes me in my coffee
["Have I met the devil? Well...
Whenever I hear my voice saying 'I', 'me,' or 'mine,'
A little trigger goes off in my attention.
Beware"]
šŸ”“ Window 2 Window 2 Window 2 Window
I love the brilliant sun
I'm in the light that's bent
Is it beyond the bar to bypass believing?
In order to be brimming,
Knowing what I am, that I am that I AM?
I made the glimpse claim my own cliche catch phrase
Thru my gross window to a subtle body to a casual plane
šŸ”“ Awakeningā„¢ Fantasy II
At a midnight picnic
In the moment the snow begins
My crystal covered eyesight
Under the seething incline
Into the softest bed
A permanent silent tingling background
Rendering description misleading on rendering me as unreal as ever
Thought cannot think of what is higher than thinking
As the light cannot reach around the surface that stopped it
I stupidly weighed it
Blown up & out
Every piece of synchronicity
Cuz I want a voice to scream at me
I want a voice
I want a voice to scream at me
šŸ”“ Window 2 Window 2 Window 2 Window 2 Window
Angel with trident is a snapped finger
How else could wounds heal without my knowing than subtly?
When I didnā€™t need love & I was the love?
From whence this whisper blew by
Constant miracles, mendings
Hanging up hasnā€™t given up
Stuck complexly stricken
With doubt & dire needs
A lamb arching over a quaint wooden fence
Meadow stretches out forever
Elongating this day
Zooming out to One
Zooming into Nothing
Curving back into myself
Who floats in my garden
Me talking is an ocean fish
Dynamism & modulation bump into a wall & say
"The void seems to be quite a lot"
Ready to burn
Thought adjuster
Flame a supersonic road
Divine alchemy
Muscle memory building
Gratitude
For mornings it seems another window unshattered
Curving back into myself
šŸ”“ I Am A Cloud
Each side of scales have their own face
Gravity positions them the same
So equally complete
Enough for my defeat
I look for outer rings of glow
Of light, of flow
The days in my meadow I profess life is a film
I act on behalf of who?
& so I am a cloud
Just a moment to feel the stillness
Under my feet, around my arms
The forms donā€™t just float by
They grab on, theyā€™re leeches, they lie
Break in the body til itā€™s gone
Some kind of shade
Hope it dissipates
I wonder if I was ever tortured?
I wonder if I tortured?
I guess I planned it
& so I am a cloud
šŸ”“ This Particular Universe Is Friendly ;)
I cozy up curled up in the ice sheets with Funny Bunny
Cradled on Half Moon Bay in that floating piece of our Mother
Crisis creeps thru the pane but I'm already watching
I've been cracked open & the pavement is alive
I'm standing on yellow lines like a mountain
So there must be a source
No magic of maybe
& the sounds all DIE in the quiet
STIRRING field of PEACE
The sanctuary is ALL
šŸ”“ Outside =^..^= Bears
["A stillness that never leaves you,
no matter what happens out here."]
["A cosmic dance of emptiness and fullness."]
šŸ”“ |ƘFF| 2 Łosā€  Vagus
The mosquitos are fine
Yes, your dog can approach me
I agree about the day
Always a nice day when we can be nice together
I just donā€™t know if tender revolt exists
Reconcile my nerves with the state of the union
State of unison
State of stuck, of not enough
Spaciousness sees witnessing presence
Gotta stop looking for where Iā€™m looking from
šŸ”“ To Make Whole, Be Whole
Can I relax this idea
That once Basket grows up
& my teeth all get fixed
& I get back on track
With the IRS
& move to a small town
I'll be okay?
Angel,
There is no ground
You can't ever be fallen
You won't ever stop falling
"She simply will not die!
She will not die!"
šŸ”“ World Of Objects, Minus Fluids
Your pain body reminds me of mine
My pain body triggers yours & mine
ā€œI wanna be a cloud,ā€ you cried
We are, lover
We are one & no one
Therein lies the Peace of God!
["Welcome to another course in clouds of unknowing."]

I CAN'T DIEšŸ”“ Shitting Into Gaiaā€™s Heart
Every creature is a book worth reading about the source
Weā€™ve been shitting in Gaiaā€™s heart for quite some time now
Weā€™ve been found out
I give this place a name & a face as the light,
engulfed with the fucking of higher density beings,
turns up the sun
I want to fly but I canā€™t cuz I got the small self caught in the sticker bushes
The sicker rushes
Body so sick from keeping score
Thereā€™s something that wonā€™t allow my release
I give this place a name & a face as the lightā€¦
Guardians!
Is that you?!
You slip in without my knowing, illuminating choice in a timeless world
Not a debt to pay
Just a union to be made
Heaven all the way to heaven today
šŸ”“ Dark Lite-Brite Of The Soul
Watching personality entropy in a hovercraft of neutrality from the other side of the borderline
The entire ride, I watch the design
Surrender glows up like doorbells
Flexible tree trunks replace eggshells
Not one word hurts here
Not one word
What the fuck even is a word in this place
Every suffer cycle dripped truer seeing
Everything means nothing, just being
Is-ness & lack, perfect points & back
Sidesteps arenā€™t actually backing tracks
I feel a choice (but it bubbles up)
I feel a noose (and it cuddles up)
Ears now perked the fuck up!
I heard my momma calling when I was crawling
I donā€™t need silence, I am silence
There is nothing but inside everywhere
Hard to hear with the ringing
Partitions up in my singing
Blinders on when Iā€™m clinging
Seeds planted in my upbringing
Might be letting go, now Iā€™m swinging
Other people relax into it
A voice never lets up on it
Original doubt
Decrepit baphomet
Never been this far down
This pit is wrecked
Something smells like itā€™s watching
Oh fuck itā€™s me watching
Fuck
Ok
Ok
ā€œI understand this concept of ā€˜homeā€™ now.
Home is not a place, its a state of being.ā€
šŸ”“ Spiraling Dynamically
Dynamically spiraling
Patterns assigned meaning to innards oscillating
ā€œI wanna die but I canā€™tā€
Youā€™re damn fucking right you canā€™t die!
šŸ”“ Spiral Dynamics
Buying tickets to a film of you having a blast
I begged for them to scream at me
ā€œFind a baseline for peace!
Find a way to love!ā€
The sun beating down on a new family of rabbits in the perimeter garden around a suburban Starbucks is what life is
An open window
ā€œGiraffes, rose bushes, operaā€ is what life is

More Spirit Spit Please feat. Sam GreenfieldšŸ”“ More Spirit Spit Please
Water of forgetfulness
Like the river of lethe
(Wakes up, realizes what it is)
Eat from a garden
Spouts an eagle
Banishing stripping
Utter completely trinitarian self
Cosmic image
Archetype pattern
Moving toward with roots on fire
The animal is connected
Maya mind
Forget Iā€™m a god
Planet power
Luminaries and eons
Luminous spark
Stable and serene
Unlimited
Unfathomable
Ineffable
Immeasurable
Incorruptible
Invisible
Unknowable
Virgin spirit spit

The TRUTH about HELL!šŸ”“ The TRUTH about HELL!
Hereā€™s the truth about hell:
It isnā€™t real!!!!!!
Yet, here we are.
The pain I can touch shows up on the meters.
Angel, row your boat down shore.
Itā€™s magic!
Things just vanish.
Can I graduate through portals of suffering?
Mmm, the taste of next density, tasting itself.
Row your boat down shore
Until the dreamā€™s no more
Only love is real
[lyrics below by Faye Fadem/Trust Fund Ozu]
When I look out
Paralyzed because it has no fear
Look to the red light
Persevere
It will guide you thru the Never-ending Flood
Never-ending Love
Nevertheless
Look to the west
Always deflect
Why?
Because I can.
I love you Hell.
Why the hell donā€™t you text me back
Is there no service under the ocean of black, thick tar?
But itā€™s featherweight while I desecrate?
What if I tell you this lie about love?
"It isnā€™t real yet here we are"

SYNONYMšŸ”“ Synonym
Para Brahman, Adi-buddha, Ein Sof
Shiva-Shakti
I love Truth more than I love God
But God is a synonym for Truth
I love Love more than I love God
But God is a synonym for Love
Red glowā€™s a dark seed
Red glowā€™s a wrapped gift
Red glowā€™s fortressā€™d gold and silver
I love Us more than I love God
But God is a synonym for Us
I love Truth more than I love God
But God is a synonym for Truth

RAINBOW BRIDGEšŸ”“ Gnosis .ā€¢oĀ°Ozing
ā€œThis unchanging stillnessā€¦ Isnā€™t that what I am?ā€
Arms wrapped in neon like a warning
A rainbow bridge unfurling
And now I lay listening to nothing
I feel my organs locking up
Layers in grief not unlike stages of passing
There are many
Not too many
Not so much
Not yet knowing that Iā€™m already knowing
ā€œOk, goodnight. :)ā€
šŸ”“ Itā€™s Now Safe To Turn Off Your Computer
No time
No time could possibly arrive
A voice like a gong
Vertebrateā€™s ease & the balanced seas
All thought is merely happening
So I dream of counting to one
Could death be absolutely safe?
I breathed but we do not
Unless we do
So it is both
This divides like a puppet in passing
Weā€™re all passing
Walking each other home
Could death be absolutely safe?
šŸ”“ Rainbow āˆž Bridge
Please donā€™t be mad that I cut your cord
Fear lodged in my gums
Pressing into my face with finger-like force
Breakfast!!!
Heaven
Youā€™re everywhere
In Heaven they say I can sit & soak you up
You are everywhere
Heaven has no location in Heaven
But they say I can sit & soak you up
New fluids by my will come into you
The ā€˜I Amā€™ disappears
šŸ”“ āŒˆMegoāŒ‰ ā‰œ MaitrÄ«
My darkest, sharpest, shakiest shock for you
I pleaded for light for you
& now a primordial aware direct connect protocol for you
Moksha display for you
Celebrating you
Now you can see, so try again
Miau!
šŸ”“ (((Ever-Widening Rings)))
Love melts the ice
& what we thought was in the way is the vessel
Ice turns to water & hydrates the whole world
Send it all to our sun
Strong back, soft front
Grace unfolds in space
The ground is the eye
Any sound a window makes
Cicadas, helicopters
Am I that?
Rings back, down & down & down & rest
Hitched a ride on incessantly vibrating things
Am I that?
Yea, but is that your experience?
ā€™Toā€™ ends & ā€˜inā€™ begins forever
šŸ”“ dEcRePiT Ļ† PhOeNiX
ā€œRepeat after me. Be still.ā€
If butterflies rein, then I worship their dashes
If clouds will rain, then I worship their splashes
A poor silent phoenix canā€™t feel its gashes
So with a butterfly sword, time rehashes (itself)
Obtuse remainder of ignorance flashes
I drape the veil over my flutter-by lashes
Melted & melded & molding crashes
Illusion of self reduced to ashes
ā€œBe still & know that I am God.
Be still & know that I am.
Be still & know.
Be still.
Be.ā€
šŸ”“ į“ÉŖį“„Ź€į“tubules
Resonant dancing
It is snowing
I am crying
When something opens up
The hologram is speaking
The hologram speaks
Were you afraid of crossing?
Did you know why you arrived?
When your bones burned, were you also what I am?
The hologram speaks
šŸ”“ Dreamy #ex Code
So as it turns out
Iā€™m not quite done
Sucking up
& fucking up
my fatherā€™s son
I should really take the time to listen to what my ā€œenemiesā€ are saying
šŸ”“ č§€éŸ³ Prayer For The Abuser (abridged)
To those that inflict terror
I remind you that you shine
with the purity of a thousand suns
To those that cause agony to others
I give you the gift of free-flowing tears
I remind you that the angels sang in celebration
on the day of your birth
I offer the perfect sanctity of this very moment

Report-Spiral (from Doom Mix IV)šŸ”“ Report-Spiral
ā€œYou know, this is like trying to have sex with God every morning before breakfast.ā€ -Dorothy Walters
ā€œDonā€™t try to think of Eternity. Itā€™s not possible. Or, do try to think of Eternity, and in doing so the mind will bring itself to its own end.ā€ -Rupert Spira

FIELD WHISPERS (INTO THE CRYSTAL PALACE)šŸ”“ mailto:[email protected]?subject=Mind-Body Parallels
Human. Out of touch with your birthright.
Tranquility. Synonym. Kingdom Of Heaven. You feel it.
Then a thought comes & itā€™s gone.
Yen is the block, & knowing is a foot in epicurean flow.
Evading is still only here.
A 5.25" herniated disk.
Illusory spasm.
This centralized location could travel at any moment.
Bowels, back, caffeine, slipped. Backspace these rigid curbs.
Then a thought comes & itā€™s gone.
šŸ”“ Clear Light
[sound byte of Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj, translated to English]
ā€œThere is only one consciousness.
Prior to the appearance of this form, I was neither being nor no being.
Consciousness has to appear in this form, so this form can recognize consciousness.ā€
Mind is an okay chair I built in a watchtower.
I am loving this you living without us.
Far into town, Iā€™m arboreal.
Like bent light reflected off the Moon,
My crystal eyes thrive crystalized.
šŸ”“ The Warm-Body (Blessing & Removal)
Hell beside you & within.
Mute, grinning inside & around my back.
Weā€™re born mirror & maze.
Alive is dreamlike, hex is futile, belief is inapposite.
The middle of my head can always see clear.
šŸ”“ āœ“ BEiNG
The Unified Field whispers, so I open.
Lit substance of sentience undiluted.
Mind as prism.
Aliveness sees it, all colors coincide.
I am insect spit & tree sap.
I belong to the mother, I am her.
I was with ā€œmeā€ & yet I was I, the great I Am
šŸ”“ Smiling At Sunbears Grooming In Sunbeams
Your stunning arms aligned.
Inquiring, vibrating.
I canā€™t hold your hands for long.
Theory-less in the brief gaze.
Future & past is now.
You already are it all.
The cozy night - in you the stars bathe.
Then enters light, it pours through, the pane waves.
My soaking beasts, rays of Source, source of rays.
Transaction.
Conception-less.
You connect me toā€¦

SKINLESS X-1šŸ”“ āœ“ iNTERBEiNG
In fights we find we fear the same
Tires screeching sound like children through classist pleas & craving
All throughout thereā€™s been caving & sirens keep enslaving
Skinless barking, drowning, waving
As if traffic gleaming changing changes anything about what one could bring to the sidewalks & their strain
šŸ”“ Experience ā˜† Slips ā˜† Away
Freeze this moment a little bit longer
Make each sensation a little bit stronger
Experience slips away
šŸ”“ Screamography
Watch the glass for a mirror-melting glare
A forward lens thatā€™s centered on the tunnels fixed & tied up
Tranquil, hidden, dried up
Thirsting for a router reset dawn
Can you see their eyes from across the parking lot?
A middle of the road family concerned & confused
šŸ”“ Response To Subdivisions ā˜¾
Goodnight scattered light
Forests & fields
Iā€™m awake
Then a sparkling swamp sings me to sleep
šŸ”“ ļ¼µļ½ļ½ļ½…ļ½’ ļ¼°ļ½…ļ½Žļ½‰ļ½Žļ½“ļ½•ļ½Œļ½ šŸ¦Œ ā‘”ā“Ŗā‘ ā‘§
May your roots effervesce in a cove parallel while my airspace smiles & spins around you
šŸ”“ Ī›Ī®ĪøĪ·ć€ŒLethe 怍
Immobilized air rests hot
The passageways are lit with glitchy flailing thought
I, a single perfect sphere, earthquaking & dead, balanced & queer, balanced in my head
In a 1992 dream I leave on a piece of hemisphere
Into the warmest star
A path straight thru fear
No monstrous hunt at throats of the throat could ever weld together a single quarter note
& every time Iā€™m lost in my story I radiate more heat than light A pulsing crux is interviewed, bolted in itā€™s heated La-Z-BoyTM
It tongues a serving of voices that unfurls onto Letheā€™s shores
A fishhook wags its tail ambitiously
Us refugees question our chests yet they are still safer harbors so the victims of wrong perception can safely foam into you
Skinless X-1 track notes (as seen in the LP insert)1. Fire-Toolz šŸ”„šŸ›  Theme - is a song for navigating the foyers of transcendent dimensions.2. āœ“ iNTERBEiNG - Everything & everywhere inter-is.3. Experience ā˜† Slips ā˜† Away - There is no time, only now.4. Screamography - RIYL the silent observation of the mind-made self.5. Second Life
I: Windows Might Explode {0:00 - 0:56}
II: Angelfire {0:57 - 1:44}
III: At The Pig Well Pt 3 [CODENAMEAIRDROP] aka There Is No Death, Only Transmigration {1:45 - 2:56}
IV: Ticker Symbol MSPG {2:57+}
6. Response To Subdivisions ā˜¾ - Thriving in-between the bright lights & the far unlit unknown.7. Shadowfacts
I: Point A {0:00 - 0:45}
II: Point B {0:46 - 1:15}
III: Point A [CODENAME
NO RETURN] {1:16+}8. ļ¼µļ½ļ½ļ½…ļ½’ ļ¼°ļ½…ļ½Žļ½‰ļ½Žļ½“ļ½•ļ½Œļ½ šŸ¦Œ ā‘”ā“Ŗā‘ ā‘§
I: Labyrinth {0:00 - 0:36}
II: A Friend {0:37 - 1:39}
III: The Nigh End {1:40+}
9. Ī¼Ī±ĪŗĪ±ĢĻĻ‰Ī½ Ī½Ī·Ķ‚ĻƒĪæĪ¹ć€ŒFortunate Isles怍 - Passage 1 of the Hidden Tranquility Trilogy10. Ī—Ģ“Ī»Ļ…ĢĻƒĪ¹ĪæĪ½ Ļ€ĪµĪ“Ī¹ĢĪæĪ½ 怌Elysian Fields怍 - Passage 2 of the Hidden Tranquility Trilogy
I: Eventide Bats {0:00 - 1:10}
II: Forest & Swamp {1:11 - 1:46}
III: First Light At Artā€™s Pier {1:47 - 2:59}
IV: Fresh Fields {3:00 - 3:48}
V: Vivid Dome {3:49+}
11. Ī›Ī·ĢĪøĪ·ć€ŒLethe怍 - Passage 3 of the Hidden Tranquility Trilogy12. Proxy Bay šŸŒ€
I: Another Page {0:00 - 0:54}
II: Every Turn Of The World {0:55 - 1:46}
III: Rendezvous {1:47 - 2:38}
IV: Back Of My Mind {2:39+}
13. In The Computer Room @ Dusk ā˜• - 38.898632, -76.512993

INTERBEINGšŸ”“ Window 2 Window
A draft does sew oneself straight thru window to blade to passageway
Window to window
I want to find something good in the air
I place my hope in suburbia
Just once in the grass on my lunch break I materialized right in the center
I let myself hear the meathooks, the Macbooks, every street crossing, every sidewalk slash, even Jesus Christ on a podcast.
I place my hope in suburbia
Iā€™ve always aimed to live in an air conditioned car in the cookie cutter district of a desolate utopia
It can be such warfare to unclench this ego and evaporate as keenly as I came
Iā€™ve embraced my inner suburbia
A small seedā€™s needs are always met
Why do I ask questions before thinking?
Iā€™m creating complications!
šŸ”“ Window 2 Window 2 Window
Iā€™m dressing my hungry brain in freshly cut lawn
I felt lightly touched tips of row houses on my toes
Tender in new cities without sleep
Wake up alone
Plant myself in the floor
The spout of golden light in my ear
I am empty
I am free
The zā€™s got caught in my split ends
The hook is through my lip
I crave so much a loft to live in
A cozy grave to call my Homeā„¢
I crave
Everywhereā€™s spacious in real life
The random access memories
A work path
These blending options
If you lived here, youā€™d be home right now
The future of the world will be a network
A pyramid turned upside-down
Solutions for a small planet
I crave
šŸ”“ [CODENAME_BONKERS]
ā€œWhen there is hatred against you, may you come back to your bodyā€¦
May you come back to your breathā€¦
When there is harm, may you remain visible on the path of spiritā€¦
May awakening be known in your body at this timeā€¦
May rage be settledā€¦
May the idea of enemy be banishedā€¦
May actions be filled with sincere purposeā€¦
May wellness be illuminatedā€¦
May all beings be well in itā€™s broadest sense.
May rage be settledā€¦ā€
šŸ”“ Passageways To Meeting Areas
Iā€™ll empty myself out so I can see.
Everything & everywhere is spacious.
Is there somewhere empty that we can meet?
šŸ”“ The Step-in Fantasyland Place
ā€œI am demon, with horn. [sic]ā€
Why doesnā€™t anyone wanna pay for this copulation?
You see me through white dust
My hairline past my shadow
The web is just a web
Unclogging ports one afternoon at a time with weapons
I think I will undergo disambiguation from these orbs of folly
My roots can attest
Iā€™ll smile the weapon
In a Fantasyland Place, I step in
I will undergo renewal, re-transformation
šŸ”“ Reality Mask [========= ] 93.7247/bps 90% -āˆžs
Pouring water over my glass eyes
Such a tiny gap to find
Noise shaping, total pre-saturation, self-bias resistor
Iā€™ve become alignment flexing with sheen, blossoming into me
šŸ”“ Dreamt Hex Code
So as it turns out Iā€™m not quite prey
Thereā€™s hindsight for free in the entryway
But at the wheel, a bristle worm
Your HRQOL, my investment firm
I felt I had been screaming doubt
But someone elseā€™s voice was crying out
I unhid your files and iced the Finder
Then took a nap in a canopy
Ultimately my red hot rise that went through walls and squeezed your eyes shouldā€™ve lost so much more
I shouldā€™ve really realized that at its core
So as it turns out Iā€™m not quite done sucking up and fucking up my fatherā€™s son
I should really take the time to listen to what my enemies are saying
In the arms of a morbid angle, fly away from me
šŸ”“ The Path Straight Thru
ā€œIf you are centered, nothing can really hurt you"
Even when your neck is bubbling
(Hello fiery gateways. Pillow liberated tenderness.)
Even when Iā€™m faced with danger
And I will be because my body is a danger to me
ā€œI felt, I donā€™t know, it was like I was outside myself, watching myself"
[lyrics deleted]

DRIP MENTALšŸ”“ Subconscious Pilsen Relics Pt 2 [CODENAME_AIRPLANE MODE]
I donā€™t wanna make this drive
I feel like Iā€™m driving through last year
Look! Iā€™m already here in Pilsen/Iā€™ve already hit something
Woke up and found myself hunting for a warm place like neighborhood cats
I donā€™t wanna be here
I donā€™t wanna see you
All of a sudden, I felt there was more closure
There is nothing that isnā€™t handed to myself from my own grip
Woke up and found cancer inside
Crawled out of my own organs for a warm blanket again
Warming up the cancer
Bleed it out like money
šŸ”“ All Deth Is U [CODENAME_FINAL TOUCH LOCATION]
Guns donā€™t kill people unless the guns are me
In a sea of semen a slug can still be free
Iā€™m squeezing your lungs into your burning flags with the heat
So unbelievably connected
Scars, stripes, straps, bites, stars
Stripes and straps and bites and stripes
Gotta choose between fucked or dead
Cuz this glow inside head shot back
I dreamt that every man who didnā€™t fight for me was shot
šŸ”“ All Deth Is U2 [CODENAME_GUIDED ACCESS]
ā€œThis isnā€™t your average every day darkness.
This is advanced darkness.ā€
Iā€™ll peck off your foot and your fetish
Your temporary contemporary and self loathing bastard ale
Your rare and flaming burnt brightly firing freakout
Your aversions
Your adverse reactions
A good honest look between your legs
A drippy mental cloud of marble spelling spirit spit to shower in
Its not like a dream at all
The airport took my pepper spray but Iā€™ve got the pocket knife a cop stole from an urban outfitter
Lets take a good honest look between our own good honest legs
Mine are covered in razor bumps
Iā€™ve got 5 new cartridges
Iā€™ve saved one for this occasion
šŸ”“ Relevant Shambala Texts [CODENAME_INITIAL TOUCH LOCATION]
Everything and everywhere is a teacher
ā€œPlace your fearful mind in the cradle of loving-kindness
and nurse it with the profound brilliant milk of doubtlessness
and in the cool shade of fearlessness, fan it with the fan of joy and happiness.ā€œ
Place your fearful mind in the cradle of loving-kindness
Loving-kindness
šŸ”“ The Graying Of The Crocs [CODENAME_PASSBOOK]
ā€œLook behind you. Hahaha!ā€
ā€œThis was a dead end a minute ago.ā€
ā€œNo, thats the dead end, behind you!ā€
Kush distractions hush your brain waves
Hush angelic voices cuz kush saves
Kush! Kush! Kush! Kush! Kush! Kush! Kush! Kush!
A low-level format is complete
I make the bed with sheets of hurt
I promise I wish I wanted more
I fill the bed with dreams of hurt
I know you wish I wanted more
Theres always something there for trial and trauma
Inner-living
Dusky shadows skid into creeping crevices
Youā€™ll always be a part of me
Youā€™ll always delete a part of me
Less and less and less and less and less and less and less and less and
less and less and less and less and lessen less and lessen-less and
lessons in your sanitary quite contrary slut-shamed fuck-less
sorry I slut-shamed your fuck-list
Iā€™m sorry I slut-shamed your fuck-list
Iā€™m sorry
I sense the fur and feathers near
I feel the lure of tongue-tied fear
I watched the film crack and fall
Youā€™re almost gone after-all
šŸ”“ Busy Beaver Lunch Break [CODENAME_SPOTLIGHT SEARCH]
Iā€™m lost in an alley somewhere between Spaulding and Kedzie hiding from cis men
Iā€™ve got my one-hitter stuffed with girl scout cookie
Just enough to sizzle my eyes so my sail back into view is warm
I donā€™t recall who I am
I donā€™t remember anything
Clasping a view is sucking in plasticity
and Iā€™ve not dreamt and sat with you in quite a few armfuls
Its been months since Iā€™ve caught sight of myself at a sustainable distance
Iā€™ve not glowed with fine-feathered broadcasts with my apartment amidst space and time
Within local contexts and vocal complex characters bright and born in 1995
This delusion of a physique, an exciting panic
A losing fusing stone of oxygen
I suffer less, so much less
(ā€œtake all your pills, sleep all dayā€ / take all your thrills, slip all day)
Iā€™ve dripped and fallen through a tiny eye like a camel hovering with wide angel sails
She was shown the way through heavenā€™s gate
A gate drenched in tears
Will I find accumulated shit underneath the fallacy that I am far away rather than nirvana-tied
That distant girl chained up inside the cavity above fragile winding roads
A water balloon filled with tears
Like a fuck palace built with particle board
Like a reality made from reality
ā€œIā€™m so sorry, Angel. Iā€™m so sorry, Angel
Do you want me to walk with you?ā€
Like a fucking water balloon filled with tears
Nirvana is without concepts
I could take a gander at ourselves and say we are graying, graying, graying
I see life sprouting little mushrooms and homes from within our collective corpse
I smell that corpse
Total desaturation and karmic seeds
Very little fire
Much room for dreaming
Unstable and shallow
Reaching stakes
Intertwine, interweave
(Round up some awake and awake and sun rising wide open vast blue sky)
šŸ”“ Libra/Virgo Cusp Shit [CODENAME_PERSONAL HOTSPOT]
ā€œI need those codes.ā€
ā€œNo, you want those codes.ā€
I am about the shaking that isnā€™t worth much time
Iā€™m inside the tightness of your faint pantomime
And how far beyond I wade in this crystalized frontier
A hand in my hand is bleakness
The dawn of me is near
The cityā€™s sins are clear
Your city lights are dear
And the other type of victim is every time you say it
Tied to a chair with my skirt at my ankles
Holding my hand is bleakness
Your breath was filled with downsize
And I was there as before
šŸ”“ To See My Hatred Clearly [CODENAME_TOUCH ACCOMODATIONS]
This is the place where I have not yet begun learn at all who I am:
Iā€™m callinā€™ you, Iā€™m callinā€™ you
You donā€™t have to pick up
Just put your iPhone in your pussy
Iā€™m callinā€™ you
We share your mind
One gray dull point in consciousness
I share a universe with a face now
I swear its incomplete
Violet, growing, smooth and steady
Now my body, now my bodyā€™s ready
Now my body is ready
ā€œClarify my hate with grace.ā€
A grip of shreds tied in lace
I can make art out of your face
Iā€™m callinā€™ you
ā€œIt feels like everything becomes a trigger.ā€
I admire your lineage
Her growth like a little friend climbing foliage
And I think highly of your abortion
Exiled and fused, we end in tune
And I think highly of your abortion
šŸ”“ At The Pig Well [CODENAME_CARPLAY]
ā€œDrip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip!ā€
ā€œCome on in guys. Come in, come in, come in, come in, come in.ā€œ
ā€!Mih hsinifā€
Iā€™m dripping, dripping, dripping, from your juice box
ā€œFile existsā€
Not unlike this sip sound from your drink boxes, your bangs are pasted
Blank mouth
Youā€™re inside yourself
Iā€™m so often close by basking in a meta fragrance
I donā€™t have to have more of you
The swans greet you through my green upper body
Dripping, dripping, dripping
From your juice box to sincerity
Swallow me, please, like a yolk
If youd like to fuck, thatd be fine
I love you in this way
Uh oh!
šŸ”“ At The Pig Well Pt 2 [CODENAME_TOUCH ID]
I am a flower
You are a long fence
I tend to cower
Beware! A pretense
I can skate the surface of an untied shred of you in a faux leather harness
Do not pursue!
Holy shit! Now its my turn to pour the bubbling ink all over her!
ā€œDoused in pink bubbly bubblegum, smile with your tongue on my faceā€
Eye-pinned spy vs spy
Maybe forgive my ricochet
Thu vibez r dizt0rted
Do not pursue
Square off
Where is the door?
At my right hand, a very soft face
I wanna tell my supervisor about you!
Iā€™m confident a copper mud will smear
And bits of words with some lump in their tone
Could you maybe explain?
The recluse is me
All we do now it seems these days is swim in each others palms
My ten legs stored up courage to clasp neon red structure floating in space
Always a brown recluse
Its in the leather
Hooked fingers wiggling worms galore
Open windows and doors
Thin, thin, thin
ā€œDoused in pink bubbly bubblegum, smile with your tongue on my faceā€
šŸ”“ ? [CODENAME_AUTOBRIGHTNESS]
Well, Iā€™m naked and stoned as fuck
I got lost in your sheets but you changed them
Sirens blazing all this time
Black light coddles white darkness
My eyes gray and yours as shut as the unborn path
I stockpile, I still frame
I was tracing back the footprints through your door into the womb
Its getting less and less
The sharpness of this big fucking orgy
Youā€™re all spiky like golden rays of light through my feet
I canā€™t hear my convictions over all your bodies
I am too ill to muster the sleep so I trickle out of my worm-body
I stockpile, I still frame
You were rushing back to protect me from my perpetual doom
ā€œAt night, I think of you. I want to be your lady, maybe
If your game is on, give me a call boo. Gonna give my all to youā€
I am glitter-shitting
I am capable of receiving love in our mutual tomb
They make the bed smell of hurt but I promise I, I want more