small shit

Question
Are you present for the lesson?
Or have you been guessing it’s just
That we spent a long time on these sessions
Eons in progressions traveling through the seven dimensions
Chakras shake ya body like chaka kahn
I know because I seen ya, it’s what I do
I jot it down
Do you breathe the incense in?
Or the smell of the sweat on the skin?
Or is that too uncouth for your sensitive sense of civilization
Cause everything that I read says that history belongs to them
And I don’t believe ‘em
We make this, I’ve seen it
I’ve done it, believe it
Small shit, the miracles are miniscule
Listen to heartbeats
Their music is what gets us through
We are the situation, we are solution
We are the consumer, and the product it consumes
But the thing about consumerism
It’s bound to be consumed
But listen to the earth now
She’s teaching how to sow
So every day the sun returns
Then on that day... I’ll grow