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Pontification
(collab of Ali and Prophet)
Leadbelly, Otis, Mingus
Don’t you dare call me a Pinkus
I’ve seen the idols,
Parade in the dew
Sorry for my patience
The folly complacent
What’s the meaning of Hyperspace contagent
A sparkle a spec and a conscience
Secret Hommoculus
Compacted mindset?
A beneficial inoculate
So we try to hard to change the world
And this innocent bard
is hurled forth
by his own will
to add and create,
or destroy and kill,
Picking up the crates
that the corporations build,
carrying them upon his back,
bearing the weight
for a crying, passionate world,
and taking their overflowing
energy to spill back
upon them in a
confusing chaotic splash
Trying to find the
staircase to nowhere,
leaving everywhere behind,
resonating within the mind
A single word:
“oneness”
To live is to sit
upon the bounding tide
Energy is wasted in
Futile strides.
Motion exists, for one
to see.
Never will you find it
with simple “you’s” and “me’s”
For in you and me lies separation
Dragging weights in all directions
a ripping vibration
In the one there lies a peace
no thoughts of traitorous insurrection
Upon the waves, power you may lease
Leadbelly, Otis, Mingus
Don’t you dare call me a Pinkus
I’ve seen the idols,
Parade in the dew
Sorry for my patience
The folly complacent
What’s the meaning of Hyperspace contagent
A sparkle a spec and a conscience
Secret Hommoculus
Compacted mindset?
A beneficial inoculate
So we try to hard to change the world
And this innocent bard
is hurled forth
by his own will
to add and create,
or destroy and kill,
Picking up the crates
that the corporations build,
carrying them upon his back,
bearing the weight
for a crying, passionate world,
and taking their overflowing
energy to spill back
upon them in a
confusing chaotic splash
Trying to find the
staircase to nowhere,
leaving everywhere behind,
resonating within the mind
A single word:
“oneness”
To live is to sit
upon the bounding tide
Energy is wasted in
Futile strides.
Motion exists, for one
to see.
Never will you find it
with simple “you’s” and “me’s”
For in you and me lies separation
Dragging weights in all directions
a ripping vibration
In the one there lies a peace
no thoughts of traitorous insurrection
Upon the waves, power you may lease
Published 7th Jun 2012
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