Targeting the blood flow.

The reckless, usefulness indifference

The flood of equanimity. A new aspiration

A new revelation.

A new revolution.

A new place to settle down your toes and feet

On the place we always would have stared at

Dark within the Self

Dark within the knight

Dark within the warrior, the monastic

Love circle, deep within

To recategorize the flow

Of this dark crested butte life

Summarize nothing. There is nothing to be careful of

There is nothing to flag the epic side of ghosts

Ghosts will advantageous mockery the

Deceptive life chortle quadrant of staring

At the flesh heart guitar sword strewing

What should the music temple layer

Of transmogrified soul eschewed tap, tap

Swirl, swirl, egoic break and monastical float

Sunrise you for nothing

You haven’t seen before

Nothing you couldn’t have seen before

All of this is something or nothing. All of this

To the moment of beach hustle

At the edge of the water tide flow rush flow

At the edge of the mountaintop spiral quotient

Ladder to the internal eternal stars

You were always epic in these moments

You could have always been, you could

Always be. Epic in these moments

Before the water hue hub

Clandestine manufactures you

Clandestine cartilage dream sequence

Flood of light before the destiny uprising

Meta forms you

Tragically the consequences. Never seeing. Never being,

Never once advent hustle thrust

Derivation from the best of you

Ever to finger thistle whistle

De-integrate the life darkness manufacture

Moments to give heed to

All of this that surrounds you

That acknowledge and admonish

Your night life pendantic

Mirror at the carnival edge

To elucidate the forever

External moments. No space, no time

Night is not disseminated from time

Rattle bones within. A narcissistic moment

You have now eternally released

This is the Self. You are agnostic. Agnostic with

The equanimity beneath. Never needy

Never unready. Only allowing the Self

To transform the physical form in this material life

To become one. And never parcel out your sequence again

Just to be. Just to breath

Just to never falsify your life again.

Revelation. Deep Into the Basement of the Mind

Targeting the blood flow.

The reckless, usefulness indifference

The flood of equanimity. A new aspiration

A new revelation.

A new revolution.

A new place to settle down your toes and feet

On the place we always would have stared at

Dark within the Self

Dark within the knight

Dark within the warrior, the monastic

Love circle, deep within

To recategorize the flow

Of this dark crested butte life

Summarize nothing. There is nothing to be careful of

There is nothing to flag the epic side of ghosts

Ghosts will advantageous mockery the

Deceptive life chortle quadrant of staring

At the flesh heart guitar sword strewing

What should the music temple layer

Of transmogrified soul eschewed tap, tap

Swirl, swirl, egoic break and monastical float

Sunrise you for nothing

You haven’t seen before

Nothing you couldn’t have seen before

All of this is something or nothing. All of this

To the moment of beach hustle

At the edge of the water tide flow rush flow

At the edge of the mountaintop spiral quotient

Ladder to the internal eternal stars

You were always epic in these moments

You could have always been, you could

Always be. Epic in these moments

Before the water hue hub

Clandestine manufactures you

Clandestine cartilage dream sequence

Flood of light before the destiny uprising

Meta forms you

Tragically the consequences. Never seeing. Never being,

Never once advent hustle thrust

Derivation from the best of you

Ever to finger thistle whistle

De-integrate the life darkness manufacture

Moments to give heed to

All of this that surrounds you

That acknowledge and admonish

Your night life pendantic

Mirror at the carnival edge

To elucidate the forever

External moments. No space, no time

Night is not disseminated from time

Rattle bones within. A narcissistic moment

You have now eternally released

This is the Self. You are agnostic. Agnostic with

The equanimity beneath. Never needy

Never unready. Only allowing the Self

To transform the physical form in this material life

To become one. And never parcel out your sequence again

Just to be. Just to breath

Just to never falsify your life again.