enlightenment
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There’s a a whole new plain of existence that we don’t know In the cosmic dimensions where dark matter flows, And because it lays beyond our ken on the realms of the unknown We dismiss this all and say we’re all alone, That’s the trouble with how we live, we believe what we are told…
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The worse place to be is in a rut That place of mundanity, Where motivation stops you breaking free, Where everyday bleeds into the next That place that feels like groundhog Day, Where every waking moment seems the same, Played on a reoccurring feedback loop And what makes this worse is when we sit and…
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Is it just a coincidence that the new Covid-19 variant Omicron as a word rearranged spells moronic?
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The paradoxical paradigm Of conscious reality, Weighs heavy upon those Who understand it’s potentiality.
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The trees blaze as if on fire It’s autumn and the ground looks like a burning pyre, Reds and oranges resonate hotly I lay amongst the leaves and no one can stop me, Because I love to lay on natures soft leafy bed As fiery dreams dance in my head, The glory of these vibrant…
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At night, the doubts come This is the time we feel most lonely, This is when the fears slip in The night is when dreams begin, To fade into nightmarish echoes This is when we must learn to let go, And allow the universe to guard us with its resilient glow.
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She stood in silence in a tropical forest Sweat was running down her forehead, Standing in tight leather shorts And in sweat soaked vest, Daggers on her hips, sword across her back Panting heavily you could tell be her chest, Stepping quietly she knew she was being stalked She could hear her hunters as the…
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A heart of gold Will never be cold, And it resonates With a luminescent soul, Dazzling and warm That’s what kind of being is this And knows why they really exist, To be humble and caring Filled with love and compassion, Is this the kind of traits that define you?
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What’s art without a message To me it must have meaning I like art that sets you dreaming And that gives something fulfilling I like art to convey some meaning Better still if it inspires deep feelings Otherwise art becomes pointless and bland And so what’s the point of that I don’t understand.
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Yeah, there’s stormy weather Living in a time that’s not to clever, People live in debt on the never, never We don’t believe, that these hard times will last forever, But unless we decide to make a change Then everything my friend will remain the same, We’ll live in much more tumultuous times And this…
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