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Ayahuasca queen Visit in hallucinogenic dreams, From the liquid brew That makes you want to spew, Double incontinence exudes Terrifying trips will scare you, Terrorising all that you do On this state of altered states, That you scream in an attempt to evacuate The realms of the Ayahuasca queen. Image courtesy of pinterest
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Crazy shit formed in webs Milling among the wandering dead Darkness lures you within with dread All this horror needs to be fed Sycophantic demons seek to get inside your head There’s not much that can be said Within the twisted minds strapped to beds Welcome to the psycho ward where we are bled To
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Money in, money out Life’s so hard without doubt Overtime and pay rise back pay Jump for joy, happy days Then get told my car needs work To stay on the road, man that hurt Back to negative defecit Now tell me that life ain’t shit All the extra work for money Drained away now
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Write like a dream maker weaving dreams like an orchestral conductor, commanding the magical dance among the stars.
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Throughout history, countless movements have demonstrated that the path from oppression to freedom is often paved with the powerful forces of intellectualism and creativity. In an era where peaceful revolution has become a beacon of hope for change, harnessing the minds and talents of individuals is more crucial than ever. This blog post explores how
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I turn my back on genocide enablers and promoters, I support and promote life, love and light, so free Palastine and Fuck the IDF
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Don’t be what you think others want you to be, or write stuff that appeals to others. Be you, write for you even if it leaves you alone because you’re still in great company.
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Do you struggle thinking people just don’t get you, well don’t worry, that’s a good thing, it shows your free spirit, mind and individuality.
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I’ve met the men who act like manly men, to the ones who hold the hands during the period pains suffered by their girlfriend’s, I see two wide and obvious extremes, one type caring the other seems mean, but in the middle there are so many more, struggling to find the right balance of less
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I walk through the fires of life and suffer the grief of death and it wounded my soul but with every breath, I seek to find love in everything. As fractured as life becomes and as dark as the depths I sank I never gave up believing that light always resonates for us all again.