this is me on drugs. part trying to get back where I belong
sitting on the porch in my high-d place
the chemical takes my mind on a ride
like a car to the ryhme time
dammit there was way more, it seemed to roll on forever,
by the time I thought hey I should try writing some
stream I was into that other place
where I see a red face, a different time and place
where I could erase a peice of fate, If Im tooo laate
this time in place is not a race but a chase of face a
test of wait
Oh could I bait oh could I make
you know this takes
I would be the one
the one begotten son
the only ever one to be
I AM
I see the human race
I see the time and pace
I watch fate unfold before my eyes
I would set you on fire
A fire that wont expire
a truely wretched fate
for those who come too late
Lost in eternal fire
you know your worlds on fire
you set yourself on fire
you see you are the one
you say what must be done
you burn your world somehow
and I ...
I dont know where that part goes off too yet
I just let it roll this and that way
there is more that just one word in each that you heard
I speak that way sometimes, in silly rymes, I like em
I found myself thinking about why I want to repeat
peoples statments and make them better after they have
said something rather witty
If I cant say it any better I find a way to say
something else that kicks it up a notch, but
I get the feeling sometimes people dont appreciate it
the way I do
I think its fun
I think it should be done
so that we all can do it better
see how amusing that is
its like a koan
like rolling words around in your hand
making your thought into a jazz band
ok that might have gone too far, maybe thats why none(*)
appreciates it
"but why are you looking at how badly I spell things!!!
spelling is stupid!!!"
!!!-childish hatred and frustration screaming at the
world to grow up and get over anal retentive 17th
century linguistic dogmatics!!!
sometimes I like to get really high, unfortuantly this
thing will have to stop for a moment
I have to get off the keyboard to scrape my pipe and
smoke more resin
damn drugs, being all hard and difficult to do, guess it
builds character!
!-YES!
!-Note to self, talk about character and experience
and stuff/shit after getting really high!
!-warning!
!-dont disturb natural creative flow by cramming the
outflow of drug induced creative/psycosis
the chemical takes my mind on a ride
like a car to the ryhme time
dammit there was way more, it seemed to roll on forever,
by the time I thought hey I should try writing some
stream I was into that other place
where I see a red face, a different time and place
where I could erase a peice of fate, If Im tooo laate
this time in place is not a race but a chase of face a
test of wait
Oh could I bait oh could I make
you know this takes
I would be the one
the one begotten son
the only ever one to be
I AM
I see the human race
I see the time and pace
I watch fate unfold before my eyes
I would set you on fire
A fire that wont expire
a truely wretched fate
for those who come too late
Lost in eternal fire
you know your worlds on fire
you set yourself on fire
you see you are the one
you say what must be done
you burn your world somehow
and I ...
I dont know where that part goes off too yet
I just let it roll this and that way
there is more that just one word in each that you heard
I speak that way sometimes, in silly rymes, I like em
I found myself thinking about why I want to repeat
peoples statments and make them better after they have
said something rather witty
If I cant say it any better I find a way to say
something else that kicks it up a notch, but
I get the feeling sometimes people dont appreciate it
the way I do
I think its fun
I think it should be done
so that we all can do it better
see how amusing that is
its like a koan
like rolling words around in your hand
making your thought into a jazz band
ok that might have gone too far, maybe thats why none(*)
appreciates it
"but why are you looking at how badly I spell things!!!
spelling is stupid!!!"
!!!-childish hatred and frustration screaming at the
world to grow up and get over anal retentive 17th
century linguistic dogmatics!!!
sometimes I like to get really high, unfortuantly this
thing will have to stop for a moment
I have to get off the keyboard to scrape my pipe and
smoke more resin
damn drugs, being all hard and difficult to do, guess it
builds character!
!-YES!
!-Note to self, talk about character and experience
and stuff/shit after getting really high!
!-warning!
!-dont disturb natural creative flow by cramming the
outflow of drug induced creative/psycosis