Sep 03, 2004 22:56
11pm times are flowing like the cosmic waves that bring the attentive soul through music which powers the mind to think in psychadelic colors and lsd dreams. An acid trip if you will, ladies and gentlemen I am the golden god of the indigo aura, a drug child of the future and the anarchy of the liberal society i the free spirit in which you only dream to be will one day run the future of what you follow for 2 hours on a black screen in a cool room where you get so into the picture that it sucks you in like a tornado in the eye of a storm, you smell the rain on the screen in WS format like an Ecstacy trip that never lets you feel unloved as you get the warmth over your body allow my energy to flow through your veins like a tattooed ink mark through your skin with a disease of comfort in which you will remember for eternity. I am your anti drug. With peace harmony and some really good resin reefer allow my pot days to flow through your world like something you will smoke through a bong bigger than your head. a hooka if you will to feel the bob marley days of which you will remember your youth as a prisoner to your own country, take simon and garfunkels song "America" light a candle and see your future play out in front of you like a fucking musical. Allow the lyrics to take over your body as you lay helplessly to the mercy of the 60's revolutionary as i type this on some kind of fucking drug trip allow the cosmic energy of what has brought the youth together, do it for the music and with the music. Make my fucking music, take the song and close your eyes vibe to the voices of chris robinson with the sunsetting and the smoke filling your lungs feel it burn to the core and surrender to what we have given up for the sake of the republicans.
**sorry i'm on drugs, random babbling will occur**