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[spokojnik]

there is no me
there is no you
there is no pain
just mountain dew

divisions are regretful
delusions - forgetful
it's not in the money
it's not in the books
this life is only as still
as it looks

brothers and sisters
ladies and misters
scratching the surface
we're shallow and nervous

the day never ends
the night is illusory
making amends
until the law bends

it's in the stillness
the goodness, the realness
the unintentional
the local, the national

the pride cannot dance
or jump cross the fence
the lies are perpetual
it's time for a cleanse

it's time for tomorrow
no planning - no sorrow
don't place your bets
it's as good as it gets

the dharma awaits you
the karma castrates you
you're free but you're not
is that all you've got?

is this your design for a life?
the common. habitual strife
for positive feedback from death?
to accumulate burdening wealth?

please understand
i'm not willing to stand
next to those who exert
just the ignorant dirt

forgive me and free me
release yourself upward
abstain from the gimmick
that makes you a coward

it is destined for all
to flower in sollitude
reflect on your attitude,
the goal is your soul.