Chaos thread or hyperdimensional lyric battle
A thread from deoxy.org. Just re-discovered in 'sent mail' to my family.
"Why the World's Fucked Up" (Thread circa late 2007)
babbarr ---
Because most people hold onto
and consider their most treasured
possession their own worst enemy:
ego
greenpsychosis
when we label people
we lock them down
in a fixed perception
and all too often
they succumb
to what the labellers
told them
they were
when in actuality
what the labellers
see
is only a tiny
fraction
of what
that person
they're labelling
is
to a much broader
extent
we are many things
we are everything
but most of all
we are the actions
we choose TO BE
and integrity
and morality
play a large part
if you're into
those sorts of things
I AM
and i too
will hold on to them
for a long long
time
ZenJaMMiN ----
there is a kernel of energy 'tendency' that created what you called EGO
Many of the complexes which you called EGO
why not defer to that kernel..?..
gopaniwag ----
kernal of my kernal
blue corn of black rice
secret of the secret
out in the open open
little uddha of big buddha
lotus of this sutra song
diamond of directions
let go ego of my ego
fruit pit in belly
bowl of my alms bowl
from uncountable lifetimes
rags wrapped around this
newspapers to cover the sun
down this material world
voices that create attachment
to myths of conqueror personas
to shadows of ignorance and pride
to God with dollar signs in his eye
oh we have seen this false ego before
have seen it rear its Moloch head
we have lost the thread of sanity
that once outlined some notion of
civilization that contained a kernal
of truth in every part of the whole
we needed to see through the eye of
universal understanding that is shed
like beams of harmonic rays like hands
stretched out to the holy beggar with
morsels of quantum voids star roads
oh the energy-go round oh where it stops
nobody knows yet there is a non-egoic
science that remembers why it came here
remembers the lines and shapes of truth
the ritual of simple flows and spoke it
to the elements as it recalls its silent
names that allowed for movement in swift
forms that mirror the river of human days
PeacePaul ---
let me take you by the hand,
feel the wallpaper of skin
embossed on my memory
like tattoos on a dragon drum
a path through the palindromic
seein' what we read in comics
rollin' down hills that have no
indentations, sighing...........
because we want to
Wake up
and shout from the top
of each and every cerebellum
yes yes yes each and every one of you is
in a state of REALisation, it's all true
everything you've ever wondered about is TRUE
YES you are enlightened, YES you are unique,
YES you can be anything you want to be
but if i said that, you'd laugh
and say it was
my ego
or you'd think i was just singin' you a song.
grouchotrout -----
dawoilds fukt up coz
peoples think it's fukt up, he sayid.
peoples sayis, dawoilds fukt up!
and den a people goes, yup, shore iz, innit?
den a peoples what don't have fun tings tadoo
gitogether and sayis, wheeze gotsa fixedis!
but days daddies ne'er toldem,
iffinitaint brokedon't ficsit!
disis what he thanks, sumtimes, to hisself.
forealzdo, he finks dat izallall.
fucking iz for the making of the babies.
pointz isfor daycart
anduh tippy top of zippeez hayud.
ZenJaMMiN----
she go. . .go . . . go egoing . . .
going BOiNG not unlike
a big Boeing
roaring overhead
beneath clouds frowning
an ego in every thread,
every wispy vaporous head
dead ego, live ego
you go me go it go
no go no show
just flow fo sho
fo po po badge of the id - go ipsus
go to IP address
do no collect ASCII
flow like the chi chi
be like bees and she-be
for a threebie freebie sheik's sheaf
face in a sheath
mind in a wreath
framed in pain with bleached teeth
gold framed leaf
golden teeth
where is the ego beef, chief?
the whizzes of id
the live and the dead,they didn't
they did
they done dunnit
who'd of thunk it
goth and punk, tattoos and cockrings
ringworms and maggots
jocks and faggots
line dancing and supermarket prancing
thongs on aisle nine
rubber glasses and high class wine
ego the form given a name
washed aside with storm, the rain came
and thunder was born, to the bighead's shame
ripe as striped candy, a dollar a dame,
a chivalrous damsel under duress
whaddayaknow
even a rhythmic free-flow
soon turns sour
with the spellpower,
of clockwork egos
gopaniwag'
ego shemego
web sites e go go
e put e go on
and hit the go button
it gets readable
go e go e go e on
the road, the yellow
mellow shark hark no
got me no ego
baby, ego is junk
baby
junk is ego
junk is no good baby
ego baby junk
baby junk
egg on yer ego
no good baby
baby ego
MY EGO!!!!
OOPS!! yer eeeeegoooo
is showin baby it's bad
junk ego
let go
eeee
ZenJaMMiN---
"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
MINE,"
and baby began
the toddler's tough strut,
began and i-ran
i run to e-bay
to google the ego
the rattles and googligock
Mine! playroom, playthings
spyware toys for daycare boys,
the birthright of squirt shit and snore flow ever more
Decorego
arghmoose
anyfluece
Master Suess
fleece in your foose and a mouse in my noose
a loco comotion caboose charade
lingerie lime with lemon AIDs
ego space trapped in smiling face
entranced in expectation
egads! tis fucked up, doest they enjoy that
frozen fit of facial distortion
ramming your Being into confounding proportion
(y'all world o' lego lucifers)
Legs and moto scooters
shooter arcades under blinking strobelight beerdriven limeade
you got i got
what we were born with
*period*
replaced by generating
generations ov cells
mimicking the former or outdoing them or failing them
depends on your Terrain
what you came into Bodhi with,
the Body Tree,
(love uh lee#)
Achtung! there go go MINE!! if there is such a thang
as possession
but cling on babes, beautiful bebes,
if it 'makes' the sun shine,
you got you got ego you was born with is all
how tall is that
wii world of false brats
breaking silence with spats
"Why the World's Fucked Up" (Thread circa late 2007)
babbarr ---
Because most people hold onto
and consider their most treasured
possession their own worst enemy:
ego
greenpsychosis
when we label people
we lock them down
in a fixed perception
and all too often
they succumb
to what the labellers
told them
they were
when in actuality
what the labellers
see
is only a tiny
fraction
of what
that person
they're labelling
is
to a much broader
extent
we are many things
we are everything
but most of all
we are the actions
we choose TO BE
and integrity
and morality
play a large part
if you're into
those sorts of things
I AM
and i too
will hold on to them
for a long long
time
ZenJaMMiN ----
there is a kernel of energy 'tendency' that created what you called EGO
Many of the complexes which you called EGO
why not defer to that kernel..?..
gopaniwag ----
kernal of my kernal
blue corn of black rice
secret of the secret
out in the open open
little uddha of big buddha
lotus of this sutra song
diamond of directions
let go ego of my ego
fruit pit in belly
bowl of my alms bowl
from uncountable lifetimes
rags wrapped around this
newspapers to cover the sun
down this material world
voices that create attachment
to myths of conqueror personas
to shadows of ignorance and pride
to God with dollar signs in his eye
oh we have seen this false ego before
have seen it rear its Moloch head
we have lost the thread of sanity
that once outlined some notion of
civilization that contained a kernal
of truth in every part of the whole
we needed to see through the eye of
universal understanding that is shed
like beams of harmonic rays like hands
stretched out to the holy beggar with
morsels of quantum voids star roads
oh the energy-go round oh where it stops
nobody knows yet there is a non-egoic
science that remembers why it came here
remembers the lines and shapes of truth
the ritual of simple flows and spoke it
to the elements as it recalls its silent
names that allowed for movement in swift
forms that mirror the river of human days
PeacePaul ---
let me take you by the hand,
feel the wallpaper of skin
embossed on my memory
like tattoos on a dragon drum
a path through the palindromic
seein' what we read in comics
rollin' down hills that have no
indentations, sighing...........
because we want to
Wake up
and shout from the top
of each and every cerebellum
yes yes yes each and every one of you is
in a state of REALisation, it's all true
everything you've ever wondered about is TRUE
YES you are enlightened, YES you are unique,
YES you can be anything you want to be
but if i said that, you'd laugh
and say it was
my ego
or you'd think i was just singin' you a song.
grouchotrout -----
dawoilds fukt up coz
peoples think it's fukt up, he sayid.
peoples sayis, dawoilds fukt up!
and den a people goes, yup, shore iz, innit?
den a peoples what don't have fun tings tadoo
gitogether and sayis, wheeze gotsa fixedis!
but days daddies ne'er toldem,
iffinitaint brokedon't ficsit!
disis what he thanks, sumtimes, to hisself.
forealzdo, he finks dat izallall.
fucking iz for the making of the babies.
pointz isfor daycart
anduh tippy top of zippeez hayud.
ZenJaMMiN----
she go. . .go . . . go egoing . . .
going BOiNG not unlike
a big Boeing
roaring overhead
beneath clouds frowning
an ego in every thread,
every wispy vaporous head
dead ego, live ego
you go me go it go
no go no show
just flow fo sho
fo po po badge of the id - go ipsus
go to IP address
do no collect ASCII
flow like the chi chi
be like bees and she-be
for a threebie freebie sheik's sheaf
face in a sheath
mind in a wreath
framed in pain with bleached teeth
gold framed leaf
golden teeth
where is the ego beef, chief?
the whizzes of id
the live and the dead,they didn't
they did
they done dunnit
who'd of thunk it
goth and punk, tattoos and cockrings
ringworms and maggots
jocks and faggots
line dancing and supermarket prancing
thongs on aisle nine
rubber glasses and high class wine
ego the form given a name
washed aside with storm, the rain came
and thunder was born, to the bighead's shame
ripe as striped candy, a dollar a dame,
a chivalrous damsel under duress
whaddayaknow
even a rhythmic free-flow
soon turns sour
with the spellpower,
of clockwork egos
gopaniwag'
ego shemego
web sites e go go
e put e go on
and hit the go button
it gets readable
go e go e go e on
the road, the yellow
mellow shark hark no
got me no ego
baby, ego is junk
baby
junk is ego
junk is no good baby
ego baby junk
baby junk
egg on yer ego
no good baby
baby ego
MY EGO!!!!
OOPS!! yer eeeeegoooo
is showin baby it's bad
junk ego
let go
eeee
ZenJaMMiN---
"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
MINE,"
and baby began
the toddler's tough strut,
began and i-ran
i run to e-bay
to google the ego
the rattles and googligock
Mine! playroom, playthings
spyware toys for daycare boys,
the birthright of squirt shit and snore flow ever more
Decorego
arghmoose
anyfluece
Master Suess
fleece in your foose and a mouse in my noose
a loco comotion caboose charade
lingerie lime with lemon AIDs
ego space trapped in smiling face
entranced in expectation
egads! tis fucked up, doest they enjoy that
frozen fit of facial distortion
ramming your Being into confounding proportion
(y'all world o' lego lucifers)
Legs and moto scooters
shooter arcades under blinking strobelight beerdriven limeade
you got i got
what we were born with
*period*
replaced by generating
generations ov cells
mimicking the former or outdoing them or failing them
depends on your Terrain
what you came into Bodhi with,
the Body Tree,
(love uh lee#)
Achtung! there go go MINE!! if there is such a thang
as possession
but cling on babes, beautiful bebes,
if it 'makes' the sun shine,
you got you got ego you was born with is all
how tall is that
wii world of false brats
breaking silence with spats