MADMENS CALLING: sOuNdsCaPes

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Welcome into our zone
Now we’ll never leave you alone
This world’s a world our own
No matter what we’re gonna bring you home,
In fact we’ll pull you through time
We’ll pull you through time

Everybody wanna be infinite
As if we ain’t already permanent
Now steady your mind
To adapt to the fact that the ultimate trap is time
So it’s only relevant when applied
To the regeneration of generations tribe after tribe, Scribe after scribe
Always telling the same tale
About how their reign failed
And how ancients always meld
With the present presences
Cuz ain’t no difference only resistances
So we must provoke and invoke persistence in, the application of death
You know that never ending suspending in the left, Hand of God.
The diasporic Aghoric metaphoric band of odd
Clan of awe, Span the gland saw,
glimpse lent lightly, slightly transparent
Transplant transmutate
Then initiate cosmic
Though many interfere, shift gears
Cause which year was it, that we disappeared
I still flicker from it…
Standing in the chasm
While others stay obsessed with orgasms,
I confess the depths of this spasm
Which only hits like a gift slash glitch,
To twist into the infinite
So every tomorrow is borrowed for only physical impermanence is permanent
Now dig what Aunt Gail went
And told me, when she went
After the veil spent time deteriorating
In the waiting room, We consumed concentrating
Her husband meditating
Me and pops anticipating the worst
Ain’t no escaping the hearse,
First the body then the mind, for every soul thirst
For that only freedom
And you’ll know me as no lie if you try to see them
And this is why I Only allow
myself to reveal the seal to those who love the insane
For we know they refuse to be healed
Now dig, my participation in emancipation
As the cure in itself for the addiction to transformation
And the cultivation of…
True salvation.