The floors start to shake
and eject their energy
in world-turning waves.
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The floors start to shake
and eject their energy
in world-turning waves.
In world-turning waves
Gravity pulls you closer-
Attraction joins you
Attraction joins you,
the long thread by those beacons
is shortened weaving.
Is shortened weaving
So terrible as weaving
Nothing of your own?
Nothing of your own?
Now living as a vagabond
Distant shoreless home
distant shoreless home
no finite edges to souls
eager to expand
Distant shoreless home
Vast journey here across plains
How did you make it?
(sorry, Janine- I'd love to join you, but I must leave soon! :bawling:)
(Oh, dang, well here!)
Eager to expand
Tiny minds sit at small desks
Open minds for all
(consider it fixed- now I retreat...:bawling: goodbye, my dears...
open minds for all
no religions, only the
god inside us all
God inside us all,
Twisting and squirming until
Holy vomit comes.
Holy vomit comes
spraying the faithful's red wings
with chunks of dogma
With chunks of dogma
Clouding my vision, I can't
Really think on God.
Really think on God
Perhaps fate doesn't exist
You just lead your life
(Chunks of Dogma! Awesome Riesa! :D))
You just lead your life
And someday you end up in
A wormfilled coffin.
You just lead your life
From one minute to now
Then to the unknown