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Holy Tether
00:21
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“What a liberation to realize that the voice in my head is not who I am.
Who am I then?
The one who sees that.” -Eckhart Tolle
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Mosquito Mouth
05:08
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Mosquitos born of me
Leave a trail of slime
Everywhere I slip
Traps set by the scent I send
Set sail in silence
Into the sunset where you belong
There’s no fucking way you’re supposed to be here
All sticky and stuck
Everyone wishes you luck
Take classes in order to un-suck your life from the walls that soak up sunlight
In the small halls of our house
There is no fucking way you’re supposed to be here
I should be alone with these slithering friends
Whom my sharp shooting brushes against
In a way without theories
Without worry, just fury
Just furry little friends
Never doubting my love
Just running from the sounds they don’t understand
And yet they understand because they don’t understand
So they understand everything
I barely understand anything
AI is running the show
I’m the projector
You’re the screen
I take the fall
I am the front lines
I am the fall
Or this infection is
I taste something not far from my tongue
What is it
Mosquitos probably
Flooding, flooding, floating
I’m making dinner with equanimity and spice
I’m making a fire so we can be warm and nice
I’m making our meals now
You don’t have to work hard anymore
I’m making you feel good now
You don’t have to worry anymore
Fill my mouth with mosquitos
Let their venom mix with mine
Let their venom mix with mine
Fill my mouth with mosquitos
Let their venom mix with mine
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("Angel, it's not happening again.
The things that happened in your past are not happening now.")
Where is your gleam?
Turning up pillows
Second dose silent & sun-risen absent
("I'm not going anywhere!
I want to be with you!")
You pour out everything I wished for
("I don't feel trapped.
I'm entirely wanting and willing!")
Ballet
Sensual
Sealing in my body
You are everything I prayed for
("I enthusiastically want to be with you!")
I wish I could put my ear up to your heart
("I love you!")
& hear how much you love me
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I Can't Die as Well
02:25
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I guess it’s not so bad
Living for reasons
Other than loving life
Bar & block is mirage is suffering is germination
Contamination in the spurious self
Veil’s a little thick don’t you think
Anyway...
At least I can’t die
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