ForgottenTribesman
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Jul 12, 2004
- Messages
- 30
In my dreams I ride the bombarding waves of bass, on the surf board of my forever summer. I swim through the clouds of the unintellectual, unhappy to concede to the conscience behind the unconscience.
I am determined to undermine the undetermined. With my vehicle my mind I ride the waves, with the forgotten tribe under the beams of light of what is known, we revel under the faded sun yearning to destroy the day, a futility as the day inevitably destroys the night. We tread, drudging through the silence of normality, breaking through to the soothing roar of the strange, and the unusual .
We listen to the daft who will eternally blunder above the land that lays down under. Some swim down from the wastlandish oblivion to our paradise, and they laugh a hearty laughter for they have left the bleak, the bland the autonomous autonomy believed by the majority as civilization, yet we know it to be doomed to decompose, as all so called great civilizations have .
Together we smash through the Brick and mortar of the televised visions that tell us what to do, and we do this with smile. Join us and dance around our fire of philosophical thought. Join our glorious, Tribe which has been forgotten, for we wish to make you smile.
I am determined to undermine the undetermined. With my vehicle my mind I ride the waves, with the forgotten tribe under the beams of light of what is known, we revel under the faded sun yearning to destroy the day, a futility as the day inevitably destroys the night. We tread, drudging through the silence of normality, breaking through to the soothing roar of the strange, and the unusual .
We listen to the daft who will eternally blunder above the land that lays down under. Some swim down from the wastlandish oblivion to our paradise, and they laugh a hearty laughter for they have left the bleak, the bland the autonomous autonomy believed by the majority as civilization, yet we know it to be doomed to decompose, as all so called great civilizations have .
Together we smash through the Brick and mortar of the televised visions that tell us what to do, and we do this with smile. Join us and dance around our fire of philosophical thought. Join our glorious, Tribe which has been forgotten, for we wish to make you smile.
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