Where is this shit coming from?

[smoove]

Freebase thinkers

Is it wrong to lay back and imagine feelings, places, sounds? To lay there and listen to something and know its got a completley different meaning than the title, to the inexperienced by stander. To visit this place of happiness, unlimmited imagination of hope. To be content with the way the walls light up blue when you squint your eyes at the lamp, because you know its a meaning, by means you understand. Is it wrong to experience dreams, am i wrong? We are the new dreams when we need to be. Freebase thinking, behind the walls of every living dreamer. We see a reason with all or no meaning. We like drrrugs.

Love

I’m privileged and lucky to have what I have in my life. I have.. I have everything I always need with me, every morning I wake, every night I close my eyes. I get the feeling that feeling that I cant feel, I’ve been missing something, never filling. That there is a feeling that replaces feeling lost, taking away my self, from me. I have right now, what I need, nothing to lose, a pin point of happyness, everything to gain, to start the haves and wants again. Have guardians that always watch over me, make them proud, be more than they expect. Enemy become now best brother, I will always stand by, will always look up to me, my always more than anything. Everything that I can loose, I have, I gain what my heart wants - my Li, she has the thing I share, want to take, want to give. In one heart, in one family, In friends, feel a connection, an infinity of paths, a crossed motive. We shared interest of unspeakable love. We are, what I have - Who we are is what I love.

Well, heres the trippy version:

Lurve

Privileged, just lucky to have what what there is to have in life. Everything in a need within me, the moment I have, each night I draw pain, I get the feeling that I cant feel, I’ve been missing everything, never filling. There is a feeling that replaces being lost, taking away my self, from me. Needing a now, what emptynessing is , to lose the nothing, to pin, reams of screams to happyness, Everything, again wants to gain, the haves, wants all have a trippy desire. One heart, dripping in doubting reality, family in one, , In friends, feel the torn connection, infinity of raging paths, a crossed motive. We share interest of unspeakable ____. We are, what I have, I’m that want. I’m trying to fucking say - Who we are and what I have, is love.

Thoughts?

 

[(Wordy)]

The trippy (raw, freethought, un-gentrified) version rocks it! :D

Is it wrong

Fuck no!

 

[Jabberwocky]

i liked this peice it reminds me alot of the poetry i read in the late 90's around greenich village, kinda a beat revival. your questioning you questioning and that always turns me on artistically. thanks for sharing.

 

[exoiced]

The first piece makes me feel loose and lost, but lost in a space I am strangely familiar with, with or without drugs. Exactly what I want to read on a friday afternoon. Good stuff!