My pig soul
It teaches me to bask in mud's beauty
The start of plants, trees, and flowers new.

This water soul of mine shows me the signs
Of what is inside me
To see what I haven't seen
As thoughts of the obscene come to the shores of my dreams.

Dream
Sleep
And look at the stars

Sleep
Dream
Ripples pushing to the twilight.

We read the constellations
We believe in all correlation in our dreams and stars,
thoughts destination.

We find such divination.

My house soul
Tells me beauty is improvement
To prove to everyone "I can do it"
"I'm successful and happy,"
Whats that my shadow tells me?
"Stop searching for joy through consumption
Its disrupting our function
Manifesting as nightmares impairing our function."
AND THE SHADOW IS REACHING TO RECOVER ME
But I kill them
With my computer's light
Taking the shadow and making it bright
ERASED

My computer software
Tells me of an error in my hardware
If I don't tend to it disaster is quite near.

Scanning and programing the world into reality
Virtual
Spiritual
We breath a lie
When we start to die in hospitals
Delaying leaving and learning
From what we've left behind.

My computer soul tells me
"Its all logically straight foreword"
And there's only a couple of ways to get to the core of my memory.

Symbolic
Collaborative
Embarrassing the bush soul's narrative
That I read in my thoughts
In my dreams
That I SEIZE TO TAKE HOLD AND UNFOLD THE WAY!

Please, please,
Please, wont you linger a little longer in the deep water
We must breath oh so slowly
To see and remember the time that I touched you and you cowered from me

The symbol you gave was the eyes of so fiery
But cold winds spiraling my heart down straight in front of me
Stretching and ripping me
Creating symbols...

As I collect this into my memory
You and I,
Will mark this occasion differently
Who is misinterpreting whose reality?

I will take the time
To throw the rock of spirit
What is mine
Into your deep water
Dig in
Swim down
And find the meaning.

Believe what you feel
Sleep
Dream and look at the stars

Feel the current
That will stir up the meaning
Ripple it out
Because life is a' fleeting.

------- Author's Notes -------

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