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Kayo

I really hate how I've made more than 12,000 posts here. Thankfully this swaying, moving Chandelure makes it all worth it.
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Kayo

I really hate how I've made more than 12,000 posts here. Thankfully this swaying, moving Chandelure makes it all worth it.
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yes.derek

Saturns rivers overflow with schools of frankensense and mermaids
Swimming sense of self to the soul
And sphinxes they swim in saturns rivers
Drenching the waters with ancient magic and the secrets of the saturn sutra
secrets that could name the future and saturate the soul
With stardust and samba of seasons untold
the future unfolds in saturns rivers so I sailed my soul through the fourth door to the forgotten
And waited through windows of *oooohhhmmmm*

through meditation I program my heart
to beat breakbeats and hum basslines on exhalation
*oooohhhmmmm*
I burn seven day candles that melt
into twelve inch circles on my mantle
and spin funk like myrrh
*oooohhhmmmm*
and I can fade worlds in and out with my mixing patterns
letting the Earth spin as I blend in Saturn
niggaz be like spinning windmills, braiding hair
locking, popping, as the sonic force
of the soul keeps the planets rocking
the beat don't stop when, soulless matter blows
into the cosmos, trying to be stars
the beat don't stop when, Earth sends out satellites
to spy on Saturnites and control Mars
cause niggaz got a peace treaty with Martians
and we be keepin em up to date with sacred gibberish
like "sho' nuff" and "it's on"
the beat goes on, the beat goes on, the beat goes *oooohhhmmmm*

and I roam through the streets of downtown Venus
trying to auction off monuments of Osiris' severed penis
but they don't want no penis in Venus
for androgynous cosmology sets their spirits free
and they neither men nor women be
but they be down with a billion niggaz who have yet to see
that interplanetary truth is androgynous
and they be sending us shoutouts through shooting stars
and niggaz be like, "Whattup?" and talking Mars
cause we are so-lar and regardless of how far we roam from home
the universe remains our center, like *oooohhhmmmm*

I am no Earthling, I drink moonshine on Mars
and mistake meteors for stars cause I can't hold my liquor
but I can hold my breath and ascend like wind to the black hole
and play galaxaphones on the fire escapes of your soul
blowing tunes through lunar wombs, impregnating stars
giving birth to suns, that darken the skins that skin our drums
and we be beating infinity over sacred hums
spinning funk like myrrh until Jesus comes
and Jesus comes everytime we drum
and the moon drips blood and eclipses the sun
and out of darkness comes a
and out of darkness comes a
and out of darkness comes the...

*oooohhhmmmm*
HEY LOOK HEY

Kayo

I really hate how I've made more than 12,000 posts here. Thankfully this swaying, moving Chandelure makes it all worth it.
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Zovistograt

"I lovat a gabber.  I could listen to maure and moravar again.  Regn onder river.  Flies do your float.  Thick is the life for mere." - James Joyce (Finnegans Wake, page 213)

Silverhawk79

BOINK BOINK BOINK CRANK DAT SOULJA BOINK BOINK

jnfs2014


えっちーせんぱい


Syncopathic



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