Horizontal horizons
A poem of sedated states
Horizontal horizons
looking at myself in the sky climbing
divine director
the cuts are biast
I had to learn to see the bigger picture
apply it
all herb diet
expansion of conciousness
they said just try it
grabbing gladbags of sound
always catch me quietly burning loud
percussive force of all that's around
lil 6th grade me screaming white thunder till the day I hit the ground
wonder who you are and what ya came for
I see the despised and discriminated
all because they lacked the appreciation
of the sentiment of sentience
dont go getting hell bent
honor the self ,praise the universe in all its wealth
where theres a blockage we see health
where there is a plague ,we see everyone well
church of smoke
everything else a hoax
horizontal horizons
I am looking at myself in the sky climbing
look at my findings
divine director
I see the presence of precedent
appointed the plagues president
watch me represent
a endurance of every occurrence that could ever exist
I taste bliss in a mary jane kiss
she's bound to me by a ritual that's habitual in all of this
The poetic portrayal of existence
take me with my conditons
All my visions
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