March 31, 2004

What

"What"

In the foundation of words; Searching for the reality that exists now
The things that were spit out; They all become worthless things
That's right. These words continue as truth; The impulses repaint the present
Inside that frame; All of Creation is inside there

Right there I start to feel a limit; Inside my simple structures
It's amidst reality; It's in every one of the answers
That's right. It continues to be born in the heart of all of this; The impulse of these words
Inside that frame; All of existance is inside there

What?! What!? What?!

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Digidogheadlock , Translation
Posted on March 31, 2004 3:56 PM
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