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Rastafari Walk Tall
From: East London, (Hackney) |
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...Acuity-Reflections In Unknown Shadows...
IP:
Reflections In Unknown Shadows
Sitting here with time, to challenge my mind and reflect on thoughts
As his brush sweeps swea, dirt and musk from the platform, reflections run course
Contemplating the numbers of souls who peformed and elevated happiness
Pretending to be, ascending into anothers conscious with ironic realness
Elevating, creating and invoking emotion, transforming hours worth of minutes
Into a graceful personification of text and writing so that its visually infinite
Many must have passed on that same stage that this employee cleans today
Many must have experienced, many expeienced failure, many must be stilll here
Audiences adhere, to this career, which takes has an eloquent skill within it
Theres no limits to the feeling flowing out of that area, like a raging tsunami
As the spotlights fall and disperse on the black rectangle of action, I theorise
Like im an ancient chinese pphilosphoer pruning, nurturing a bonzai
Right here im unknown and have plenty of time, finding solice in the unknown shadows
With precise ideas sharper than frsh splinters, thinking like anno domin thinkers
Manifesting imagination, as i degress into dreams, and shut my blinkers
My feet stuck like velcro to whats beneath me, a young child must have been in this seat
I shut my eyes, wonder and ponder if I can remove soul from body, and feel him in me
And see what he must of saw, what took place on that swept and refreshed stage
With every passing of that instrument of rebirth, another small memory is removed
Another footstep moved or erased, another tear is dried, so thersno recollection of the cry
My head rotates on its stem, and I marvel at the sheer epic nature in sight
My eyesight feels blessed, cos within the mess and normality of this abnormality
Comes a complex complexity from this simple simplicity, that is unfathomable to thee
In glee, I arise and exclaim "bye" and to his surprise, for the past 3hours he was live
A performer on a small portion of god's dimension, what a sense of adventure
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