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No more walls

I lust to bust all your crutches to bits.
No s**t. Just trust my once-twisted dusty wits.
I'll pull the clutch out and mouth "MUSH!" to the stick.
Shift into first gear and burst fear out your lilting spirits.
Get lifted, and rise up the string to spite the fall -
M-theory suggests eleven dimensions,
amidst quantum dissent, upward we crawl.
It's a mission of soul.
When Saul became Paul, he just changed a letter
like live becomes love, expressing all.
Break through the walls in a furious blaze
of displaced brick and mortar,
yelling "MOVE, BITCH PARTICLES, GET OUT THE WAY!"
Cause God blessed us with knowledge as our birthright
and if we forfeit it, we divide our vibrations from the light.
I don't get Christianity. Where's the word of Christ
in all the organized religion? (Damn, the Muslims got it right.)
Because the mind's a prison when it's sold on the nasty dream
of impossibility. The left brain becomes the right one's enemy.
And every Sunday, millions spend their energy to laud
the notion that we are necessarily separate from God.
THAT'S FRAUD.

Re: No more walls

wow andy this is a heavy one ! always a way with words.

i especially appreciate this line

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According to 4_.phrantek._4 ...


Because the mind's a prison when it's sold on the nasty dream
of impossibility.
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Re: No more walls

Andy, buddy, you yourself, are a god among mere mortals.
Thank you for this actin small huge section of many reflective brain portals, inside you.
Everything you carefully view is damn near flawless through and through.
RESPECT brother
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keep doin exactly what you do.