Intricate Illusions E

Kiss your eyelids and awaken now. One, two, go. When I crack open my eyelids in the morning, First thing on the mind is my carnage. I ran through in a dream state. It's an island. I need coffee to get off It. Hawk it in a flint, spit it off My balcony with a cigarette perched between two Fingers and a right hand. Alchemy edging me to Revisit in subconscious minutes spent in intense Incidents, accidents, and coincidental mental Blockades opened up for thought traffic to flow Freely like the autobahn. Phenomenon, mono e mono, past life versus the Present, just potholes in my lawn beyond a B-rated Porno flick. This man here is sick. Sick. if you could see my dreams burst in- Uh-huh you'd think I was a lunatic. Crazy. The thing is this. What? When I was an active addict-Uh-huh I preferred The dream world. But now that I'm clean, I Like the real world. Steel pearls drop like rain. The gift of pain, I learned to love it. I yearned to covet self-love and put nothing above It. Tough luck for a man who got a Brain who tells him he ain't shit daily. So I go through nightly melees in my mind Like Israelis with AKs pointed out windows of Mercedes. Am I crazy? Undercurrent running through stargates. It's my fate to awaken tired, soaked in Perspiration, but my sweat smells delightful. The light I blast out the lighthouse I live In is light years ahead, so shut your mouth. Slipping into this, I say I feel like life Is fake. It's all these dreams I've fallen into. Life is better not awake. I'm slipping into this, I say I feel like Life is fake. It's all these dreams I've fallen into. Life is better not awake. Please tell me, is this real? Am I sleeping, dreaming? So intriguing when I step into the clouds. I got fighting, igniting sounds. I clown on cowards quick to devour power. Anything that can be used for reimagining our world. In another state of mind, may they shine, All the stars in the sky, and the idea's In my mind. I'm inclined to daydream. Teachers awake me, mistake me for the people that Are concentrating. Only if they knew what I envision. Spaceships up in planets on an astronautic mission. Not restricting the creativity flowing deep within To me. Enemies cannot enter this realm of vividity. They get sentenced elsewhere. Open minds here are vital. So listen to the riddles I recite at my Recitals. Slipping into this, I say I feel like Life is fake. It's all these dreams I've fallen into. Life is better not awake. I'm slipping into this, I say I feel like Life is fake. It's all these dreams I've fallen into. Life is better not awake. Slipping into this, I say I feel like life Is fake. It's all these dreams I've fallen into. Life is better not awake. I'm slipping into this, I say I feel like Life is fake. It's all these dreams I've fallen into. Life is better not awake.