Chaos That Is Life

Chaos That Is Life 

 

A trillion quadrillion quantum infinitely pure

Respect the Googleplex

Bow down genuflect

Dancing quarks superbly agitated

What was will be once more

And thus, the universe created

In the absolute anarchy

Somehow one and one became three

And what we know as reality

Came to be

Physics fails

Randomness prevails

Go fill your sail

With the soft winds of a gale

Search for Atlantis

Search for the land of the free

It matters not as long as you are with me

So, slip on my lips a gentle kiss

Together husband and wife

In this chaos that is life

Falling off the edge of the Earth

To the realm where the gods were given birth 

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Davis 305

 

Davis 305

 

Chasing the dragon. Having a six pack of Old Swills and a few hits of reefer in preparation; except we never called it reefer only marijuana and pot. So unable to face reality soberly we self medicate and take another step into the great oblivion. As we stare up at the crescent moon confident no human being ever came close to landing on it. The orchestration of lies well that’s the Dragon’s grand design. He allows you to chase him not out of fear. Rather you embolden yourselves to merge deeper into the darkness. So when your pathetic lives slip into monotony and the emptiness is complete you can always remember those gold old days. Davis 305 huh Ed? Yes sir, salute the hierarchy because you own a nice house and have a wife who gave you a few little ones. Meanwhile the world is plummeting in a spiral as the hungry jaws of the abyss lie gaping open lubricated with the lustful drool of desire. Getting wasted. A black celebration. I come to you once more in the spirit of freshness and vitality. The cool spring breeze shall fill your sails as you journey to the land of purpose and fulfillment. I am a soldier in the army of the Lord. I was once one with the void. I have surrendered mind, body and soul. In giving all I attained all. So with the entire universe in my hand I gently toss it into the collection plate a free will offering to the God of Love. 

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