Category: Godless Prophets

There are peopleWho deal themselves like drugs They become what you loveAnd dose you up Then cut the supplyTo keep you in line They let you tokeTill you are broke Then youre an addictAnd theyre up in smoke You got to have itBut now youre a joke Its plain madnessAnd youre on the phone And…

And love has been replaced by narcissism commitment by finance and Romance by fetish

you ever sit slowlyunmovingin one spot and dissolveinto the mystery? you over turn off your mindyour thoughtsyour you and just feel your heartexplode? into the nothingness of everythinginto the everything of nothingness you everjust not? you ever just allow? you ever just feel? and be overcomewith your abilityto be at peace when we sit her…

I sit down next to myself ask myself, hows your health im so glad you’re doing well most men go mad, cant you tell they want women wine and wealth they end up livin with swine in hell all I need is in my hand feed myself right from the land im a brand new…

so tell me about your process I get up, you know, stretch, maybe cardio, have a good breakfast, some juice, then on the hustle. Got to make a buck you know. I’m all about business. No really what do you do? I get up, work out, go to work, work it. You know, work no…

Whats up with the funk? Remember the funk? The funk was about getting as far deep up the ass as you could go. But like, in the deep release take a shit style. No other music has really touched on the. The dookie minister the shit up out you bowels, is like the vowels comin…

kalimother of deathyour curses bless me. before the consummation of your feastin which i choose to be consumed . destroy, kali destroy all i ever loved all i ever possessed all that has ever possessed me . wipe them from memory kali . and abandon my mindan untouched tombstone, virgin to the chisel . obliterate…

look at it like human mind power, quantum consciousness, focused upon the stars for millenia, and the fact that everything is everything and god unifies all circumstance and possibilities manifest into the now. manifestation. and mind. over time. to the moment. captured in the stars we’ve stared at forever.youll find magic wherever you look for…

you ever go looking for a poem you lost and find it along with eighty others? most of which you forgot completely? its like alternate universe versions of yourself conferencing across space time.

I gave myself to demonsThe demons gave me poemsI gave you the poemsand you left me all alone I gave myself to devilsThe devils game me artI gave you the artand then watched you depart I gave myself to monstersThe monsters gave me songsI gave you the songsYou danced till you were gone