Lect.2 (clarity remix)

Ww\Lyrics👇❤️‍🔥🙊🙉🙈💯🎯🧘 I'm a rhyme rhyder, Not a dime finding lime lighter I'm an I've gotta spine fighter not a kind liar This Is divine fire My desire is to get it all out of my head Nothing want to be dead so it's hard in the jungle for a white tiger Body tired From reading signs got me wired no sleep I'm inspired Couldn't be any higher no me to admire in a flow state Nowhere to go no time prior won't stay gotta go soul of a Rhyme writer Last time I checked in, with the past, I had my direct in...sight but I decided I'd rather blaze a path to fantasy, mind projections...designed to deny the light of presence. That devine I could get in...volved with denied for deception an egos daily bread, that I.... sense is reckless and apprehensive ,the self is lost seeking itself, that's stupid,a daft persuit seeking where it's not, seemingly absurd yet infact true, a being paradox! Clarity purports the awareness needed to surpass the you that needed a rival to be what your actions do, personality proof but what you have there is a prop! Evoke that which denotes a path back to truth then feel provoked to speak badly and feel sadly compassion reduced, cease to have meaning and be stuck with a mind always after its youth! And always has an excuse. So pick the ball or the sword, you don't understand the words, but you have to choose. Show em what you working with,whats your aptitude. Remember that which you have isn't just yours, gratitude. Are you more than a dummy so wassabee.....horse radish root! Realize the narrative is to vilify the truest to live, alive in the flesh, christ is consciousness like you give a shit. Who can admit it when they too huge for the britches, seem rippin dream skipping wee little kids pretending not to be confused and conflicted living a verisimilitude existence, there in the midst of truth and resistant life isn't fair, is that a fact or a platitude, the way or the way to being fat with a bad attitude, you are never Trapped merely attached to a latitude, fearfully at this passive aggressive method of atlas selection, it would take a pandemic for you to actually move, and possibly master improvement, soon as you realized who you think you are is an idea, that's why everyday you have to reprove it and a small distractions all it takes and poof you magically lose it! Your idea to improve an idea becomes an idea for why your life hasn't improved yet. Everything I ever wanted eluded me. When it was what I got, it diluted me proving to be concepts alluding to me slowly overtime all this tomfoolery. Jesus is not a cracker, that's not communion to me, my sahdanas non-symbolic, his flesh is the human body not this unleavened bread, my temples gluten free. I'm not just not this body I'm not the mind, the process of thought is oxymoronically thoughtless, honestly I'm more than all off these, a causeless self on a shelf, Gods not in church anymore than moskand does not just belong to jews, God dwells in every atom that was Ted bundy, every junky, and all the bucockee shoots, using logic pondering omnipresence is like choosing a politician to conjure sovereignty for all to be blessed with at the cost of a life of luxury, who wants to be president when the cost is integrity loss and an honesty deficit, selling the soul is not healthy someone save the babies before they idolize gates and bezos, before the virus in the TV give em the taste for Pecos, before the blank slates look like depraved bendehos...my white chocolates got penis envy, 5 dry grams, I call it a major dose, most people can't call it, unaquainted with the way, not the way it taists, the way it goes, what lies behind what their minds define, the greatest moment...beyond how they suppose it, reality been more than patient but you dont see it past the correlation, that massive aohhm pitch, a migration to the devine vibration, a state of being...past the notions, a way of doing with a lack of motives, abandon all ideas if you feel like you at the locust, otherwise just relax and have fun until you have devotion, detached from your last emotion, the river ripens at the mouth, where every separate drops almost back to ocean! It is not what we believe we actually know this, old souls get blisstle whipped and can never turn back, the heart doesn't close again after it opens..... Ohh I suppose you admire hype and punchlines. It's actually funny. Love the sound just dumb it down so the clowns can can Bob their heads and say "that's money" Keep your eyes on the actor after the act, now that's rummy, cuz you just saw their confidence vanish like fast bunnies! I'm a rhyme rhyder, Not a dime finding lime lighter I'm an I've gotta spine fighter not a kind liar This Is divine fire My desire is to get it all out of my head Nothing want to be dead so it's hard in the jungle for a white tiger Body tired From reading signs got me wired no sleep I'm inspired Couldn't be any higher no me to admire in a flow state Nowhere to go no time prior won't stay gotta go soul of a Rhyme writer #lyricists #wisdom #wakeup #spiritualflow #existentialism #philosophy #spiritsongs #rhymesayer #redpillaware #redpilladvice #redpill #MentalHealthAwareness #satsang #samsara #advaitavedanta #selfknowledge #selfhelp