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YOU

With time and place

the space you rent in my heart 

Got me hiding, waiting for you

there's not much 

i can see why

we can't be together in time

can find a way

no space between wrong and right

when my mind is thinking of you

 YOU

outside time and place,

stands you

my space you rent,

deep in my heart

got me hiding there

waiting for you

there's not much i can see

blinded are we

can we be together in time

can find a way

no space between right and wrong

when my mind is thinking of you

for the scent of you my bliss has never felt

 

 

THE DEED

The deed is the deed we all hear and smell

Cant see is the mystery behind our action

 

its done is the conclusion to sum all conclusions

as it rests in the middle of our constant hysteria

 

the answer to the sum of all questions

lies in the place where the deed was felt (dealt)

 

why (how)is not the question, when how (why) is the answer

just to answer your question of why and how

the deed is the conscious of humans abound

thinking of answers to why questions

 

Pounding heart,

The bridge is crossed, guilt from of the cross

Mind is in retro, thought is perpetual

Seeing it is reason, behind our treason

Who’s side are we on?  Has the devil won?

Cause chaos is bliss understand

the human phenomena

The critical phenomena that man and women seek?
Finds itself in the center of each individuals mind,
In itself so close to the everyday thought of people, that 
So sometimes it rears its head, 
A quick shot through, like a shooting star, 
it visits our consciousness for that millisecond, 
Not enough though to jumpstart a fire, 
A human's 'great expectation' compounded by self-centered fear,
Drives this shot to the back center of our sub-consciousness, 
Where over the course of a lifetime we very slowly go mad, 
Til death frees us from the evil human mind
That exists within our spirit

 

the phenomena
The critical phenomena that man and women seek?Finds itself in the center of each individuals mind, itself so close to the everyday thought of people, that sometimes it rears its head, a quick shot through, like a shooting star, it visits our consciousness for that millisecond, not enough though to jumpstart a fire, their ‘great expectation’ compounded by self-centered fear drives this shot to the back center of our sub-consciousness, where over the course of lifetime we very slowly go mad, til death releaves us of the mind that exists within our spirit.

 

OUR GREAT EXPECTATION
Its constant mystery

Its uncommon deliverence

Its everyday delusion

Its variation of substance

 

Our great expectation

Bonded to our ego

Superior to our arrogance

Indenial of our ignorance

 

Our great expectation

Fortified with a common resentment

 An accurate account of our spiritual deficientcies

AN unreloved issue

 

Our great expectations

An unresolved issue

Fortified with its common