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Into The Material
06:12
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burning a candle
at both ends
watching the wax
melt
cools in a pool on the table
i like to think
this warmth will last forever
but i know better
i know better
no
the chill is sinking in
theres a rainbow on the table
theres a devil on my back
running fingers cross my temple
theres a devil on my back
and he tells me "life is simple"
life is simple
-Digital Primitive
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The Serpent's Samsara
02:01
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Toil befalls
The Serpent's coil
Ensares us all
Strange, entrenched
This wreched Earth
A viper's den
Time unwinds
It lashes tongue
At our demise
Sleep entombed
Brought to heel
In death's pursuit
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Embrace me
And Break me down
Onto nothingness
Onto Emptiness
'Cuz you've know I've been stuck in this shell for too long
Just break me down
'Till there's nothing left
Not a slight regret
'Cuz you know I've been being myself for too long
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5. |
Opposing Currents
09:08
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Currents
An unending turbulence
Drawn away from bliss
By hedonistic nonsense
Prolonging painful consciousness
Enlightenment a Catalyst
Porous
This Whirring Susurrus
Converge, entropy
Escape from swimming upstream
Defiance of existing
Prescience so obsolete
Empty
Transfixed by one's breathing
Failure to commit
Succumb to wretched habits
Nihilistic, selfish
No time in life for betterment
Copious
To be one with oneness
Ceding form and thought
The breaking of Samsara
Transduce the self as Buddha
Eradicate Embodiment
Sentience
Intangible sapience
Lingering memories
Impermeated wellspring
Elucidatr the meaning
Halcyon forever-dreams
Silver
Catalyst severed
Molting carapace
Revealing hollow membranes
Bereft of sense and feeling
Obliterate all sophistry
///
I no longer wish to communicate
I no longer wish to participate
in the collective delusion of the human experience
I will destroy myself
leaving in its place
a mirror breaking beacon
-Digital Primitive
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Spirits Weary
The furnace burns unending
Ignite the flames of oneness in us all
Roaring fire
Consumes all once desired
Sifting through the ash as embers fall
I lost myself to burn alone with you
I lost myself
To burn alone
I lost myself to burn alone with you
I lost myself
To burn alone
Dharma's furnace
Purified in oneness
//
She was covered head to toe
in shiny crinkly burnskin
but her face
was untouched
as if god
could not bear
to spoil her portrait
I said have a beautiful day
I
meant it
-Digital Primitive
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Heavy; Raining
Splashing onto leaves
Disrupt; Earthly
Lingers like a dream
Weary Blue Birds
Wallow in their trees
Knowing This Earth
Is flatter than we see
Heavy; Draining
Awhirl with nature’s grace
Disrupt; Feeling
Drawing us away
Weary; Blue Birds
Escape the serpent’s teeth
Knowing; Nothing
Of human apathy
//
I saw the universe in a street sign -
alabaster beach
endless em'rald seas
Windscattered lands, what could they mean?
And when we landed on the moon it rang
like a bell
for 2 nights and 3 days
On the bus, a man gave witness
face shining with tears
so bright
we all looked at
the grit between our shoes.
I live for that warm dark cave
where phosphenes dance
and worldly powers seem
so far away but
lately I've been blinded by a ceaseless flame
And if you feel adrift in days,
take comfort in the Word and pray for rain
-Digital Primitive
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Prelestial, Celestial
03:03
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On Fire
05:09
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Burn bright
For tonight
Embrace the flames of life
All ash
All collapsing
Our souls and yours entwined
For a time
Your demise
Will echo
Through the ages
Weary eyes
Blinding light
Inside us
Ever-present
Burn bright
Scorch the skies
Bring down his holy light
Shine through
All tomorrows
Engulf our hearts and minds
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Your Ocean
02:17
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How deep is your ocean?
When i reached out towards its endless depths
I relinquished all innocence
I was falling
unravelling
How far until Egress?
When I fell into your world's abyss
I found all truth's Antithesis
I was falling
unravelling
Falling
Unravelling
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Bodhi of Gethsemane
06:08
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Just look away
As they hurt themselves and others for the sake
Of their delusions and infantile rage
They’ll fall right through
In elevation towards a partial truth
They’ll salt the earth as they salt their wounds
Break thyself beneath the Bodhi tree
The world’s our garden of Gethsemane
Praise to God
Against all odds, we’ll survive the dawn
Abhorrent nature is a sick facade
Sights unseen
Suffer not the ill and the obscene
Their selfish habits, poison everything
Break thyself beneath the Bodhi tree
The world’s our garden of Gethsemane
For spirits torn
Sell your cloak and buy yourself a sword
Your salvation will be our reward
Tears and blood
But tarnish not the pure with wicked thoughts
For the sake of spirit, we take leave of God
Break thyself beneath the Bodhi tree
The world’s our garden of Gethsemane
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Resync to Immaterial
03:39
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Sophia Samsara
09:00
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Suffer not the blight
That permeates our minds
In sweet release
We seek relief
Entwined
Heaven’s not the end
We return again
Christ! we are reborn
Suffering evermore
Hopeless restless souls
Won't find god in their holes
Wicked flesh
All regrets
Unsaid
Heaven’s not the end
We return, again
Christ! we are reborn
Suffering evermore
There’s more to life
Than this illusion
Reach towards divine
Beyond the kingdom
Rejecting vice
And Nihilism
Embracing bliss
Beyond distinction
Illusory walls ahead
Obstructing our ascent
Abandon self
Escape this hell
Repent
Heaven’s not the end
We return, again
Christ! we are reborn
Suffering evermore
//
Untigered
On tigers, my son, it is said
Tis preferable to chase than catch
And indeed i've spent
Many nights in youth
Skulking moonlit Rue St. Honoré
For that elusive amber flash -
The truth?
We built a magic box.
Minute and unseen are its parts,
"Like nothing else in Tennessee"
And you would fain
to sink in deep
Let every facet
Flash and dance,
Each gilded puzzle stupefy,
And bring us all to blissful states...
But years pass.
I'm less content
Resentful, still.
I never saw
the bushes stir
to admit the sacred guardian fawn
Foltchaín, in her snow-white pelt,
Nor have I snared the tiger's tail.
The tigers all are gone.
"You concern yourself with worldly powers,
But the outcomes never change!"
ETOMIR lies ahead.
I cannot stay.
I leave you this ring.
I leave you the magic box.
Ahead lies ETOMIR.
I will go ahead
Let consciousness be stole away
Return its form to common clay
Return me, ETOMIR, to clay
And mold from it a perfect sphere
Where weaving spiders cannot stray
An icon, empty, terrible,
Who cannot recognize his son
Or any magic word or art -
Like nothing else in Tennessee.
-Digital Primitives
All Tomorrows:
I can stand
Against this dawn
Without fear of wind or vertigo
Splitting seconds at their secret seams
To return me to my Sender
And though this craving
(dissolution)
Flays my flesh and breaks my bones
I can stay awhile
For a love outlasting
All Tomorrows
-Digital Primitives
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