Sound Ideas

havent really the words to give an apt discription as of yet

sound ideas Just the thoughts in your head (just the) delusions the mental confusion so intrusive, such illusive, abusive excuses, the tweaks that loom over your consume.. -caught up in the everything It's..your "worlds" attempt...at life's compute.. speaks too and from freaks competing complete with weak voices (as their) forced to talk in (their) boisterous noises, just to send happy thoughts to make calm your/thier head, so/to (one can) keep clear, man and maintain -Everything has caught up with me The) mental mountains (the) tall obstacles they appear to surround your thoughts as dissonance sends you fighting, not for potential, looping off course, so of course, insync intime it sucks you inside tucked into the muck youll find you lying inbetween seconds remember clocks are useful when used for teaching lessons bring escape depends, try to tame to remain n insane it sends confounded by noises, -Dont bow/let social convention win confudle infused with intrusions (so) in tune with the minds excuses remember though they move these delusions know they're not real see proof when you move you loose them dont try and find nor use when indue course insue happy thoughts delude no more to take away from ones choices intermixed into confused deleriant fits it quickly sends you stuck in quick sands through metathought that appears as giant mounds of misunderstand inside from metagrains of my meta's time makes the minds meta-mortar when demand is high , laying thought bricks cemented with the metacognitive mix, mortor for your thoughts construct, potential now possible, Probability fixed to make you aware to take you away from fear from false solace its the inner piece brought out from being outter place,minds outter pace just breathe for one second be at ease with your present self and apease your surrounding space, -Make the Day....my own create a pace to take yourself away from the same thoughts everyday, being found lost for days inside the mazes of my minds confined bits without a placement no space to breathe need to -just free, get mad and harness my timeless rage adrenaline intertwined thoughtless action it pays for making decisions -i find, when stuck for answers remember still -inside a caged beast, confined still it urges to feel alive strong will standing urgently when these thoughts squeeze to hurt me, demanding, swiftly the mind sways inside eluding signs from the fray, I start finding bits moving having had a few too many bits still left over trying to prove when breaking off from conclusions too easy when breezy, in and out, your world a well of calamity, without appreciation, you'll find it hard to take anything in can't fake the transcend you'll waste it, leave it to defend extremists, bipolar inconclusive wound tight, the state of my mind with no line to lead nor direct, erase the confines let thoughts fill the places around, surround, So I and my frustration fill with annoyance mends for easy breathing from adrenaline fueled pulpatations, now leaving me boyant -Somtimes, Just Run. when not thinking to become unstuck with such conviction man can be angry when not moving leaves one itching constantly fixing then its vexing honestly the best thing when the stagnant echoes start to become mixed into one voice is to take many pieces find the common ground and assimilate, Send into one part refine to design the nieche, we need it, so take heart when we start at the centre, grounded away from fear, use it the present, (dis)this here, to leer and laugh at the jeer in the dark to make jokes to steer far from there so that the now can infuse near to the start empart clear, appears better choices, (the) support newly hoisted (from) life ambitions, to help adhear and remark -Believe in your own Capacity to be alive make a mission out of lifes vision work out how to embark to leave with the right to fight out right for the right spark to sight for new heights, to free the nets nd catch lifes excess, i must confess, I was hoisted from the mess .. left in arrears posessed Unforgiving when living inside my head complex its all just a test hitting walls, as my obsessed thoughts pause, making me be here now, no easing in and out, taking in the clear present moment, so aware of the sound of my heart beat and me breathing out loud, time to mind whats mine, my own inside the seed within the psyche, inspect, not this thing setting off irrational fears (that) my thoughts project, why? what am i? why am i giving them, spears, just ammunition to make fire, whats next asking it questions gives it life it inspired the flex, i have found at the base, hard set supports, for the cause, a tight sect, a great might to hold to protect, to make heights with new moulds (to) forsake the fights to inject, deep inside, a new resolve, Flights to take away the hurt, ideo syncrosize tied tight with the best. -Be true youll always yourself then youll find where you need to be is always with the like minded ones instead of keeping me looking over my shoulder, no fixing that now if your older, no, cant stop twitching when someone comes closer..... skitsing out from the voices.. the haze that sends me stuck inside my mind for days so many times i tend to find its to hard too hear any one part just blends need to recreate to cleanse -Conviction. Believe. Its that simple. The back round noise..its like...static, its in the air, cant see it but its there it chatters much toyed with when the heads best defence, the decision centre, the heart and its choices the rhythm that sets the sounds' now all messed best be poised to make words clear if only to hear, -Find clarity though relaxed focus....breathe.. feel it. The fears you know that own your fears, so you dont leave you alone with it near it wont do, instead just smeer facts dont sheer open and break amas a fake clarity, what do you think you would hear when you dont flow to this, you know i spose, you dont/wont notice it see most react so relax dont show to the jeer, not the fear, just steer away, know the worst things are choices left with the sad voices and tears, stings brings movements new reasons for the new thoughts through the day impact acknowledge infact that the pains real or go insane for the fear that to retreive the grief leaves too many to peer into the hard parts the dark choices the sharp bits, befitting the pieces most often one would keep left old in the lost, hold in a black box helps with moving when one chooses to be discreet, -Know whats real whats not. whats relavent, Always know what time it is. else we'll lose and spill if theres a breach purge all and hit delete, having not yet the time to feel complete. Make anew move your feet else how would one know, when some things with inanimate life bodies make exemptions unseen a lifeforce making extending connections, exceptions so to take from a place, to remove ones findings, observtions do indue time, help you to be aware to make and leave good impressions take and teach lessons mixing into the new perspective, new grooves, new movements, imbew the thought space with true intuitions decide, to find how if one could you first need to know about, whats out and around tho you wouldnt but in time reactions compound and coincide learning when relevance revealing coinciding interactions then when here a few times again and again you will find the right type, the right glasses for the right vision, Listen out to hear stories from around you sensing out of sight, the few still hidden, right before me movements from animals the ground and its riddims sends to me gathering information for listening being intune freeing the veiw illuminating communications between the inanimate and unseen chattering stories stored in gathering spaces -The trees and landscapes breathe and speak just the same as any, most never wait long enough to hear it. yet see from where it is some things are going not even yet knowing where it is YOU have been, where they have to be again when again its needed to reconnect to the ebbing flow invisible threads feed it to be making an unseen connection to natures life force, transperant, life's momentum, to judge if its worth taking from a space to truly be where you found it to judge in a new place unfamiliar just react to your surroundings, | be at a solid pace to help refine to deduce whether what your taking is mine so as to help find/design it a use or confide it recluse -Dont take what isnt yours, you never know what something might be for. often we make them when moments are taken through sing songs random items and clothing too through photos the(hoping) coping momentos, (mechanisms) designated to remind or forget, follow the line back to remind me of whats mine again or wind tight a reminder (to/and) leave this space to never return to this time again. -memories a best kept as a reminder to live. Without a reason to be, see clear when your finding something to trust in , light sights often what might become an actual something, somethings often end up perhaps as an actual fun thing then the fun brings some ten funs then tends to send for the bend the end one just fun for some friends when friends fund funs ten tons of friends mung, made to support more on the mend, into colour therapy minds should end, win one, won then when tons are done and none left to spend, fun times commence, head again sings seeing signs heeding the finds freeing at the right path at last its mine the right time to shine, i must! my minds lust inside of me, finally in line,(now(that) songs sing in time with my insticts, strong feelings intune its true this song is mine freeing indicators of beeing happy just usually a free mind -elation well sing you immortal. some seeing things from a new view, with no difference to contrast nor compare (who) the frey will find when it sends for the lowly the few left behind, I'm affraid they stayed! affreyed dangling from edges, its true, scattered crew just hanging from the ledges, i dont get this, deep inside, i feel theyve been made to accept it, i feel this intensive, quietly, deep inside a most immersive social incentive, not one iota, mock fun, just the quota of who gets what when the few get some not true when the who gets nothing ? -lonely living vicariously though others misfortunes, some prefer JUST laughs, make jokes and share them instead When the one gets all the few get the scrapes take the waste that falls when most take to nothing wasted moods facing the brood to do akward laughing half hearting, weak will freaks the meek fills, peaks leaking starting to leak shrills still I scream i bream to the top until i feel clean, then release it, the stress the spill the mess overflowing then stops evens out and fill til satisfied knowing it chills at the top i have my excuses for cognitive dissonance I use my elusive endusive, the placebo, -Running is good fo excercise, Problematic though, when trying to stay foused . rationalise the weakness thought inside if we go, when we slow, then we know, that we slow slowly as we rationalize a backwards flow, leave left out the back bone disregard the spine but then somehow still..pride lives within small crowds, crowned the slight few because we created them, the unique staying true to themselves keep moving around being loud, with the right prowess the right head place, see we told them gist when we gave them listings perquisites to being free, to me is a need still, being a free me requisition to face free just takes you away as it comes inside the presence, it hums, most evident i too would have confidence if i knew only what i was told to beleive, that no matter what I will progress to grow, advance to succeed to be something even though to most i show, i have no sense of direction so sheltered from the world not knowing of hardships, hate hurt obsessions, flowing with temperaments fragile amidst the recessions, life defeats or the fact that all people have feelings and everybody bleeds - We're all mostly useless before having a reason to life, dont stress that I too wish to be born of the right crew so i too can mine the earth, who, i might even fight to mine right the way through . . . . Consume? (so we can show that) it fits, the worst, it actually hurts. when in tune, making room, (then) movements make growth spurts, taking to the one day you too can say i finally left the womb from who you most likely moved to nothing moving with the loom i assume instead of musting self entrusting, touching must leave a lush zing a rush when thusly thrusting despite the sparse, nothing disgusting about climbing lust when -Dont just accept life. Make life, acceptable. to those impacting hard fast facts its well known that to be free to rewrite the cast we must do to see to fight the farce it shows a few secrets perhaps too many if too were any where theyd need to be if only to hear many fascinating exacts, to hear secrets, i beleive that this does appear to sing, true quite, frequent its sheer love a cheer shove comes here so too clear whats left,

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-You wont be able to make people listen, you just have to show them clear the stress of those left with an invest none need fear, move on to leave hints to help find back doors to support the glints in the distance hints of what must be friends those who know only how to flow through the cause through making same the intuitive decisions, in the distant shroud, life signs move through the misting, the claws In which I confide do inside, find too the pivot that i would refine -Youv always known, secretely, that your loved ones where always, in the disance waiting. For you to become their future. support strange angles through to the clouds veiw to talk to tamed angles so i to might find who i might be see then what it is I might do through life and its grand design from such distance through much mist its still permits me hints of family arriving of others hiding i can tell i know well the signs and smells of mine -Clouds are perhaps a little too comfortable i can easy tell where youll find them refining, coinciding, spending time aligning redefine the repetiours ofthe mind tasking, ask when atop the cannopy, where the breeze stops, thats where we lost the trail of this well kept plot. The agenda of the tree tops tease lots free hot mentions of relenting and venting free this well deserved advent so venture on so then one can give it to me, stop that which is preventing, -Dont let other people live your life. set your TIME free taking to creating overthetop obstacles, superfluis making this an illusive task on a confusing path abusing the to do list this is a pain that isnt amongst the used its ruthless your makers fate something that makes you takes to feeling useless, when idols leave with the thoughts that theres no one there when theres no one else, noone to veiw bits, no, dont lose it, you live here as well so choose it. you shouldnt need a mirror to tell, just groove with the movements, really ask yourself how long has it been since you started looping inside this hell, -Stop No Donting, Dont Let you bully you out of your own life. hard for all else looping inside the fear aswell , so dont enduce it , It refuses, deludes as it consumes its intruders, it is the moment of thought given to difuse your improvements, so stop over thinking, make movements, just do ITS hard yes i know that though did you know it has a name and its partly yours as a matter of fact its actually human it does matter just actually needs a few seconds to breathe factually too some room to prove it, given the chance to grow, roots spew with movement shoots embedding in life, no excuses, refuse them no fear for looming improvements, confusion becoming skewed, with resolve so steady its already evolving momentous insistence so slow and heavy, life flowing, ready with nothing it needs, loose grip? -You must construct not an option its confident and grows, showing.. knowing the support is there a new soul design lit like the sun the warm smile becoming the new way a true face with the due style new sightings, exciting in tune with the timing finding the line to align with the laughs just for fun no need for fights nor hiding in the shadows, repeats..none, no time for re runs nor a design to ignor this ones unique its new just a beam shon just to see, just for me, not two. thrust into the world out in view, the just regime a new definition, sent thru to you intime a relentless sustain, re play an endless design as you wake from the mind to live each day, endlessly sends into the bottomless, inside means to descend, mending parts for a/the (a)team to defend create (to make) explosive notions making a new celestial being made from fire, its strong endless motions making our sun and its infinite exploding oceans, -Sympatico, My beloved familiar. such devotion to keeping warm this one to keep in the form our new view on how why and who to become, lit by the sun. the best kept, best dressed, best informed kept taught The new ways of forgiving being in life living life to give for no slight leaves repercussion when tables tip the ability splits, not able when fable, emit, sight excess, move right to it, impressed, Ah yes, this the tall one that fits best, So blessed the display, the respect, the new loves, be proud, move towards, stand up straight with shoulders back and eyes forward as we find new wealth given while being kept in a free reform free far from the frey and the torn free from confinement, -Stand Tall Now being informed by the rays as the sun plays tales of such emotion much the expanse, emansive the advancing notions, solids dancing and turning to water fluent movements dances to show slow motion, slowly show me sight as light becomes frozen forms in the ozone, forms beads of white as life sworms to appear as spheres little white balls of clear light -Token beading life as the day becomes near to night so the sun may shed its spears so that the ultra violet, might appear as the light fades leaves here with not a sight more, not til the encore, free what's left of the day to the night, watch its impending gloom as it wants for the sky a dark emissary tending to the spark for its a tomb for lights dark chasms infusing sending bending mending hues defending the time of the day for the blue such time too is ending now hence violet is commencing styling a fence that fits to appear with the right bends, sit bent light for a tight spectrum, the night freedoms, the life light eclection the purple hardened collection is quite transparent while all are asleep dreaming and little ones are sans parents, completing the needs with such guile, -Family kept sweetlings asleep, much while keeping quiet, feet so spry, almost a fly, not confined, as a ghost skipped from floating to flying high just a ghostly hosting of dreams floating out here in the open, chosen so as to quietly watch over your dreams their task from given by divine light it seems, was chosen to mind the strey so they might fast protect the dreamscape in the evenings from what lurks in the dark in the blacks of the suns absence, hatching thoughts in the time of the meek, seeks from the dust, the insides of stars overdue dusk departs leaving red skies of rust the morning due warning for metal dream horse still fearless on course flying clear in the sky to appear just before the first rays of the morning sun falling from the skies sight the purple at true heights keeping us informed so that the purple night light the night watch mend reset can rest as violets return into the sky as the skies view (turns/spews) bright hues again when from black blue turns back again into fused light -Life

Author's Note

enjoy... its long... not evn draphted