(poem)
mother nature bestow unto me and mine cerulean joy
she has a macrocosm of empyrean in her twinkling eyes
but she is a mirage that has hoodwinked my heart and made April cold and gray
born binary -- an eerie, sanitary sequence of 1s and 0s disguised as concepts (love) and entities (muse)
--breaking through the clutter (I see) transcendental sorrow
a permutation of my perception when I wake tomorrow could transform this gloom to vivid paradise to behold
I know, I know, there's a paradox that permeates it all
at least in my mind there is
discipline could unlock the potential of the power of your diamond mind
then again, this is probably just some downcast, ambiguous poetry pouring from my pen
pendulum mood swings between cerulean joy and dark inferno
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throwback vid from last summer below -- i was a smidget younger than i am now -- threw my props and face in front of a soul capturing device --
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