We have transformed Even though our egos have changed and cannot recognize each other our souls smile on sight They always have and always will see each other even when it’s crowded even though we may choose to ignore and block it with lines and fences I could be wrong But I feel like this wont change after all how ...
The beginning of existence Born from the erratic The beauty is uncertainty How does one end disorder When disorder is all we are? Organize, digitize, militarize We MUST make sense Of the nonsense from which we came March in formation, stay in line, STICK TO THE PATH Deserters will be prosecuted to the full extent of perception Matter from energy ...
The beginning of existence Born from the erratic The beauty is uncertainty How does one end disorder When disorder is all we are? Organize, digitize, militarize We MUST make sense Of the nonsense from which we came March in formation, stay in line, STICK TO THE PATH Deserters will be prosecuted to the full extent of perception Matter from energy ...
In the death stained fields Of a businessman’s dream A soul cries liberation Aspiring toward anarchy The natural state Soul sees what it wants And it wants to be free Intend for barriers to be broken Intend for rulers to fall Even if its nowhere near possible Intend it Revolutions often begin in dreams
In the death stained fields Of a businessman’s dream A soul cries liberation Aspiring toward anarchy The natural state Soul sees what it wants And it wants to be free Intend for barriers to be broken Intend for rulers to fall Even if its nowhere near possible Intend it Revolutions often begin in dreams
Was this what happened last time? Division born out some bullshit elitist insecurity Milked by media fuckheads Driven to killing point for entrepreneurial tribal chiefs Who stomp around comparing dick size Engaging in arguments that make headlines Hypnotizing idiots to rampage blindly at each other Diverting attention from the masters and their master plan How great is that huh? We’re ...
Was this what happened last time? Division born out some bullshit elitist insecurity Milked by media fuckheads Driven to killing point for entrepreneurial tribal chiefs Who stomp around comparing dick size Engaging in arguments that make headlines Hypnotizing idiots to rampage blindly at each other Diverting attention from the masters and their master plan How great is that huh? We’re ...
Material anarchy of the disownedSons and daughters of spiritual hierarchismDetailing chronicles Of glorious tragediesAnd divine inheritanceFailing to tolerate the tolerant and their toleranceAss raping each other in their pseudo spiritual warStep right up for today’s latest!Who is more open minded now?
Material anarchy of the disownedSons and daughters of spiritual hierarchismDetailing chronicles Of glorious tragediesAnd divine inheritanceFailing to tolerate the tolerant and their toleranceAss raping each other in their pseudo spiritual warStep right up for today’s latest!Who is more open minded now?
The lunatic in my head Wants to be FREE! Analyze till I’m paralyzed? Fuck that We are the trip Trip on this trip Trip the fuck out භැම්දෑම් නෑ හැම්තැනම් නෑ
The lunatic in my head Wants to be FREE! Analyze till I’m paralyzed? Fuck that We are the trip Trip on this trip Trip the fuck out භැම්දෑම් නෑ හැම්තැනම් නෑ
Wild children singing praises to a wild flower protesting their diagnosis of illusion and delusion, gain wisdom as they extract its essence What more sense can be made in this cosmic abstract?
Wild children singing praises to a wild flower protesting their diagnosis of illusion and delusion, gain wisdom as they extract its essence What more sense can be made in this cosmic abstract?
Sacred golden robes, trampled by peasants Onward they go, shouting blasphemies at the masters of war and balance The siege of dhamma deepa begins As a peace cry rings in the peasants lips Hymns from the three worlds Serenade and encourage Of the universal elements We chant a cry of peace It grows stronger and stronger Until the foundations of ...
Sacred golden robes, trampled by peasants Onward they go, shouting blasphemies at the masters of war and balance The siege of dhamma deepa begins As a peace cry rings in the peasants lips Hymns from the three worlds Serenade and encourage Of the universal elements We chant a cry of peace It grows stronger and stronger Until the foundations of deceit Lie crumbling at our feet
The crackpot dance The war drum lullaby Sleeping zombies Define New world order Dance Beating war drums Go to sleep Orange mob rises Go to sleep Step away from your head Killing to the pirith chant New world zombie My refuge, the dhamma My refuge, the slaughterhouse Eat my brain Death games to the crackpot beat
The crackpot dance The war drum lullaby Sleeping zombies Define New world order Dance Beating war drums Go to sleep Orange mob rises Go to sleep Step away from your head Killing to the pirith chant New world zombie My refuge, the dhamma My refuge, the slaughterhouse Eat my brain Death games to the crackpot beat
We are the Silent vandals of the system Bastard children of confused, cross fucked cultures Fed with illusions purity Spit that shit out and embrace the dirt We are one…
We are the Silent vandals of the system Bastard children of confused, cross fucked cultures Fed with illusions purity Spit that shit out and embrace the dirt We are one…
Brothers and sisters Today I’m going to talk about something I have spoken about before. Simply because it’s just plain ridiculous now and there really is a lot to say about it. I’m talking of course about Marijuana, that ever sacred, miraculous king of plants. It has many names the world over, but it doesn’t matter what you call it. ...
