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S1 ep 20- OPAQUE GLORY 

A disclaimer for you folks, we have implemented some choice language in today's offering, be aware that you've been advised.

A serendipitous outing 
Found me 
Slinging verbiage towards the bark of an oak tree
Fuck, shit, bitch, asshole, dumb mother fucker 
Down in the dumps and stumped 
Sitting on stumps
Chin on fists
Elbows on knees 
Want something different 
Prayers evolve to pleas
Left eye
Dressed in lilac 
Not sure where or when I acquired these colors
A pale face
The satin gait
We can moon walk over rough edges
Just be aware of the directions we're headed

I count these stars
You count them blessings 
You don't taste war
So why are you stressing 
Children of lesser
Maa couldn't protect us
I don't expect her 
To keep up a shelter 
The days and how they go
Got me twisting up in smoke
I can't seem to shy away
From the things that get me dazed
Sitting on the porch 
My mind is divorced 
From the daily oratory 
I can't get you out these stories
Pick a time and settle in it
Let go your hold and revel in it 
Bite into life come the morning 
But for now you hit the sauce and
The accouterments 
That u'll do you in
Lisps with the spits
Them balls those are fists
The walls with the rifts 
The risks I'm with the shits 
But I cannot take the shift
You change and feed pain
And remain 
A ghost 
The opaque host
Where do you float
Invite us all in
But who your stand in
Candles with Maria
Churches with the preachers
Good books what they teach us
Lies they get coarse
Pick what you ignore 
I believe what I believe 
And believe that I can be..

Well, you see that is the crater
Within my self image.
Marginized bread winner, don't butter me up. 
I do not offer up my daily bread, 
in exchange for some lavish spread.
Aware of the course being placed on the table, I gladly navigate an item at a time.
Come the end I expect some sense of being full, fulfillment.
Line a bowl with consommé, wish everything could be as clear as the liquid beneath my chin.
Dive into existence as fluidly possible, because being here, being present necessitates such.

Riding around with limits 
I came to get it 
The mama's roll their eyes 
And we in youth disguise 
Lord protect them
Boy you messed up
When do we not
Damn do we got
Enough change in the pot
To cop all the ob' jects
Whom allow us to feel blessed 
Go full fill our nests
With the gold from your crest

SEASON 1 LOOKING THROUGH THE TUNNEL.
NIGHT WORLD IS RECORDED AT NIGHT SOUND STUDIOS IN CARRBORO NORTH CAROLINA. REACH is the instrumental used in today's episode (#20) it is from SFRBEATS.COM

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