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“Wheel Spins” By: H.Josephs

Hueman being living dying what do u get out of the experience? see gd see heaven see angels experience love ascension? alright but what else? yea but what else? eternities of purities or punishment either polarity on repeat over and over if only i could fathom beyond these. honestly both don’t move i. shyt about all is just off. i just wonder wtf would huemans do with out their daily brain wash programming jobs,school,money,religions,government and entertainment etc mofos made up a whole lot of bs for living….maybe we would evolve reaching hueman potential i wonder if that’s even cracked up to be anything super i cant think of shyt else wtf else hmmm forgive i universe if i feel the shyt is kinda lame not really special guess the end of the world and war should give me a rush eh thoughts options more!!!! society boxes in the soul, dulls a being like a name has a sound letters and is particular meaning limits. we do the same shyt everyday without question #societyrulesmindbodysoul install program run restarts during upgrades. #continuous How can u waste life? Who sett the goal or prize? see when i get round people and want to talk they too busy thinking about everyday shyt so everyday shyt is life u cant take ur mind else where to contemplate or reason i find people lame aint shyt going on different youll have me back in the line in uniform. #mindsett rich, poor, popular, king, gangsta, love, make a family, sex, good, evil all options since humans been recording life …All fucking lame after a while the story is lame humans lame all this time…what the fuck else

By H.Josephs

“Spaced” By: H.Josephs

Tired of the trod weary fastened but still a souljah never manifested the best ish reckless is I do the rage of waters that take many away come away then alone the feeling how u feel connect I’m pale purple dark corners the brightest light fuck it na mean uck dat shyt being is buzzed lounge offf the edge u will neva feel that’s the beauty being
cold as soul less my love is adrift a lotta of hellavua heaven baby u forgot I so I explode beyond size of matter y think bout this as I freeze peeling pain numb no one could save me retched turning off senses I give everything for the same so what you saying I have no name shape shapeless I am in love with this undefined just mind
I am shattered into a whole black nesss I’m not understood standing on Azia feet to the core children revise elders cry wombs are bombs we are on all sides the math is indie labeled constrained bleeding absorbed thru plains planned me out according to the sorting of natural disaster your media your master u worship using sex without knowledge my blocks hood economics devised blurred eyes what a portrait self realized
far but still here for u yet we have never met we mesh baptize me as I transition earth changing position all is written encoded in I feel vibrations visions of living eternal stage to stage becoming flowing like carbon then hydrogen cherries burning let me loose in this pool I drop deeper I go heavy subatomic flow see the show of more particles lit they glow y ask u when I know sharing what grows be free so I can go

By H.Josephs

“Sex Up” By: H.Josephs

“High science sex and magic rubbing on the pyramid door open up six million beams of light, dissecting laser sharp, naked women broken wings The GD neva dies this is y now play the harps, G from the start g to the end how far can you bend master the craft sage of the flame father to the sun before there was none the i infinite measureless what’s deeper when it’s wet, it’s a vortex, not tangible in context or concept, material a lessor work. I am powerfully stimulated bask in our auras the days and the hours ain’t for us, make this force now pour us make this world out of union more than hueman excitement, rapture, ecstasy releasing orgasmically.”

By H.Josephs