They say where there’s beauty
there’s also pain;
We are of the same vein,
& yet kings still reign.
Like Yin is to Yang,
we need darkness to begin again;
Life & death are one of the same,
yet only you are to blame,
if you never truly live.
Alchemizing my fear into strength,
my magic puts me on a different wavelength.
Dellusionally powerful,
can be both a weapon of mass destruction,
& a form of conduction;
Our transmission of sound is what’s most profound.
Even if you feel lost,
don’t let your life pay the cost;
Like the fool,
I might throw caution to the wind,
yet I will always win.
Knowing that I kept my spirits high,
& in alignment with my third eye,
what is manifestation without imagination?
Breathing Terrible Wise,
what I fantasize I mobilize,
to execute the enemies’ demise.
Beautiful chaos:
For every action,
there is distraction.
Rejecting institutions,
what is a revolution without evolution?