Is paradise want or need? rr
Word Resonator
Negotiator
Abbreviatior
Word resonator
Alligator, tomb raider,
Elevator, aviator
Beer in the refrigerator.
I try to be stylish, and rare
Nice clothes, cut my hair
There's these rhymes
Running though my mind
A mountain to climb
Lyrical poet
The music flows it
Go with it
Word resonator
Yo, kick it down
Instrumental
Gasping for breath
Like Darth Vader's respirator
Arnold Schwarzenegger
Total lyrical recall
Negotiator
Abbreviator
Word resonator
The volume's high
Music's spinning round
There's is a stairway
To the sky
Let words fly
Because it rhymes
It don't need to make sense,
No fences, or ambulances
Navigator, communicator
Dreams to comprehend
Not offend
Transcend
Word resonator
Yo, kick it down
RexRed
Esoteric
Last night my unconscious mind spent much of the night trying to get my conscious mind to understand something and when I woke I became foggy about it.
It is about something being perfectly fine except for one minor flaw that seems to usurp the entire thing.
My mind gave me several examples.
One was a leakless boat that sunk because it shrunk, another was a woman who could not get anyone to listen to her. She was very beautiful but seemed unable to captivate an audience, of mostly men, due to preconceptions.
I think my mind was trying to explain me to myself.
It seemed the entire concept was fully understood until I awoke and suddenly I became foggy about its meaning again. Thus my unconscious mind became a victim of the very ideal. The very nature of an unconscious mind is unconsciousness.
It is like not being let in on a joke so everything you say seems irrelevant even if it is vital to the outcome of a situation.
My mind was trying to say that almost everything in life is like this in one way or another.
I was the person driving the boat that sunk and had to explain why.
I was the person who could not believe everyone was being so crass to this woman who seemed genuinely in peril.
When I awoke there was only one word in my conscious mind, "esoteric".
or, esoterex...
Though my unconscious mind made what it was saying very clear, I think there were things that only my conscious mind could understand and my unconscious mind seemed oblivious of.
People reduce things they cannot understand.
amoebas AND MOLECULES! Ick!
Theodore burps.
Once you pass the gates you become immortal
We'll sail on, on the crystal sea.
Everything needs to be bent in the right time.
@RexRed,
please play that song at my funeral.
