chapter 3 man sought the means of creation pursuing it as if seduced into it as if pulled, as if pushed, as if destined to it made for it, assigned to it, aligned to it persuaded to it or ordained to it? this inquiry seeks to produce no paradigm proven answers no bias no presumptions no assignments no reductions only a reflection upon what is what can be agreed upon by the most diametricly opposed what can be hidden from, but not silenced tuned out, but not removed what's underneath behind colors below names oil to the water that is our imagination or rather, the water we spill our oil upon here begins our story and here it ends, too for when all's said and done what's done is done and what's said simply vibrates in your ears

My Shadow's Growing Harken to the Nights Approach, the Gloam Down Pit falls Sinking Like In Meters of Snow (of Snow) yo it's dust pixel luger hear that disco halleluja here to burn it up whip your person up part these threadbare curtains feels like i'm compelled to service when it hits these hats and kicks i want to scream my rhyming couplet manuscript mile high hieroglyphs... ...mc wingdings palm spiral smiley gong the fevers never gone it just trips so fathom this My Shadow's Growing Harken to the Nights Approach, the Gloam Down Pit falls Sinking Like In Meters of Snow (of Snow)

Info agitation Rhetoric as masturbation Beat an egg and incubate it Here's a mirror, can you face it? Friendly steel armadillo Irony's a comfy pillow A medulla oblongata, oh my god I'm a duke, I'm a dog I just want some cheese on my buttered toast I just want to fuckin' feel like I'm not alone I just wanna put my hands in the air and feel the breeze Word to the trees I don't wanna breathe no smoke I don't wanna hack, spit, gasp, wheeze or choke I don't wanna breathe no smoke You can go ahead miss me with that beef and pork I just want a queen who can share my throne She don't even need to be from no centerfold I just wanna hit the road and explore Take a stroll a fellow student of the world I got the nose for that I can hear a mile away what's behind my back A lot of fuckin' chitter-chat Got a couple stockpiles where there's missiles at I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna be I just wanna be me chillin' on a beach Quenchin' bottle water, something interesting to read Comfortable towel, cool shade of a palm tree I read the other day We got a heat wave coming and it's here to stay I read the other day We got a heat wave coming and it's here to stay When'd it get so complicated? Seems like everything these days is an operation You forgot your calculator Stuck this shit like a now and later Bubbles on the water like percolator Feelin' that burn like a hot potato Bubbles on the water like percolator Feelin' that burn like a hot potato Welcome to the dark side, honey pie Here you are whatever you decide; go on, try Anonymous online, what will you identify? Anything goes, ain't no qualifiers, live your life Psyche is a butterfly… Bear in mind Pox on anything you're getting shuttered by; other guys Not the stuff your being get determined by; better try Flexing whatever business you been happened by, have some pride

going going knowledge holding hidden showing nothing noting snakes and thralls i keep at arms i wave and nod, raise no alarms no games today, only passage way circumstance my solitary claim a beast of no significance ardor and craft i did recant i swear my name means lowly thing i wouldn't dream of anything so offer eyes a practiced writhe shuffle, cast wrists toward the sky performance arts purchase of quiet i own my time, what waste most lives heaving, whole expenditure sleeping, sown, indentured i ring a bell, i ring a bell dutiful senses do attend chants in tongues not understood what great assurance of personhood clock is ticking, wax ascending moments, minute's meaning's bending hands are dealt, runs are ended did you achieve what you intended?

Welcome to our technical paradise You can see, our situation is very nice We've machines that guarantee everything is right There's no need to even bother to keep an eye Got this system, it interacts with a network Gathers positions relative to endeavors Give us your input, pressing yourself into pages Have it your way, you can construct your own cages Digital minimal, flock's uncritical Thoughts on drip from a font invisible When multinationals blush to the people's will I'll be on a swine up in the sky, that's risible Third eye's on sick leave Hypotheses we're testing Rent free advocation Risks gray matter sublimation We got dollars upon dollars Upon dollars upon dollars There's a hundred trillion reasons Why you never need a conscience We got dollars, d-d-d-d-dollars D-d-d-d-dollars, d-d-d-d-dollars, dollars This that Coke dealin', diamond diggin' Cigarette salesmanship I don't think it's time for thinkin' Why don't we just stop and listen This is dope, I like how I'm feelin' I'm a bounce it off the ceiling Don't tell me I don't need it You don't know the shit I seen Plus the pros tell me y'all are trippin' Take your sermons to the hills If I wanted education I'd be in a place of learning

hate your fucking state American fucking get out way to bleed the land and cull the strange and leave the place a fuckin waste assigned to evil here's your motherfucking cubicle that's a native village burnt I'll need a few of those this land of freedom got a lot of fucking bills to pay I'll need some bread and seashells and a crop or two of stocky slaves the seed of Eve inherits these the tools of mastery I'll give you yours when you deliver Rome or Palestine yeah forget Dallas here begins a dynasty we conquer seizing planets plant our flags in bods of enemies to walk the earth like Cain it ain't no punishment ask widows around the world just how much fun it's been Earth's getting hotter she thinks she can collect her vig? go tell that cracked out bitch she knows not who she's fuckin with I'm son of Adam, bed of wheat and smoking gun in hand I master cows and trees and seas and suns and fellow man this shit is mine I work it like a diamond mine you want a piece? well you can fucking get in line bus leaves at 3 your attendance, compulsory a better life awaits your sorry ass in Germany enjoy it while it lasts we're moving pretty fast ain't had the brakes checked in a minute but we're full of gas

a bit of feedback from a genre fan continuity, contradictions, inconsistent craft by today's standards, i'd rate it sophomoric or below that said it raises poignant questions and really drives some morals home while at times the verses trample crushing topics neath broad strokes the principles insisted do form a solid core i like the simple tenets the layman deserves to know your doctrines of compassion serve a salve on mortared souls this philosophy of caring does deserve to be well known but its merit's no excuse for sloth I must now pick some bones your book blames women for how thing's always been i guess it makes sense, without them we don't exist so you didn't want to be born? that's your perogative you can bite hands, you can spurn gifts, convict all women's... curse god, reverse god, have yourself a little bitch curse god, reverse god, have yourself a little bitch you could invert a mountain; it wouldn't change a thing it's but a drop... our collective verse we share a space in a funny place a mostly blank behemoth page on which we type our little things we're on a planet a finite plane which never ends we find a ballet of living motion built upon itself built upon itself we look at one another we dream the strangest things we build imposing structures we formulate, we think what a queer and cosmic wonder to wonder what wondering is we ask so many questions could they ever reach their end? well that's our latest dance move trying to map our everything these lore and conduct codices can help us to our ends just let's be mindful authors and not derelict our pens

this that reformation rapping show me demons i'll get clapping don't fade heathens, just got beef with hypocrites and scheming creepers ain't no reason why this jesus piece is my holy heater saltin sluggin snakes a shepherd groundskeepin i say get outta here, get outta here holy water ain't having no doubt in here get outta here, get outta here holy water ain't having no doubt in here heavy's the head... heavy's the head... yo if your man go spellin love, then why the fuck you beefin? why you treating God's creation like a Roman colosseum? i smell misleading... yeah, a deal so uneven blinders on your bridle got you speeding thru Elysium. don't mean life ain't hard, but why you make it harder? feeding golden calves'll make you really want to barter and right here on her... thirstin underwater idolizing honor got you sleeping on nirvana. i guess that's karma ...yeah you don't really wanna wonder what foul magic got you so twisted up in drama i have ideas... don't take a sage to see it a lot of human suffering comes from a single seed don't be it