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LaVonne Wells shares her journey at the Helping Parents Heal conference. Helping Parents Heal is a non-profit organization dedicated to assisting parents whose children have passed. The post LaVonne Wells: Where There is Love There is Life appeared first on Open to Hope.

John 11:28-38 “The Tears of God in the Face of Death”Series: John Preacher: Will SpinkSunday MorningDate: 28th April 2024Passage: John 11:28-38------------------- Tears of Empathy“The Creator of all worlds, the Author of all beings, the Upholder of the universe – raining tears of human woe and sympathy upon a grave! Oh, there lives not a being in the universe who can enter into our bereavement with the sympathy, the support, and the soothing of Christ!” - Octavius Winslow Tears of Anger“He burns with rage against the oppressor of men. It is death that is the object of his wrath, and behind death him who has the power of death, and whom he had come into the world to destroy. Tears of sympathy may fill his eyes, but ... his soul is held by rage, and he advances to the tomb as a champion who prepares for conflict.” – B.B. Warfield Tears of Love “There was no flint in his heart. He was love, and only love; and through his love he descended into the depths of grief with the beloved ones whose lot was sorrowful; and he carried out to the full that sacred precept, ‘Weep with them that weep.'” – C.H. Spurgeon

At the Right Hand, of the Right Hand.  And like Him,  you have overcome the world,  of thought,  of desire, of fear.  Love is the Father's House, and you are Home.  In today's episode, I share about a recent 'repeat' or echo moment that I managed to see through real-time (managed to unsee time and everything seemingly in it), and my recent visit to Meher Baba's cave on Mount Subasio in Assisi, Italy.  I Love you I Am you nik  Support the show: ▶▶https://www.patreon.com/goodmornings __________________________________________ "His great meeting in the cave with all the saints and masters of the sixth and seventh planes and how they had mapped out the spiritual destiny of the world for the next two thousand years." -Delia DeLeon, The Ocean of Love "There is only breath and God" -St. Francis via Bruce Davis, Simple Peace "Offer God," he said, "your empty cup. The Divine will fill you. Be a chalice for all those who come to you to drink and you will see how much God is with you." -St. Francis via Bruce Davis, Simple Peace Meher Baba in Assisi Book  Psalm 23

Maybe it's a secret weapon Maybe it's a blessing Maybe it's a lesson Maybe It's a curse Maybe it's the way I'm supposed to learn, I'm guessing Maybe's only make It worse, Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe it's the sunrise Maybe it's a surprise Maybe it's my disguise I don't know Maybe it's some that place I should go I love my ‘home' But I'm all alone, so— Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe I'm just crazy Maybe I'm your baby Maybe I'll be saving planet earth One day Maybe I'm just dying I'm so sick of crying But I won't stop trying, no Maybe you're the greatest Maybe I'm the latest Maybe fill my plate with Everything I hate Maybe I'm too late, but Maybe I've been waiting Lately I've been dreaming Of us So just Bare with me Certainly In love With you No maybes. Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me, too (Empathy) Maybe it's my Purple Heart Maybe this is just the start Maybe we are just apart For now Maybe it's your pretty eyes Maybe it's the moonlight nights Maybe I'm just star struck Right now Right now Right now Maybes make everything better. Cross my heartHope to dieWish I never seen your eyesI'm emptyDidn't see a thingI just heard a ringing in my earsI heard you thought I wanted diamond ringsNahI'm just singing these songs you wrote to myselfI just put your name in the book on my shelf, titled“Things I'll get to later.”And I will,I have Will powerAnd you have Will I Am's number on standby LOL (Skrill-I-Am--who said that???)And I'll probably fly standby next time I fly...Because...yes, I was looking right at you—Write about it? I have to;I'm half blue—and the music in my queue is half you,So what am I supposed to do—?Just not?What am I supposed to say? I said“Stop. Get out of my head.”Perhaps if I had a bed, I'd let you in itCause you've been in my head, already—there's no closer than thatAnd I can't hide from the shadows you cast on the inside of my eyelids anymore than I can the darkness of my skin, or the coldness of my spirit;My heart is just as warm as ever, though—and you can hear it...Sunken, syncing to the rhythms of any beat loud enough to rock it out of the lucid dream I fell intoWeeks ago,Weeks before I saw your eyes,weeks before I heard the lies that I could be,Would beWas chosen—But I won't be, that's not my place in this world; my place is to see you and wonder, and watch, and wait—And listen to the words nobody else can hear,When your music speaks.Maybe “I see you” was accurate—Maybe “I hear you “is all that's leftMaybe “I feel you” about sums it up. But “I love you.” Is what I would say, And you? Never.Because we don't know each other,We're just in the same places a lot;And most of those places are just,Extended parking lots where old would gather in the twisted moonlight...And the moonlight...That was the other thing I saw.Until next time. Got me stress eatingIn-n-out of meetings all dayIn-n-out sounds okay“No, you're out.”Sounds okayOkay—Are you ok?Not like Annie—I mean, you can be—But that's not really my thing;Quick fling for some bling without a diamond ringI don't fuck with thatAnd you can ask my ex, is we fuckin?Nah, I'm over thatPut me on the guillotine—Read between the linesI was fuckin doing everythingFuckin doing fineI was on my grind—Didn't have the time for noExplaining why the fuck I go and listen to sublimeI hate the lime-lightPay attention to me harder andI just mightLose it been Losin it since before it was a hit, and I admit—I miss the shit I came up on,I admit:I miss the days where I had fun andP.S.- yes I'm the best at passing a testDon't need to study the materialIs really all here—just pay attentionAttention deficit disorder;My auntie a hoarder but I'm borderline everything:You feelin me? Scary Monsters, and… In silent desperation Waiting for a cause To the effect of your reflection Pretty is, is pretty does Nothing breaks like a heart, and This is the heartland Careful where you tread Every corner has a landmine Surpassing hunger's grip There are monsters in your midsts Awakened demons in the Light and darkness calmly came upon us Resting is the wicked But my blindness is in hoping Certainty was lovely But I had to move away Merry Christmas Merry Christmas My wishlist is full of Equipment I need, To complete me: I need me to make me a star, but only so I can afford to go far And be single; Go tell Kris Kringle He missed me-- I don't have a chimney; but I have a fire Inside My Heart. (Well, I guess it's a start--) Nevermind, Merry Christmas Merry Christmas My tree is at Mildred E. Mathias Gardens, so Pardon my lack of decor, It's horrible, send me an angel For the top of my tree cause thee last Starr I had broke The spirit of Christmas-- (And half of my face, so) Half of me is so displaced, And, the other half's floating in space Somewhere, and... I miss my son Bearr, but I can't be there-- It's unfair how Awareness is blinding me barren I'd fly through Mcarren today if I could, I would. I would. I would. ...just to say Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. I saw myself skateboarding Through all the hallways, here Wearing a Santa Suit Handing out Kandi's And blasting my favorite DJs; The music of Music producers who made me… It's crazy, but lately I'm fasting & praying-- Pretending i'd be there with Bells on in Texas-- I miss my Lexus, but I'll drive this Pontiac, back to my boy; That's my Ode De Joy, Merry Christmas. (I'm Sorry that I had to miss this, dismiss this intention I set, miss my favorite set-- (1, 2, 3 times, a charm) I'll just tattoo my arm Lost the bet, but I can't lose this job; I was robbed of my Christmas, cause Corporate owns me-- I'm ever so lonely O Holy Night, I mean Oh, Holy shit: You're right-- I forgot To name all the Monsters and Sprites Despite all my tries, No surprise-- It's the light in my eyes Dying on this Christmas Night Turn Off The Lights I'll Miss Lights All Night Merry Christmas. Unfortunately, my Time isn't mine these double-pay days aren't worth all i'm losing but I'm losing my, losing my Mind And my youth to the fact That if I don't come back I'll fade Back To Black At the end of the act and I won't have a job, so I don't know, I guess this is my Merry Christmas. Chopstixx And this is me Eating with chopsticks, with two hands So hungry So empty Waiting for someone to love me. Screens ...and I can't see the world you live in Silver screens and digital, digital scenes So serene, the sea I swim in; See the natural world. With Light & Love There is light, shine it You are love, define it 333 The world is waking up (The world is waking up) But I was just asleep (I was asleep/I was asleep) If the world was just a dream (If life is but a dream) Then this is reality. Death Wish I live in this place, that I hate Blank slate, and slated; contemplated suicide, once or twice but not now not now— I just have a death wish. All my past selves are colliding; I've been inviting the chaos, and wondering why, why, why I must live inside of a digital box Nothing lasts always, outside of the cloud Nothing lasts always, mom would be proud (if I) Nothing lasts always, look in the mirror and wonder who myself is— Maybe it's selfish, but I have a death wish I live in this space, I've created I cannot hate it, it's comfortable, peaceful, relaxed and though i've been abandoned by man, I just dance, I don't wanna hold hands right now, right now Nothing lasts always, outside of the cloud Nothing lasts always, mom would be proud (if I) Nothing lasts always, look in the mirror and wonder How could I How could I How could I Be myself. Spider Bites Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites It's right outside my window paneAnd the pain I have insideCombination of guilt and prideI can't hide in this placeI almost died in this place Now everyone thinks I'm a liarI'd set it on fire,Watch it burn—The city to which I could never return. Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites Sleeping In Spider Bites Songs in my head that I can't writeWrongs I can't rightMy clothes are too tight,I just mightI just mightDie in this place Face it, look at this faceDisfigured and fakeDarkened and sunbakedDisgraceful, I hate itAnd maybe I waited too longThought I was just being strong Now everyone thinks I'm a liarI'd set it on fire,Watch it burn—The city to which I could never return. Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites Sleeping In Spider Bites Sleeping In Spider Bites 1:15 AM Little lonely planetSpinning on my axisI don't need my glassesTo feelLittle lonely ladyMisses little babyAttracted to you latelyToo realI'm sorry, it's been cloudyThis can't be about meIn a crowd you can't seeMy faceStanding in a cornerFighting for my honorNo this isn't reallyMy placeI'm a space cadetSucked in a vacuumAnd I'm losing itThought I could find youThe stars look so marvelousI never thought it could beI guess it wasn't meantFor me Nobody's Type Everybody got preferences, Don't need to be checking my references You say that I'm hella exotic I say that your energy's toxic Bad mind be robotic I'm not sick—I'm not shit It's obvious: you're oblivious And she's envious of my (shhhh) Why? Trust Fall Trust the process, don't let go. Synesthesia Sensory overload I saw the sun explode I know I've been exposed To those (x3) echoes Runner Twin (True Flame) Shh. Don't speak, Just feel—it's real. I love you. Yellow. I sense that it's mellow... And running away—it's ok— I'm insane & slightly deranged... But I love you; If that's not true, I don't know what is—cause I know what love is. Please forgive me for my sins— My subconscious wins me over, And over and over, overthinking unclearly too wearily depresses my synthesis...this unlimited energy is consumed in rage and hatred, self pity and witty phenomena nobody can seem to explain—what's wrong with my brain, to be this way? What's wrong with my eyes, to see this way? I see the world changing a different way—less humanity, more insanity—like me, but more of a calamity; a catastrophe, actually. But, I love you. I'll always love you. I'll always love you. I'll always love. 48 Days Later Desperate? That's how it gets It's been about 48 days of this shit I'm crazed for this shit Been dazed. Extra? You betcha. I'm not trying to hear it Not trying to go near it I stay clear of it SHUT THE FUCK UP. I need peace And then you woke me up My life was in pieces And you're having fun? Dissecting me at intersections Sending me in opposite directions Wasting my energy Wasting the synergy that could be If you would be Listening to me as much as I HEAR YOU. Stay clear of me, I don't want you near me Do you hear me? I need to be satisfied Not made to cry Or made to think I should shut up and die (By the way, I hate black guys.) So fire away. Hands Sign language The new divine language This anguish is vacant; Apologies, this isn't me. I'm squinting, trying to see The light? It's bright. “Silence so I see...” I smile pleasantly At me I Live Here I live here 15 more days I'm not paying your way Cute trick, but okay This is lame ... I live here; I heard all your lies, By passing the time— I'm just a passerby But I try...not to cry. It's a synthesis... I meant this shit. 3 Times Is A Charm I hate goodbyes Cause you never said it I hate replies Cause you never sent it I hate good highs, I'll admit it; Cause I know what's below 3 times, and you know— Something bad's coming. I'm Dun Been abandoned about 100 times Not gonna take it at another person's pace I'm not running in someone else's race This is my place This is my new place Haste makes waste; Now I'm done for. Cryy Just another ghost I ain't gonna cry about it I'm not gonna boast I'm not gonna cry about it (Pshhh. Burnt toast) I ain't gonna lie about it Almost Not even gonna try about it So close I ain't gonna cry about it I ain't gonna cry about it Patience. Alaska 8, LA -3 Not smart enough? That's tough. Not brave enough? That's ruff Got fat on ya? That's fluff— Enough stuff—have a puff. Must Be ADD Must be hard to be Jon Must be hard to have 9 TVs on Must be hard to be hard Must be hard to fuck blondes Must be hard to go on-and-on... Must be. On Me Wear my heart on my sleeve; If you died I would grieve you I didn't believe you There were two blue planets Dammit— Thought I had you at “Are you okay?” But it's just me. So, sorry… it must be hard Being on guard all the time Don't know what your life is like Won't try to guess I'm just obsessed because you're blessed if this a test I know I failed. And if I was you— I prolly woulda bailed On me. So-So Sorry sorry, I worry-worry No one will love me Like I love the world. And I do know you— But I do owe you an apology... Technology...is too much for me Wiki is the key, and I won't look 3 times. You know who you are; You set the bar too high. Now it's too late Another obsession— I'm just a mental case. Sorry honey. You looked at me funny... And I fell apart. That was the start Of another broken heart Priest Not suicidal Fuck an idol Music is like my bible I'm liable to read it to you, Judas. Alaska's On Fire Smoke & Rain Purple mountains Burning fire Red sun Lights & lazers Celebration Never ending Have fun Goodbye, I Love You Twisted state of consciousness This world is in Chaos I lost you at “hello.” Hey Mr. Mojo Risin There's smoke on the horizon For miles...tired eyes don't lie; Look at the sky— Wondering ‘why' I Do This is what love is at a distance Had you and then gone in an instant Now you're just one of my wishes upon a flower Danced into the midnight hour Wondered why I turn a shade of blue Brighter than the planet that I knew I love you— From a distance. I'm sorry that I missed this chance. Just let me have final dance. I know the moments passed, true... Want to think I know you like I do. “I Fell ” Throwing elbows Who the hell knows How many times I've been hit How many times I've been choked Exploded and exposed to the officers, the Lucifer I married first And what's worse is I kept my mouth shut, even after he split it open— I was hopin he'd at least open his heart Instead he departed the apartment Started Making threats about all his regrets, Left a mess and tested me with suicidal tendencies— Almost beat me dead and instead of feeling anything I said? He ran off. Left me with scars on my head— Blood on the walls, and the bed Red Lips Always Lie; You know why? I had two babies cryin' And he's flyin down the highway Tryin to meet with a “friend” Only told two people then, Lied to the rest of the world: Was Peggy's best girl Till he literally rocked my world. I said “oh, I hurt my face doing push ups” but I couldn't look up for a week, couldn't talk through my teeth, couldn't eat couldn't sleep— Lost my power, got weak And I think to myself “Why did I ever go back?” Lacked the confidence to leave— But now my heart's on my sleeve, And my sleeves are uneven, Cause I'm still grievin Might have still had two sons If I had just packed up And run away. Instead, I'm alone today. You predator, I'm the prey... But I still pray for you. Hunger Within ‘What are you hungry for?' Always wanting more One's not enough— But two is too many. Is anything worth remembering? Rainbows round the sun; Halos round the moon “I didn't see anything... I didn't hear shit.” Maybe you were too lit— Maybe it was legit magic I thought it was fantastic, either way I only wanted you to play With me Stay With me Dance With me—mama Mia— I see everything History Mystery... Destroying “me” The longest ego death that ever was, “Never was.” “...fuck it.” I wish To dismiss Your sweet kiss on my lips Fuck it. Fuck it. When life gives you golf balls, you learn to drive— And you learn to thrive taking care of people too fucked up to take care of themselves. Top shelf liquor, top shelf buds Everyone uses something Everybody uses somebody Being Aliocha What does that mean? I'm hearing things, it seems Electricity, energy My family and friends taunting me Codeswitch How do You go, from ‘me—to you Did what you had to do Did what you wanted to: You're you. Seems like codeswitching Is bitching at people While listening to people Complain Seems like somebody is trying to get me a label of being insane Seems like somebody is making me crazy on purpose to play with my brain Seems like I'm just watching shadows and ghosts listening, whispering my name Motion, Words & Wisdom Part paranoia— And part defense system Am I just sick? Or am I a victim. You're speaking when you're speaking You stop thinking when I'm thinking Meanwhile I keep repeating— Motions, words—wisdom. Deja Friendly faces Looking in my eyes— Telling me something; yet saying another. “What?”, I ask. He answers “I'm here” I'm hearing his voice... On his presence I ponder. I wonder how much is true: ‘Who made who?' It's Deja Vu—I cant help it. Obsession is insanity, I felt it—I still do It's still you—I love you It's fucked up, I miss you; Goodbye then...I'll say it no issue. 16 Clubhouse Avenue I'm in the chamber of love The chamber of love Looked up and and I saw you I feel you just above ground And I'm calling you down, down You're the one I'm thinking of Seagulls and doves Hand in the sand and i draw you If I step into the sea I would probably drown, drown Swaying in the sound of deafness Can't you see that I'm so reckless Keep me waiting leave me breathless And I'm dancing to the sound of my heartbeat The sound of your heartbeat Melting away in the body heat Keeping the Rhythm with my feet (With harmony) Dancing to the sound of our heartbeat Living on love street Babe I can't wait till we next meet Keeping the rhythm with my feet Turned the page, I thought the show was done I was only trying to have some fun Lo$t This is not the place for you Turn away There is something better You are so alone in this world We are not your friends here Look at how you've grown This is now, and the times have changed you You will not be safe. . . Go collect your thoughts You're a ghost Look at what you wasted Dancing by yourself The world has eaten all your trust The embodiment of emptiness And empathy, at best Finally flew the coop And then retreated to your nest Go get some rest, bird Be seen and not heard This world is absurd Take away the night Take away the light Baby, I saw you take flight Feeling like something's not right... Fighting with all of your might Turn up the lights Feeling like somethings not right You're not out of mind, but I beg you to get out of sight You're blind tonight You're too precious for this restlessness No freedom on the guest list, this Is one of life's great lessons: Go home early, count your blessings Exxchange I swing like a Pendulum, pendulum, pendulum My mind is on the run Swing like a pendulum, pendulum, pendulum I'm in a party of one Be And if you love something, Let it go And if you lose someone Let them free That's all you'll ever be (is love) That's all you'll be You'll be Bass Canyon 2k19 Refrain? You're insane We had this conversation on the plane Ignoring all the pain inside You watched me walk away I'm afraid you got paid And in the end that it was made To make me kill myself again This is the world that I live in This is my universe (You said it was ours) This is my universe (I watched you for hours) This is my universe (I sent you pretty flowers) No you didn't Watched you spin it I was crying every minute Saw your heart and I was in it Played your part because you been it Can't connect you to [bleeped] J** S***** But I really can't admit it You're a secret You're a savior You're my planet You're my flavor Honey, do yourself a favor And just tell me what you savor You're a genius You're a vibe I'm just glad that you're alive If you won't let me join your tribe? I guess I'll have to build my hive Queen Bee LSD Made me who I'm ‘sposed to be Haven't even dosed you see: I don't need no ecstasy I haven't been smoking weed But sometimes that's the thing I need You planted all of satans seed The world I see is full of greed Changed my body Cause you put your Hands between my thighs And you were sposed to be my guy I think about you all the time And you know why Secret passwords and some rules I can apply When I walked by the place It's no mistake I peeked in through your eye The West Wing Take someone suicidal, Put them in a box Take away the freedom Take away the sun Laugh because they're hurting Learn to roll your eyes Keep them even longer When they call out all your lies Joyful, joyful I cannot trust No one's loyal Attitude adjustment I was spoiled rotten with Candy and soda But that causes everything, everything to start over Pick your poison Prescription or addiction Look to the horizon Never see the sun Venice Venture I loved you the moment I saw you; With wonder I finally saw you— Where is your soul? I wanted to hold you, I wanted to keep you whole Jumped into a hole and thought of you Jumped into a hole, and— I saw there were two I wanted to fill it... But wanted to feel you, too. Pod Of magic and memories Wonder and light Have you picked all your pennies Washed all your stones Counted your blessings Rested your bones? God rest your soul Praise The Skyy I missed work, But I found the rainbow I found myself But I dropped my halo I don't know about tomorrow But my futures so bright, I— Might just be the light, I— Might just see the sun-light Through the cloudy days Amazing, Praise the sky Origins When we were the ocean (echo) Before Father Time Remembrance of the divine It just was Nothing and everything Happened at once Just because It was all just an accident The happiest accident The world We were We are We are still here I am You are. We are still here. You Are What You Wiah Be careful what you wish for All of them come true Be careful what you wish for Nothing is ever untrue If it's there In your heart—in your soul In the place that dreams are made In the place that you were born from Your spirit speaks, So listen: Do not let go of what you know You have always known it Wishes Wishes Wishes are your truth Be careful what you wish for Your wishes become you. AlllStaR We're not finished yet, Chuck Taylor The journey hadn't ended— You've been on this expedition— And we've walked for miles and miles We have danced below the sunlight Even glided with the moon, right in the Heart and in the eye Of something-city. It never really mattered, being pretty Till it hit me: I could prob'ly buy the world, if I were free. Back to Abbot Kinney There is something we forgot The plot thickens like my waistline— All the sugar they refine, a goldmine Rotting minds and taking time away— Life away—if sad you eat, then sad you'll stay; Don't say it, today is just you cheating on yourself Your shelf life's not as long as your lifeline— Each palm a psalm, To each his own To teach, to own It's a lonely, road But if only, only... (From Holes) ‘If only, if only the woodpecker sigh... The bark on the tree was as soft as the skies... As [the] wolf waits below, both hungry and lonely—he cries to the moon ‘if only, if only' All is Well We don't need another song about... Because they're all about... And all my songs are about... Left it open, But it slammed behind me And I loved the sound Because it was meant to be Left it cracked, Like the egg that I am And I am in my own shell All is well All is well Butterflyy I am beside myself I am inside myself Abiding by rules I might have made Siiickness Bless You/ Fuck You Depends on the day Achoo—sorry— I hope you're okay. Left on time, but they— Found a way —for making me Pay for it Pay for it Pay for my way to get paid But Half of their shit is delayed (Bus-Bus/ Bus-Bus) [a waltz] (2/3) (Traiiin?) But Half of me probably made Up My mind “I'm fine.” I'm not. But— This life makes me want to give Love “What's up?” I'm down, ‘whaddup'? I need some friends Fill up (J fry, am I—am I—am...) My Cup No. Love? No. The plug? No. Sorry for bugging you, but “What?” ‘I'm up—what?' “Wake up, Love—“ Love? ... R3AL What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? SUPA And You can't wear your heart on your sleeve With an S on your Chest But you have to believe You can do it Western Lights Diffractions in traffic Aurora Borealis Love The World Hate my job Hate my face Hate my life Hate this place Love the world Hate my life Hate my hair Hate my thighs Love is there Love the world Believe in Everything, have something To wake up for Believe in Everything, it's only Time to go When you say so, so Love the world Heart—Sleeve Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you More and more Don't Go Like the sunlight reflects off the snow I just hope that you know That I love you Don't go I love you— Don't go I love you— You know And we're just two gaseous planets passing by Twinkling I'm your eyes Ships passing in the night Wannabee i wanna be alone i wanna be alone i wanna be alone Don't wanna be lonely Need someone to hold me I only need one But since there's no one... Stare into the sun I just wannabe— Wanna be Wanna be Wanna be (Wanna be?) Done One Just one me Just one world Just one tree; Just one girl M&C Misery loves company Misery loves company Misery loves company And misery is company— You're losin' me. Planets And we're just two gaseous planets passing by Twinkling I'm your eyes Ships passing in the night Noontime Take me to the Grammys I wanna meet the family I'm tryna keep it classy But the world is pretty trashy My license is a class C I'm average as I can be I want the presidency, so Somebody educate me Back To, Unh I'm late for my train Plain Jane, plain insane Look up, I see a plane I eat weight and then I gain it Clarissa, I can't explain it I wax it and then I wane it Phone Home like I'm Little Wayne, bitch I say ‘bitch' but then I hate it I hate bread but then I ate it I love cheese and so I grate it I love food and so I plate it Love DRuGs I love getting faded But lately the world is jaded So (Sung, nah-nah) I stay sober—found a four leaf clover Frozen in October Alaska getting colder When they say it's over, I linger, Get closer I need more exposure Cause I am getting older This instagram is closure No selfies and no posers Close your—mouth please Lose your spouse please Because he took your house keys (Choking sounds, gasping for air) I need fucking therapy— A doctor who won't lock me up A friend who won't block me out for keeping up with my fitness Do you get this? No. You don't know. Nobody really understands my self destruction plan But I don't really ‘need' a man, Because I wrote “I am” And, “And.” And—this is my Land ‘This is our world This is our sand' (box) Thinking about getting dread Locks I don't need headphones I need Aux— ‘I want to hold your hand' Awwwwsss— Walks on the beach I am a beached whale I am a teacher I'm gonna set sail Build me a church and steeple and steal from the people So tax free so evil Evil knieval midevil Shirts I was trippin on shirts Avoiding them flirts, the worst Laying me down in a hearse I never rehearse Live my whole life in reverse— I'm Benjamin button It hurts-hurts The world is George Lucas's first, Work From something to nothin, It works, church From First and to Last Every verse, verse Somebody come help break this Curse curse Demons in my universe—verse Remember you asked who came first—first (Two times?) ...it was the egg. Go break a leg. I don't have to beg I'm going to Vegas. Bitch I'm gonna be famous Bitch I'm already A-List Bitch I'm friends with the greatest Sun and the Moon and the stars were my latest design ‘Bitch you look fine' I promise, I'm not Promises, promises Thought I forgot ©racked Hacked Maybe because I'm black Maybe because they thought I'd attack Maybe cause I'm stacked with knowledge—I acknowledge I wanna go back to college to polish it I don't know what to call this shit; Trying to be an activist but I legit don't have the time or a spare fucking dime Bus lines wasting my time Wrote the bus song on my own vibe I don't write songs all of the time, But when I do, I use blue and my ‘Do' frame of miiind. Gotta find the right sound pack Gotta get a new backpack Gotta be myself, that's whack I can't go back I can't take that Can't fake facts: I've been hacked For no reason, that's stupid I left right on time Apple reads minds now, Google makes plans now I hope google plans how to explain how they made me insane picking at my brain— Need my phone to get by, Need my GPS or I digress, I'll leave my fucking phone at home— Cause I can find north, of course—- West is the beach and this beached whale sprouted legs and they can Walk for miles and miles It might be awhile to apply my airline miles, But I got different styles or writing I'm sick of fighting with myself— Pull the trigger already “No, you've already written too much about such and such, so—that would expose those who only hope you turn up your nose and, put a gun down your throat” Oh. Started working on my suicide note, And I wrote about how, now, I can't even go around without the sound of the 3 people dragging me down in my stupid Little Head. Nam Dama Mi That's an inner thought: Keep it to yourself Put it on the shelf, You're a mad man Do you remember me? I am the stars you see And the answer that you seek, Is the blinding light. Fight the tide, You're hiding— Wasting the days Resting Rest In Peace to the Rest of them, Following everyone's footsteps They're practically sheep, but You keep keeping up with them Friends? If only, if only. Depends on If you're feeling lonely, I guess. Do you remember yourself? She was healthy Do you remember her death? Falling victim to captive Both weakened and wealthy Was he, who Could see you Practically couldn't believe you Who was that? Inherited panic attacks from your past— Life goes on. Dos Mi like Viven LA or en Vegas? Dos You a writer or you tryna do this music? Dos Feel like eating pizza, chocolate, tacos mames? Dos Is dat hoe in buena o es muchas mala? Dos Laundromat Undercover 88 Crown Vic Victory is mine History is mine Hollywood bungalow Yucca & Vine Fine line between champagne & wine White lie When I say “I'm fine” Fine dining, I have no spine Calling the bank cause my card was Declined Ladder I climb I'm falling behind The children born after me Never you mind It's such a catastrophe Body & Mind Listen to Skrillex to help me unwind I need my glasses, Please help me find them I cannot see you— I'm Daphne I'm blind *gasp* “Are you okay?!” No—not today I fast and I pray that you won't go away I fast and I pray cause I need you to stay Good-hey, good, I need you to play My favorite songs when I go to the rave My favorite favorite favorite place One day they'll probably send me to space Because I belong to an alien race Cree-Cree phone home... I hate my phone I hate the phony Instagram hoes I hate my body Wanna go home Death is a freedom When we all fall asleep, Where do we roam? Noam Chomsky Write me a poem Cute pomsky— Wish I could show em. Dog show in dogtown You know what's up The tide is down I said surf's up If up is down Enough's enough I'll prob'ly drown Out Sounds How Now Brown Cow Tell Father Time That time is now There is no past There is no “how” There is no “try” There's only “do” There is no “I” There is no “you” The universe is 2+2 It all adds up It's all in view You know what's up And I do too For you are I, and I am you Absolutely: whooo are you? I am, he is, You are, he is, You are I am We are I am They are I am Me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Sunny, sunny days Happy birthdays 60 earth days, or so I've been crazy, so... Here it goes. I chose you, And I don't suppose you know Cause I don't know you— Don't owe you an apology, But apologies, please accept these Tokens of appreciation For all the elation, and sensations I'm so sorry. The complexity of energy astounds me— Came around on day 2 of EDC just to see you, And I missed it. Lost it cause I lost track of time trying to find the reason why a certain guy wouldn't leave my side— And that's fine; he has a nice vibe But I've a one-track mind for your type of guy I'm kind of blind, but I can read between the lines— Every other song was a sign That you could be my guide; Already supplied me with doses of medication; alien communication I thought—not really, you're just really good at being smart So... Thank you I'm sorry I love you I miss you I was misused and abused, which confused me...like I said, sincerely— I'm sorry, Sonny. Sorry, sorry. You might find it funny, but nobody loves me the way I love music. I'm too sick to cope, And I hope you're okay. I really hope you're okay. I really hope you're okay. Cause now I just can't get it off my mind—didn't mind whoever's hands between my thighs— The vibe attracted me. Disastrously drunk, perhaps, But I collapsed at the showers— Waited in line bout an hour hearing “Skrillex-skrillex-skrillex” Nose to the ground, constantly looking around, thinking: “Well they couldn't be talking about me...” Because you wouldn't be thinking about me— I've had dogs barking at me for weeks, i think, so— Please excuse me when I say I'm crazy for you. Don't have a clue about your personal life— But a guy with a wife is off limits. I don't have a clue, true. You could be anything. Wikipedia would know, but I won't go there— And I wouldn't go over the rail for the purple water bottle— Went full-throttle on no-energy... What can I say? Sorry again. Sorry my life depends on your music—I can't mend your heart or recommend a friend—just another loose-end to this never ending story. I don't know who you are, And you might know who I am— Thought I saw you dancing as I laid down—thought I was making your face out... Thought I could be your predecessor, but really I'm just a word processor and don't possess any talent—granted, I've taken for granted and taken advantage of too much time Undressed you with my eyes the first time I saw you spinnin—I'm just living life in my own skin, and I've never been “the chosen one” Which is why I run away so fast... When things are too good to be true, I remember all my shades of blue I thought maybe you knew about the two planets. I thought maybe that this was your blanket. I thought maybe that sweater was a letterman's jacket To whatever team you're on— But that super hot blonde with the best outfit on... Seemed your type. When I'm right, I'm right. And when I'm wrong, I'm wrong. And it's always Sunny in Philadelphia... But it's always Sonny on iTunes And always Skrillex on Spotify Mr. Mojo didn't die, He lives inside our hearts. You started it. I wanted it too badly. Ray bands and your hands under my covers... We could be lovers In a perfect world. Thank you for the music. I'm listening. Anna The prettiest girl in the world came to me and she said “I wanna look like you.” And I could not believe her, Let my energy deceive her Cause I, cause I Wanted to look like her more. She said “ohh, I want hair like that” And I watched her stare, like that Thing on my head was a Bright shooting star; haily's comet I'd not let myself believe it Cause I wanted to look like her, more. Anna, you perfect thing Anna, the prettiest girl that I've ever seen Anna, please don't— Close those pretty brown eyes, Your manna. Anna, you're what's the matter with me Can't you see? I wanna look just like you. Intense (Like Camping) Moon shaped eyes Shadowcast lies She silently cries As her memory dies Erase it away Just live for today Don't cry Just learn to lie better You know you're better off When you're off on your own There's nobody there, you're just dreaming It's not really cold, you're just sleeping— It never happened, you're dying inside, Keeping a secret, holding your pride back tonight second guessing your eyes— It's no surprise Slept until sunrise. Just Know Wherever you are in the world Whatever you do with your life Whoever you take as your wife Know that I love you I'm sending you wishes of love Protections from heavens above I am the owl and the dove So just know that I love you It's too much It's too soon Saw your face Met my doom I've been pacing in my room Know that I Know that I— — cannot hear your name again The world that I've been living in Is filled with taunting, torturous And ridiculing, I cant stand it, I— Stand it, I— Never had to clutch a pillow admire weeping willows; Just know. Tears will never ever tell your secrets I told you it was sacred, I would keep it; Just know. Can't reach out Drowning in sorrow and self doubt Would hate to Be left on The list of millions Hoping they can have you So I don't hope I'm holding onto rope Unwrap the heartstring Hope it's long enough To tie onto the chandelier You've seen me so much this year I'm hanging myself, hanging on Hanging on To you… So just know that I love you. In Hate [With Myself] Fat is ugly As I am As I am Black is ugly As I am As I am Would I believe in myself If I had beauty? Would I believe in myself If I was happy? Would I believe in myself Maybe, not likely I just want to die in peace At peace With peace Just as much as I have Love To give Forgive, me, Love For I am in Hate with myself Hate myself I'm in hate with myself Maybe too late for myself Maybe too late for myself Hate is ugly As I am As I am Fear is ugly As I am As I am Life is ugly As I am Thank You, You're Beautiful I Hate The ugly I see When I look in the mirror, But Thank you Because you Are beautiful. I Hate The sound Of My voice When I'm singing Over the radio But thank you Because you are Beautiful Something inside me Is fighting The blinding Light I so wish I was whole I'm the whole world I'm told to stay positive But I am positive Someone wants me Dead within the decade Mother Earth I am unpredictable Superstitious Unreliable Be my witness I'm not Rick I'm toxic I'm nauseous And conscious CAKE Any food is food, to a man who's holding hunger; Hunger's only boredom to the man who carries stress; Freedom is the wish of every man who works for wishes— Woman carries manhood in the pockets of her dress. Smog Check Back to blue skies Under clouds of waste That we can't see But we created All the world is somewhat jaded So get faded— wade in the wata; Pollution is notta problem When you got a lot of em When you got a lot of em Life is everlasting Blur (Lifeless En Motion) To be lifeless in motion; A cascading glimpse At the thought of emotion Miss me by inches No wish of devotion. Sifting so silently; Lifeless In motion. Judgement Day My body was a trial Crazy, Stupid, Hungry, Tired It hurts so bad You're on the road And I'm alone I just stuff my fat face with Anything that might Make me feel loved Everyone knows that I'm (crazy) Every one knows that I'm (stupid) Everyone knows that I'm (hungry) But no one knows that I'm TIRED Of living this lie So I wish I would die In my sleep But I keep on repeating This cycle It's sweeping my mind I find it hard to believe If I meet you again In your eyes and you'd smile I smile for your voice and Yes I'll always love you Shame on me Everyone knows that I'm (crazy) Every one knows that I'm (stupid) Everyone knows that I'm (hungry) But no one knows that I'm TIRED But no one knows that I'm But no one knows that I'm But no one knows that I'm On my last lifetime Home Is Where The Art Is I have panic attacks on the bus every morning— Google maps throwing me off and often, losing my mind trying to find where I'm going; There's no place like roaming There's no place like home I have heart attacks leaving the conference room, coffee stand— Hand-in-Hand with the grand that's Bi-weekly directly deposited, hoping— There's no place for coping There's no place like home I wander by walls wearing eyes, making footsteps Unlikely I'm leading the blind, all behind me I'm finding the line is too fine to determine My side Side-by-side mirror images, Interesting concept: “Conception at birth” How abstract, subtracting Distractions, passing concessions & sundries covering all my expressions Of joy Enjoying Chos in color Home is where the art is. Bouts of insomnia, Battling bullet wounds; Inspiration's a gift of disaster— But soon, knives forks and spoons, A lamp for my room, and a broom, too; Home is where the art is. I'm in the cocoon, for now— Still learning how to be beautiful, Creating a canvas on my back, seeing— Everything, everyday. On my way On my way On my way to being Home. Fr33 Just the idea of being free Makes me in love with me Catch The Sun When we all fall asleep And the sun drifts away Some people stay up To Make up Theworld of next day There is no ‘tomorrow' So follow yourself Swallow it whole, The World: You are the whole Thing. Open your eyes-- All of them. Brownies & Lemonade I see lemonade everywhere But where are the brownies (Am I the brownie?) On my honor, I-- Will do. Nike shoes, maybe in a shade of blue I'm myself, because of U Saw through new eyes, today Something I never saw, at all And I fall in love With love With love-- With Love WIth U (Remember Me?) Whose Moon Is It, Anyway? All the bad vibes are alive on this moonlight night At least this is my last, last life BLU World I have been lost in a world of blue, wishing to share the world with you. Watch it turn from blue— to brown— to blue Drowned in the future Doubt there's a future Now is the future, they say They're watching you throw it away. HOWSLAW Superstitions coming true Tripped over a bag— I just wanted a flag or a backpack I went back for you [For] Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Justice Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Life Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Lost and Forgotten Spirits Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for You my love I am truth, I am light I am freedom in the night I am watching demons fight (In the night, they take flight) There's a spirit in my (Spirit in my) head and I can Hear it, In my bed the recollection of a voice I truly love Fasting and praying and fasting and praying and fasting and praying and…. Forgive me. Sunny Sunday I sent some love your way In my own world I can stay Hidden, Kept secret Give Victoria the secret, You may wonder if she'll keep it the devil gave her all the weapons to be cloaked in all the beauty of a body fit for lingerie angels never go away demons dance and play and wait for you to make mistakes Sheep adorned with lace perfect body, perfect face make Charisma avoid Karma and put Pleasure in her place. Find your place and keep it Lock away your secrets You may not believe it, but: The only world is you Sunny Sundays Crashing waves to the west And I wish you the best I just wish you the best A.D.D.E.R.A.L.L. And they won't give me Adderall Cause then I would rule the world Then I could rule the world ‘Who does this girl think she is, caring?' They won't give me things that would help me to mend the world Cause that would mean theirs is ending Fiends can't be friends and reflections, expectations of men in the eye of the beholding blind, leading wild, tides—moonlight fight with the demons he sent in the night, You're right: Stay in tonight. And they won't give her adderall because they know that she would fall in love with herself “Just kill yourself.” She came back to haunt herself— wanted off this planet, poisonous planet you poisoned humanity (poisoning, poisoning) Any Moore I don't wanna be me, anymore I just missed my chance to be free because ugly is wearing your face out Half of the time, I just space out Cadet Kelly, hellishly envious Losing respect, losing time— I need more. MaybEmpathy Maybe it's a secret weapon Maybe it's a blessing Maybe it's a lesson Maybe It's a curse Maybe it's the way I'm supposed to learn, I'm guessing Maybe's only make It worse, so Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe it's the sunrise Maybe it's a surprise Maybe it's my disguise I don't know Maybe it's some that place I should go I love my ‘home' But I'm all alone, so Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe I'm just crazy Maybe I'm your baby Maybe I'll be saving planet earth Maybe I'm just dying I'm so sick of crying But I won't stop trying, no Maybe you're the greatest Maybe I'm the latest Maybe fill my plate with Everything I hate Maybe I'm too late, but Maybe I've been waiting Lately I've been dreaming Of us So just Bare with me Certainly In love With you No maybes. Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me too (Empathy) Maybe it's my Purple Heart Maybe this is just the start Maybe we are just apart For now Maybe it's your pretty eyes Maybe it's the moonlight nights Maybe I'm just star struck Right now Right now Right now Maybes make everything better. FAT Eat-a bowl -a Granola Better than a coca-cola That's ebola no hola Get fatter than my areola Bird's (The) Word Wha-da-da-dup? I mean, “surf's up!” I mean Red Cup I mean, ‘All The Way Up' SIKE. What in the fuck do I look Like Not like a balla not like Mike; Psyc evaltuation Nation is evil Doesn't want people Equal--(equal) Has less calories But salaries at companies can't cover these Insurance fees and premiums Spotify can read my mind, As if it was a medium Shirt size fluctuate From XS to Medium XS was super dumb Maybe they remember us: Two big ass bitches In 3x mini Dresses Dressed to impress the emporer: ‘Impalas Only!' Gazelles for the lonely guys-- No surprise there: Thunder Thighs weren't in season The reason we couldn't get past red velvet lines Cause we like red velvet cake No mistakes made ‘Make way--comin thru!' Best friend pushed us through To see You (You, You, You (All I ask of you, sampled) BOO-WHO I think you're a ghost I think i'm an owl I love you the most An alien hosted Me SupaCree Supecedes--super seeds Everything Everything's everything Bring Me backstage In the age of backpage I hit the backspace Space cadet No Regrets Just regurts Regurgitate Yogurt-- Kiefer after reefer Refferal this squirrel To talk therapy, apparently Body dysmorphia got to me Honestly, I just need surgery. Everything's sugary Food isn't real to me Doesn't appeal to me Banana peel to me Slip-and-fall Monkey-see-monkey-do- Anything chunky-too-funky I can't wear anything I heartraves puts out; I'm not a circus ring Sometimes I feel like Penelope Elephante, Killa remembering All the things I would sing I would ring bells Drinking Sunny-D Juice-- Chance had the answer my favorite rapper, Had to be, probably Drake is an actor. Study the past for future prediction, I never fit in I never fit in Tripp pants before, But I can't afford them anyway. Anyway, What did you say, In that song? Man, it's been a long time Since ‘09 07 was heaven-- Last time I was president LDS resident Someone was heaven sent [sample: Christmas Present, The Rocket Summer] Going on tour and shit I'm starting to resent Everything too recent I'm on decline, descent Disintegrated and separated Soul from my Spirit. Do you hear it? It's me. August 4th, 1985 Stop. Wait Don't look back. Just. Disappear; You're not here, ghost and I'm sorry, I love you But thank you for making me Open my Open my Eyes (...) White Lies White Noise White guys; Pretty Boys Superman-- No disguise Secret Identity Secretly Secretly Hidden in secrecy I. Just. Can't look back. You. Reappeared. Got my own fanny pack. Don't mean to boast, but-- I kept your diplomacy Thank you for making me hate coke and ecstasy Open my Open my Eye, please. Fasting & Praying [working title] Fasting and praying and Fasting and praying and Fasting and praying for Me to Finally be free White Lies White Noise White guys; Pretty Boys Superman-- No disguise Secret Identity Secretly Secretly Hidden in secrecy [Waltz Love] Bless You/ Fuck You Depends on the day Achoo—sorry— I hope you're okay. Left on time, but they— Found a way —for making me Pay for it Pay for it Pay for my way to get paid But Half of their shit is delayed (Bus-Bus/ Bus-Bus) [a waltz] (2/3) (Traiiin?) But Half of me probably made Up My mind “I'm fine.” I'm not. But— This life makes me want to give Love “What's up?” I'm down, ‘whaddup'? I need some friends Fill up (J fry, am I—am I—am...) My Cup No. Love? No. The plug? No. Sorry for bugging you, but “What?” ‘I'm up—what?' “Wake up, Love—“ Love? … And...I'm In… Love with another ghost (with another ghost) I'm in love with The world but The world is Running out of (running out of) Running out of Love Maybe i'm selfless— If I have a death wish… No; I'm just an artist, i'm starving Alarmingly me. -SunnÏ Blū/Novä Raïnn/SupaCrēē More I don't wanna be me anymore I can't live in this life, can't afford myself I just don't want to But i'm going to have to collect All the pieces This is too much, I can't be such-and-such or-so-and-so and so I cry I don't lie down, once i'm up, but my coffee cup's been corrupted I just don't feel it any more more More? I don't wanna be me, anymore I'm so tired of her, tired of hurting tired, and worthless what's a mistake worth? Losing your earnings and earrings on dance floors. “You're so gorgeous.” No, not anymore. More often then not, I'm the pot calling the kettle black Actors attract with charisma, I can't, but— I give love Love— Just take it, I'll make more more More. 823 Bait and switch Magic happened Hold me captive, captain Hollering at Jolly Roger I feel just like Mr. Rodgers This is not my neighborhood I'm good, when I'm good But I haven't been good In about eighty three days It's been crazy, but Daisy, I'm driving you— miss me. Misty eyes, every night no surprise, there an interesting pair, are we— Are we? Absolutely. I live in certainty This is our universe We are exactly as, we're supposed to be. Are we? Can't believe it's been eighty three. Have you forgotten me? Possibly, not likely I think you just might be scared? afraid? I think you're not ready keeping your eye on me watch the way you think Black—and blue—and pink Overthink, think, overthink Eighty three Work 8 to 3, release Please, I need to leave an hour early How can this be? I looked in your eyes with anxiety What could you want from me? Why Why do I love you so? So, so much love— Why? Why do I love you so much, love? This is a ‘look-but-don't-touch' love A ‘never-you-mind' ‘such-and-such' love. Why won't you tell me goodbye, love? Pick up the phone just to try, love? The tension is making me cry, love... You know I just want to get high, love. Why? Why am I like this? Why can't I fight this? I wanted to try this, to see what it's like— I don't like it. I don't like it at all I'm beginning...beginning to fall, Back in love, love—why? This is above love. Why, love— Why do I love you so much? MoonSun And Ooh-- You don't need me, like I need you Oh-- I know you miss me, Like I miss you but Ohh-- You don't need me, like I need you Oh-- THere's no tellin Nothing that I wouldn't do for you But you don't need me, like I need you Elohim You are so Perfect Sparkling eyes Silouhette Smile So Wonderful Your voice could carry me miles And I'd Follow you Follow you Into the blue world You are so Beautiful Practically perfect in every way Pratically perfect, that's all I can say-- Practically perfect; and thank you for making my Day today I wish you everything I wish you peace I wish you joy and love I hope you keep it Please don't remember me I am only a ghost--but-- What you are to me Is so sweet Have this: keep t Here, I hve this…. Secret. (Whispered: I love you.) You are so You are so You are so You are so Lovely, love I'm not in love, but-- Love, I-- Love you {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

Maybe it's a secret weapon Maybe it's a blessing Maybe it's a lesson Maybe It's a curse Maybe it's the way I'm supposed to learn, I'm guessing Maybe's only make It worse, Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe it's the sunrise Maybe it's a surprise Maybe it's my disguise I don't know Maybe it's some that place I should go I love my ‘home' But I'm all alone, so— Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe I'm just crazy Maybe I'm your baby Maybe I'll be saving planet earth One day Maybe I'm just dying I'm so sick of crying But I won't stop trying, no Maybe you're the greatest Maybe I'm the latest Maybe fill my plate with Everything I hate Maybe I'm too late, but Maybe I've been waiting Lately I've been dreaming Of us So just Bare with me Certainly In love With you No maybes. Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me, too (Empathy) Maybe it's my Purple Heart Maybe this is just the start Maybe we are just apart For now Maybe it's your pretty eyes Maybe it's the moonlight nights Maybe I'm just star struck Right now Right now Right now Maybes make everything better. Cross my heartHope to dieWish I never seen your eyesI'm emptyDidn't see a thingI just heard a ringing in my earsI heard you thought I wanted diamond ringsNahI'm just singing these songs you wrote to myselfI just put your name in the book on my shelf, titled“Things I'll get to later.”And I will,I have Will powerAnd you have Will I Am's number on standby LOL (Skrill-I-Am--who said that???)And I'll probably fly standby next time I fly...Because...yes, I was looking right at you—Write about it? I have to;I'm half blue—and the music in my queue is half you,So what am I supposed to do—?Just not?What am I supposed to say? I said“Stop. Get out of my head.”Perhaps if I had a bed, I'd let you in itCause you've been in my head, already—there's no closer than thatAnd I can't hide from the shadows you cast on the inside of my eyelids anymore than I can the darkness of my skin, or the coldness of my spirit;My heart is just as warm as ever, though—and you can hear it...Sunken, syncing to the rhythms of any beat loud enough to rock it out of the lucid dream I fell intoWeeks ago,Weeks before I saw your eyes,weeks before I heard the lies that I could be,Would beWas chosen—But I won't be, that's not my place in this world; my place is to see you and wonder, and watch, and wait—And listen to the words nobody else can hear,When your music speaks.Maybe “I see you” was accurate—Maybe “I hear you “is all that's leftMaybe “I feel you” about sums it up. But “I love you.” Is what I would say, And you? Never.Because we don't know each other,We're just in the same places a lot;And most of those places are just,Extended parking lots where old would gather in the twisted moonlight...And the moonlight...That was the other thing I saw.Until next time. Got me stress eatingIn-n-out of meetings all dayIn-n-out sounds okay“No, you're out.”Sounds okayOkay—Are you ok?Not like Annie—I mean, you can be—But that's not really my thing;Quick fling for some bling without a diamond ringI don't fuck with thatAnd you can ask my ex, is we fuckin?Nah, I'm over thatPut me on the guillotine—Read between the linesI was fuckin doing everythingFuckin doing fineI was on my grind—Didn't have the time for noExplaining why the fuck I go and listen to sublimeI hate the lime-lightPay attention to me harder andI just mightLose it been Losin it since before it was a hit, and I admit—I miss the shit I came up on,I admit:I miss the days where I had fun andP.S.- yes I'm the best at passing a testDon't need to study the materialIs really all here—just pay attentionAttention deficit disorder;My auntie a hoarder but I'm borderline everything:You feelin me? Scary Monsters, and… In silent desperation Waiting for a cause To the effect of your reflection Pretty is, is pretty does Nothing breaks like a heart, and This is the heartland Careful where you tread Every corner has a landmine Surpassing hunger's grip There are monsters in your midsts Awakened demons in the Light and darkness calmly came upon us Resting is the wicked But my blindness is in hoping Certainty was lovely But I had to move away Merry Christmas Merry Christmas My wishlist is full of Equipment I need, To complete me: I need me to make me a star, but only so I can afford to go far And be single; Go tell Kris Kringle He missed me-- I don't have a chimney; but I have a fire Inside My Heart. (Well, I guess it's a start--) Nevermind, Merry Christmas Merry Christmas My tree is at Mildred E. Mathias Gardens, so Pardon my lack of decor, It's horrible, send me an angel For the top of my tree cause thee last Starr I had broke The spirit of Christmas-- (And half of my face, so) Half of me is so displaced, And, the other half's floating in space Somewhere, and... I miss my son Bearr, but I can't be there-- It's unfair how Awareness is blinding me barren I'd fly through Mcarren today if I could, I would. I would. I would. ...just to say Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. I saw myself skateboarding Through all the hallways, here Wearing a Santa Suit Handing out Kandi's And blasting my favorite DJs; The music of Music producers who made me… It's crazy, but lately I'm fasting & praying-- Pretending i'd be there with Bells on in Texas-- I miss my Lexus, but I'll drive this Pontiac, back to my boy; That's my Ode De Joy, Merry Christmas. (I'm Sorry that I had to miss this, dismiss this intention I set, miss my favorite set-- (1, 2, 3 times, a charm) I'll just tattoo my arm Lost the bet, but I can't lose this job; I was robbed of my Christmas, cause Corporate owns me-- I'm ever so lonely O Holy Night, I mean Oh, Holy shit: You're right-- I forgot To name all the Monsters and Sprites Despite all my tries, No surprise-- It's the light in my eyes Dying on this Christmas Night Turn Off The Lights I'll Miss Lights All Night Merry Christmas. Unfortunately, my Time isn't mine these double-pay days aren't worth all i'm losing but I'm losing my, losing my Mind And my youth to the fact That if I don't come back I'll fade Back To Black At the end of the act and I won't have a job, so I don't know, I guess this is my Merry Christmas. Chopstixx And this is me Eating with chopsticks, with two hands So hungry So empty Waiting for someone to love me. Screens ...and I can't see the world you live in Silver screens and digital, digital scenes So serene, the sea I swim in; See the natural world. With Light & Love There is light, shine it You are love, define it 333 The world is waking up (The world is waking up) But I was just asleep (I was asleep/I was asleep) If the world was just a dream (If life is but a dream) Then this is reality. Death Wish I live in this place, that I hate Blank slate, and slated; contemplated suicide, once or twice but not now not now— I just have a death wish. All my past selves are colliding; I've been inviting the chaos, and wondering why, why, why I must live inside of a digital box Nothing lasts always, outside of the cloud Nothing lasts always, mom would be proud (if I) Nothing lasts always, look in the mirror and wonder who myself is— Maybe it's selfish, but I have a death wish I live in this space, I've created I cannot hate it, it's comfortable, peaceful, relaxed and though i've been abandoned by man, I just dance, I don't wanna hold hands right now, right now Nothing lasts always, outside of the cloud Nothing lasts always, mom would be proud (if I) Nothing lasts always, look in the mirror and wonder How could I How could I How could I Be myself. Spider Bites Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites It's right outside my window paneAnd the pain I have insideCombination of guilt and prideI can't hide in this placeI almost died in this place Now everyone thinks I'm a liarI'd set it on fire,Watch it burn—The city to which I could never return. Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites Sleeping In Spider Bites Songs in my head that I can't writeWrongs I can't rightMy clothes are too tight,I just mightI just mightDie in this place Face it, look at this faceDisfigured and fakeDarkened and sunbakedDisgraceful, I hate itAnd maybe I waited too longThought I was just being strong Now everyone thinks I'm a liarI'd set it on fire,Watch it burn—The city to which I could never return. Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites Sleeping In Spider Bites Sleeping In Spider Bites 1:15 AM Little lonely planetSpinning on my axisI don't need my glassesTo feelLittle lonely ladyMisses little babyAttracted to you latelyToo realI'm sorry, it's been cloudyThis can't be about meIn a crowd you can't seeMy faceStanding in a cornerFighting for my honorNo this isn't reallyMy placeI'm a space cadetSucked in a vacuumAnd I'm losing itThought I could find youThe stars look so marvelousI never thought it could beI guess it wasn't meantFor me Nobody's Type Everybody got preferences, Don't need to be checking my references You say that I'm hella exotic I say that your energy's toxic Bad mind be robotic I'm not sick—I'm not shit It's obvious: you're oblivious And she's envious of my (shhhh) Why? Trust Fall Trust the process, don't let go. Synesthesia Sensory overload I saw the sun explode I know I've been exposed To those (x3) echoes Runner Twin (True Flame) Shh. Don't speak, Just feel—it's real. I love you. Yellow. I sense that it's mellow... And running away—it's ok— I'm insane & slightly deranged... But I love you; If that's not true, I don't know what is—cause I know what love is. Please forgive me for my sins— My subconscious wins me over, And over and over, overthinking unclearly too wearily depresses my synthesis...this unlimited energy is consumed in rage and hatred, self pity and witty phenomena nobody can seem to explain—what's wrong with my brain, to be this way? What's wrong with my eyes, to see this way? I see the world changing a different way—less humanity, more insanity—like me, but more of a calamity; a catastrophe, actually. But, I love you. I'll always love you. I'll always love you. I'll always love. 48 Days Later Desperate? That's how it gets It's been about 48 days of this shit I'm crazed for this shit Been dazed. Extra? You betcha. I'm not trying to hear it Not trying to go near it I stay clear of it SHUT THE FUCK UP. I need peace And then you woke me up My life was in pieces And you're having fun? Dissecting me at intersections Sending me in opposite directions Wasting my energy Wasting the synergy that could be If you would be Listening to me as much as I HEAR YOU. Stay clear of me, I don't want you near me Do you hear me? I need to be satisfied Not made to cry Or made to think I should shut up and die (By the way, I hate black guys.) So fire away. Hands Sign language The new divine language This anguish is vacant; Apologies, this isn't me. I'm squinting, trying to see The light? It's bright. “Silence so I see...” I smile pleasantly At me I Live Here I live here 15 more days I'm not paying your way Cute trick, but okay This is lame ... I live here; I heard all your lies, By passing the time— I'm just a passerby But I try...not to cry. It's a synthesis... I meant this shit. 3 Times Is A Charm I hate goodbyes Cause you never said it I hate replies Cause you never sent it I hate good highs, I'll admit it; Cause I know what's below 3 times, and you know— Something bad's coming. I'm Dun Been abandoned about 100 times Not gonna take it at another person's pace I'm not running in someone else's race This is my place This is my new place Haste makes waste; Now I'm done for. Cryy Just another ghost I ain't gonna cry about it I'm not gonna boast I'm not gonna cry about it (Pshhh. Burnt toast) I ain't gonna lie about it Almost Not even gonna try about it So close I ain't gonna cry about it I ain't gonna cry about it Patience. Alaska 8, LA -3 Not smart enough? That's tough. Not brave enough? That's ruff Got fat on ya? That's fluff— Enough stuff—have a puff. Must Be ADD Must be hard to be Jon Must be hard to have 9 TVs on Must be hard to be hard Must be hard to fuck blondes Must be hard to go on-and-on... Must be. On Me Wear my heart on my sleeve; If you died I would grieve you I didn't believe you There were two blue planets Dammit— Thought I had you at “Are you okay?” But it's just me. So, sorry… it must be hard Being on guard all the time Don't know what your life is like Won't try to guess I'm just obsessed because you're blessed if this a test I know I failed. And if I was you— I prolly woulda bailed On me. So-So Sorry sorry, I worry-worry No one will love me Like I love the world. And I do know you— But I do owe you an apology... Technology...is too much for me Wiki is the key, and I won't look 3 times. You know who you are; You set the bar too high. Now it's too late Another obsession— I'm just a mental case. Sorry honey. You looked at me funny... And I fell apart. That was the start Of another broken heart Priest Not suicidal Fuck an idol Music is like my bible I'm liable to read it to you, Judas. Alaska's On Fire Smoke & Rain Purple mountains Burning fire Red sun Lights & lazers Celebration Never ending Have fun Goodbye, I Love You Twisted state of consciousness This world is in Chaos I lost you at “hello.” Hey Mr. Mojo Risin There's smoke on the horizon For miles...tired eyes don't lie; Look at the sky— Wondering ‘why' I Do This is what love is at a distance Had you and then gone in an instant Now you're just one of my wishes upon a flower Danced into the midnight hour Wondered why I turn a shade of blue Brighter than the planet that I knew I love you— From a distance. I'm sorry that I missed this chance. Just let me have final dance. I know the moments passed, true... Want to think I know you like I do. “I Fell ” Throwing elbows Who the hell knows How many times I've been hit How many times I've been choked Exploded and exposed to the officers, the Lucifer I married first And what's worse is I kept my mouth shut, even after he split it open— I was hopin he'd at least open his heart Instead he departed the apartment Started Making threats about all his regrets, Left a mess and tested me with suicidal tendencies— Almost beat me dead and instead of feeling anything I said? He ran off. Left me with scars on my head— Blood on the walls, and the bed Red Lips Always Lie; You know why? I had two babies cryin' And he's flyin down the highway Tryin to meet with a “friend” Only told two people then, Lied to the rest of the world: Was Peggy's best girl Till he literally rocked my world. I said “oh, I hurt my face doing push ups” but I couldn't look up for a week, couldn't talk through my teeth, couldn't eat couldn't sleep— Lost my power, got weak And I think to myself “Why did I ever go back?” Lacked the confidence to leave— But now my heart's on my sleeve, And my sleeves are uneven, Cause I'm still grievin Might have still had two sons If I had just packed up And run away. Instead, I'm alone today. You predator, I'm the prey... But I still pray for you. Hunger Within ‘What are you hungry for?' Always wanting more One's not enough— But two is too many. Is anything worth remembering? Rainbows round the sun; Halos round the moon “I didn't see anything... I didn't hear shit.” Maybe you were too lit— Maybe it was legit magic I thought it was fantastic, either way I only wanted you to play With me Stay With me Dance With me—mama Mia— I see everything History Mystery... Destroying “me” The longest ego death that ever was, “Never was.” “...fuck it.” I wish To dismiss Your sweet kiss on my lips Fuck it. Fuck it. When life gives you golf balls, you learn to drive— And you learn to thrive taking care of people too fucked up to take care of themselves. Top shelf liquor, top shelf buds Everyone uses something Everybody uses somebody Being Aliocha What does that mean? I'm hearing things, it seems Electricity, energy My family and friends taunting me Codeswitch How do You go, from ‘me—to you Did what you had to do Did what you wanted to: You're you. Seems like codeswitching Is bitching at people While listening to people Complain Seems like somebody is trying to get me a label of being insane Seems like somebody is making me crazy on purpose to play with my brain Seems like I'm just watching shadows and ghosts listening, whispering my name Motion, Words & Wisdom Part paranoia— And part defense system Am I just sick? Or am I a victim. You're speaking when you're speaking You stop thinking when I'm thinking Meanwhile I keep repeating— Motions, words—wisdom. Deja Friendly faces Looking in my eyes— Telling me something; yet saying another. “What?”, I ask. He answers “I'm here” I'm hearing his voice... On his presence I ponder. I wonder how much is true: ‘Who made who?' It's Deja Vu—I cant help it. Obsession is insanity, I felt it—I still do It's still you—I love you It's fucked up, I miss you; Goodbye then...I'll say it no issue. 16 Clubhouse Avenue I'm in the chamber of love The chamber of love Looked up and and I saw you I feel you just above ground And I'm calling you down, down You're the one I'm thinking of Seagulls and doves Hand in the sand and i draw you If I step into the sea I would probably drown, drown Swaying in the sound of deafness Can't you see that I'm so reckless Keep me waiting leave me breathless And I'm dancing to the sound of my heartbeat The sound of your heartbeat Melting away in the body heat Keeping the Rhythm with my feet (With harmony) Dancing to the sound of our heartbeat Living on love street Babe I can't wait till we next meet Keeping the rhythm with my feet Turned the page, I thought the show was done I was only trying to have some fun Lo$t This is not the place for you Turn away There is something better You are so alone in this world We are not your friends here Look at how you've grown This is now, and the times have changed you You will not be safe. . . Go collect your thoughts You're a ghost Look at what you wasted Dancing by yourself The world has eaten all your trust The embodiment of emptiness And empathy, at best Finally flew the coop And then retreated to your nest Go get some rest, bird Be seen and not heard This world is absurd Take away the night Take away the light Baby, I saw you take flight Feeling like something's not right... Fighting with all of your might Turn up the lights Feeling like somethings not right You're not out of mind, but I beg you to get out of sight You're blind tonight You're too precious for this restlessness No freedom on the guest list, this Is one of life's great lessons: Go home early, count your blessings Exxchange I swing like a Pendulum, pendulum, pendulum My mind is on the run Swing like a pendulum, pendulum, pendulum I'm in a party of one Be And if you love something, Let it go And if you lose someone Let them free That's all you'll ever be (is love) That's all you'll be You'll be Bass Canyon 2k19 Refrain? You're insane We had this conversation on the plane Ignoring all the pain inside You watched me walk away I'm afraid you got paid And in the end that it was made To make me kill myself again This is the world that I live in This is my universe (You said it was ours) This is my universe (I watched you for hours) This is my universe (I sent you pretty flowers) No you didn't Watched you spin it I was crying every minute Saw your heart and I was in it Played your part because you been it Can't connect you to [bleeped] J** S***** But I really can't admit it You're a secret You're a savior You're my planet You're my flavor Honey, do yourself a favor And just tell me what you savor You're a genius You're a vibe I'm just glad that you're alive If you won't let me join your tribe? I guess I'll have to build my hive Queen Bee LSD Made me who I'm ‘sposed to be Haven't even dosed you see: I don't need no ecstasy I haven't been smoking weed But sometimes that's the thing I need You planted all of satans seed The world I see is full of greed Changed my body Cause you put your Hands between my thighs And you were sposed to be my guy I think about you all the time And you know why Secret passwords and some rules I can apply When I walked by the place It's no mistake I peeked in through your eye The West Wing Take someone suicidal, Put them in a box Take away the freedom Take away the sun Laugh because they're hurting Learn to roll your eyes Keep them even longer When they call out all your lies Joyful, joyful I cannot trust No one's loyal Attitude adjustment I was spoiled rotten with Candy and soda But that causes everything, everything to start over Pick your poison Prescription or addiction Look to the horizon Never see the sun Venice Venture I loved you the moment I saw you; With wonder I finally saw you— Where is your soul? I wanted to hold you, I wanted to keep you whole Jumped into a hole and thought of you Jumped into a hole, and— I saw there were two I wanted to fill it... But wanted to feel you, too. Pod Of magic and memories Wonder and light Have you picked all your pennies Washed all your stones Counted your blessings Rested your bones? God rest your soul Praise The Skyy I missed work, But I found the rainbow I found myself But I dropped my halo I don't know about tomorrow But my futures so bright, I— Might just be the light, I— Might just see the sun-light Through the cloudy days Amazing, Praise the sky Origins When we were the ocean (echo) Before Father Time Remembrance of the divine It just was Nothing and everything Happened at once Just because It was all just an accident The happiest accident The world We were We are We are still here I am You are. We are still here. You Are What You Wiah Be careful what you wish for All of them come true Be careful what you wish for Nothing is ever untrue If it's there In your heart—in your soul In the place that dreams are made In the place that you were born from Your spirit speaks, So listen: Do not let go of what you know You have always known it Wishes Wishes Wishes are your truth Be careful what you wish for Your wishes become you. AlllStaR We're not finished yet, Chuck Taylor The journey hadn't ended— You've been on this expedition— And we've walked for miles and miles We have danced below the sunlight Even glided with the moon, right in the Heart and in the eye Of something-city. It never really mattered, being pretty Till it hit me: I could prob'ly buy the world, if I were free. Back to Abbot Kinney There is something we forgot The plot thickens like my waistline— All the sugar they refine, a goldmine Rotting minds and taking time away— Life away—if sad you eat, then sad you'll stay; Don't say it, today is just you cheating on yourself Your shelf life's not as long as your lifeline— Each palm a psalm, To each his own To teach, to own It's a lonely, road But if only, only... (From Holes) ‘If only, if only the woodpecker sigh... The bark on the tree was as soft as the skies... As [the] wolf waits below, both hungry and lonely—he cries to the moon ‘if only, if only' All is Well We don't need another song about... Because they're all about... And all my songs are about... Left it open, But it slammed behind me And I loved the sound Because it was meant to be Left it cracked, Like the egg that I am And I am in my own shell All is well All is well Butterflyy I am beside myself I am inside myself Abiding by rules I might have made Siiickness Bless You/ Fuck You Depends on the day Achoo—sorry— I hope you're okay. Left on time, but they— Found a way —for making me Pay for it Pay for it Pay for my way to get paid But Half of their shit is delayed (Bus-Bus/ Bus-Bus) [a waltz] (2/3) (Traiiin?) But Half of me probably made Up My mind “I'm fine.” I'm not. But— This life makes me want to give Love “What's up?” I'm down, ‘whaddup'? I need some friends Fill up (J fry, am I—am I—am...) My Cup No. Love? No. The plug? No. Sorry for bugging you, but “What?” ‘I'm up—what?' “Wake up, Love—“ Love? ... R3AL What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? SUPA And You can't wear your heart on your sleeve With an S on your Chest But you have to believe You can do it Western Lights Diffractions in traffic Aurora Borealis Love The World Hate my job Hate my face Hate my life Hate this place Love the world Hate my life Hate my hair Hate my thighs Love is there Love the world Believe in Everything, have something To wake up for Believe in Everything, it's only Time to go When you say so, so Love the world Heart—Sleeve Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you More and more Don't Go Like the sunlight reflects off the snow I just hope that you know That I love you Don't go I love you— Don't go I love you— You know And we're just two gaseous planets passing by Twinkling I'm your eyes Ships passing in the night Wannabee i wanna be alone i wanna be alone i wanna be alone Don't wanna be lonely Need someone to hold me I only need one But since there's no one... Stare into the sun I just wannabe— Wanna be Wanna be Wanna be (Wanna be?) Done One Just one me Just one world Just one tree; Just one girl M&C Misery loves company Misery loves company Misery loves company And misery is company— You're losin' me. Planets And we're just two gaseous planets passing by Twinkling I'm your eyes Ships passing in the night Noontime Take me to the Grammys I wanna meet the family I'm tryna keep it classy But the world is pretty trashy My license is a class C I'm average as I can be I want the presidency, so Somebody educate me Back To, Unh I'm late for my train Plain Jane, plain insane Look up, I see a plane I eat weight and then I gain it Clarissa, I can't explain it I wax it and then I wane it Phone Home like I'm Little Wayne, bitch I say ‘bitch' but then I hate it I hate bread but then I ate it I love cheese and so I grate it I love food and so I plate it Love DRuGs I love getting faded But lately the world is jaded So (Sung, nah-nah) I stay sober—found a four leaf clover Frozen in October Alaska getting colder When they say it's over, I linger, Get closer I need more exposure Cause I am getting older This instagram is closure No selfies and no posers Close your—mouth please Lose your spouse please Because he took your house keys (Choking sounds, gasping for air) I need fucking therapy— A doctor who won't lock me up A friend who won't block me out for keeping up with my fitness Do you get this? No. You don't know. Nobody really understands my self destruction plan But I don't really ‘need' a man, Because I wrote “I am” And, “And.” And—this is my Land ‘This is our world This is our sand' (box) Thinking about getting dread Locks I don't need headphones I need Aux— ‘I want to hold your hand' Awwwwsss— Walks on the beach I am a beached whale I am a teacher I'm gonna set sail Build me a church and steeple and steal from the people So tax free so evil Evil knieval midevil Shirts I was trippin on shirts Avoiding them flirts, the worst Laying me down in a hearse I never rehearse Live my whole life in reverse— I'm Benjamin button It hurts-hurts The world is George Lucas's first, Work From something to nothin, It works, church From First and to Last Every verse, verse Somebody come help break this Curse curse Demons in my universe—verse Remember you asked who came first—first (Two times?) ...it was the egg. Go break a leg. I don't have to beg I'm going to Vegas. Bitch I'm gonna be famous Bitch I'm already A-List Bitch I'm friends with the greatest Sun and the Moon and the stars were my latest design ‘Bitch you look fine' I promise, I'm not Promises, promises Thought I forgot ©racked Hacked Maybe because I'm black Maybe because they thought I'd attack Maybe cause I'm stacked with knowledge—I acknowledge I wanna go back to college to polish it I don't know what to call this shit; Trying to be an activist but I legit don't have the time or a spare fucking dime Bus lines wasting my time Wrote the bus song on my own vibe I don't write songs all of the time, But when I do, I use blue and my ‘Do' frame of miiind. Gotta find the right sound pack Gotta get a new backpack Gotta be myself, that's whack I can't go back I can't take that Can't fake facts: I've been hacked For no reason, that's stupid I left right on time Apple reads minds now, Google makes plans now I hope google plans how to explain how they made me insane picking at my brain— Need my phone to get by, Need my GPS or I digress, I'll leave my fucking phone at home— Cause I can find north, of course—- West is the beach and this beached whale sprouted legs and they can Walk for miles and miles It might be awhile to apply my airline miles, But I got different styles or writing I'm sick of fighting with myself— Pull the trigger already “No, you've already written too much about such and such, so—that would expose those who only hope you turn up your nose and, put a gun down your throat” Oh. Started working on my suicide note, And I wrote about how, now, I can't even go around without the sound of the 3 people dragging me down in my stupid Little Head. Nam Dama Mi That's an inner thought: Keep it to yourself Put it on the shelf, You're a mad man Do you remember me? I am the stars you see And the answer that you seek, Is the blinding light. Fight the tide, You're hiding— Wasting the days Resting Rest In Peace to the Rest of them, Following everyone's footsteps They're practically sheep, but You keep keeping up with them Friends? If only, if only. Depends on If you're feeling lonely, I guess. Do you remember yourself? She was healthy Do you remember her death? Falling victim to captive Both weakened and wealthy Was he, who Could see you Practically couldn't believe you Who was that? Inherited panic attacks from your past— Life goes on. Dos Mi like Viven LA or en Vegas? Dos You a writer or you tryna do this music? Dos Feel like eating pizza, chocolate, tacos mames? Dos Is dat hoe in buena o es muchas mala? Dos Laundromat Undercover 88 Crown Vic Victory is mine History is mine Hollywood bungalow Yucca & Vine Fine line between champagne & wine White lie When I say “I'm fine” Fine dining, I have no spine Calling the bank cause my card was Declined Ladder I climb I'm falling behind The children born after me Never you mind It's such a catastrophe Body & Mind Listen to Skrillex to help me unwind I need my glasses, Please help me find them I cannot see you— I'm Daphne I'm blind *gasp* “Are you okay?!” No—not today I fast and I pray that you won't go away I fast and I pray cause I need you to stay Good-hey, good, I need you to play My favorite songs when I go to the rave My favorite favorite favorite place One day they'll probably send me to space Because I belong to an alien race Cree-Cree phone home... I hate my phone I hate the phony Instagram hoes I hate my body Wanna go home Death is a freedom When we all fall asleep, Where do we roam? Noam Chomsky Write me a poem Cute pomsky— Wish I could show em. Dog show in dogtown You know what's up The tide is down I said surf's up If up is down Enough's enough I'll prob'ly drown Out Sounds How Now Brown Cow Tell Father Time That time is now There is no past There is no “how” There is no “try” There's only “do” There is no “I” There is no “you” The universe is 2+2 It all adds up It's all in view You know what's up And I do too For you are I, and I am you Absolutely: whooo are you? I am, he is, You are, he is, You are I am We are I am They are I am Me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Sunny, sunny days Happy birthdays 60 earth days, or so I've been crazy, so... Here it goes. I chose you, And I don't suppose you know Cause I don't know you— Don't owe you an apology, But apologies, please accept these Tokens of appreciation For all the elation, and sensations I'm so sorry. The complexity of energy astounds me— Came around on day 2 of EDC just to see you, And I missed it. Lost it cause I lost track of time trying to find the reason why a certain guy wouldn't leave my side— And that's fine; he has a nice vibe But I've a one-track mind for your type of guy I'm kind of blind, but I can read between the lines— Every other song was a sign That you could be my guide; Already supplied me with doses of medication; alien communication I thought—not really, you're just really good at being smart So... Thank you I'm sorry I love you I miss you I was misused and abused, which confused me...like I said, sincerely— I'm sorry, Sonny. Sorry, sorry. You might find it funny, but nobody loves me the way I love music. I'm too sick to cope, And I hope you're okay. I really hope you're okay. I really hope you're okay. Cause now I just can't get it off my mind—didn't mind whoever's hands between my thighs— The vibe attracted me. Disastrously drunk, perhaps, But I collapsed at the showers— Waited in line bout an hour hearing “Skrillex-skrillex-skrillex” Nose to the ground, constantly looking around, thinking: “Well they couldn't be talking about me...” Because you wouldn't be thinking about me— I've had dogs barking at me for weeks, i think, so— Please excuse me when I say I'm crazy for you. Don't have a clue about your personal life— But a guy with a wife is off limits. I don't have a clue, true. You could be anything. Wikipedia would know, but I won't go there— And I wouldn't go over the rail for the purple water bottle— Went full-throttle on no-energy... What can I say? Sorry again. Sorry my life depends on your music—I can't mend your heart or recommend a friend—just another loose-end to this never ending story. I don't know who you are, And you might know who I am— Thought I saw you dancing as I laid down—thought I was making your face out... Thought I could be your predecessor, but really I'm just a word processor and don't possess any talent—granted, I've taken for granted and taken advantage of too much time Undressed you with my eyes the first time I saw you spinnin—I'm just living life in my own skin, and I've never been “the chosen one” Which is why I run away so fast... When things are too good to be true, I remember all my shades of blue I thought maybe you knew about the two planets. I thought maybe that this was your blanket. I thought maybe that sweater was a letterman's jacket To whatever team you're on— But that super hot blonde with the best outfit on... Seemed your type. When I'm right, I'm right. And when I'm wrong, I'm wrong. And it's always Sunny in Philadelphia... But it's always Sonny on iTunes And always Skrillex on Spotify Mr. Mojo didn't die, He lives inside our hearts. You started it. I wanted it too badly. Ray bands and your hands under my covers... We could be lovers In a perfect world. Thank you for the music. I'm listening. Anna The prettiest girl in the world came to me and she said “I wanna look like you.” And I could not believe her, Let my energy deceive her Cause I, cause I Wanted to look like her more. She said “ohh, I want hair like that” And I watched her stare, like that Thing on my head was a Bright shooting star; haily's comet I'd not let myself believe it Cause I wanted to look like her, more. Anna, you perfect thing Anna, the prettiest girl that I've ever seen Anna, please don't— Close those pretty brown eyes, Your manna. Anna, you're what's the matter with me Can't you see? I wanna look just like you. Intense (Like Camping) Moon shaped eyes Shadowcast lies She silently cries As her memory dies Erase it away Just live for today Don't cry Just learn to lie better You know you're better off When you're off on your own There's nobody there, you're just dreaming It's not really cold, you're just sleeping— It never happened, you're dying inside, Keeping a secret, holding your pride back tonight second guessing your eyes— It's no surprise Slept until sunrise. Just Know Wherever you are in the world Whatever you do with your life Whoever you take as your wife Know that I love you I'm sending you wishes of love Protections from heavens above I am the owl and the dove So just know that I love you It's too much It's too soon Saw your face Met my doom I've been pacing in my room Know that I Know that I— — cannot hear your name again The world that I've been living in Is filled with taunting, torturous And ridiculing, I cant stand it, I— Stand it, I— Never had to clutch a pillow admire weeping willows; Just know. Tears will never ever tell your secrets I told you it was sacred, I would keep it; Just know. Can't reach out Drowning in sorrow and self doubt Would hate to Be left on The list of millions Hoping they can have you So I don't hope I'm holding onto rope Unwrap the heartstring Hope it's long enough To tie onto the chandelier You've seen me so much this year I'm hanging myself, hanging on Hanging on To you… So just know that I love you. In Hate [With Myself] Fat is ugly As I am As I am Black is ugly As I am As I am Would I believe in myself If I had beauty? Would I believe in myself If I was happy? Would I believe in myself Maybe, not likely I just want to die in peace At peace With peace Just as much as I have Love To give Forgive, me, Love For I am in Hate with myself Hate myself I'm in hate with myself Maybe too late for myself Maybe too late for myself Hate is ugly As I am As I am Fear is ugly As I am As I am Life is ugly As I am Thank You, You're Beautiful I Hate The ugly I see When I look in the mirror, But Thank you Because you Are beautiful. I Hate The sound Of My voice When I'm singing Over the radio But thank you Because you are Beautiful Something inside me Is fighting The blinding Light I so wish I was whole I'm the whole world I'm told to stay positive But I am positive Someone wants me Dead within the decade Mother Earth I am unpredictable Superstitious Unreliable Be my witness I'm not Rick I'm toxic I'm nauseous And conscious CAKE Any food is food, to a man who's holding hunger; Hunger's only boredom to the man who carries stress; Freedom is the wish of every man who works for wishes— Woman carries manhood in the pockets of her dress. Smog Check Back to blue skies Under clouds of waste That we can't see But we created All the world is somewhat jaded So get faded— wade in the wata; Pollution is notta problem When you got a lot of em When you got a lot of em Life is everlasting Blur (Lifeless En Motion) To be lifeless in motion; A cascading glimpse At the thought of emotion Miss me by inches No wish of devotion. Sifting so silently; Lifeless In motion. Judgement Day My body was a trial Crazy, Stupid, Hungry, Tired It hurts so bad You're on the road And I'm alone I just stuff my fat face with Anything that might Make me feel loved Everyone knows that I'm (crazy) Every one knows that I'm (stupid) Everyone knows that I'm (hungry) But no one knows that I'm TIRED Of living this lie So I wish I would die In my sleep But I keep on repeating This cycle It's sweeping my mind I find it hard to believe If I meet you again In your eyes and you'd smile I smile for your voice and Yes I'll always love you Shame on me Everyone knows that I'm (crazy) Every one knows that I'm (stupid) Everyone knows that I'm (hungry) But no one knows that I'm TIRED But no one knows that I'm But no one knows that I'm But no one knows that I'm On my last lifetime Home Is Where The Art Is I have panic attacks on the bus every morning— Google maps throwing me off and often, losing my mind trying to find where I'm going; There's no place like roaming There's no place like home I have heart attacks leaving the conference room, coffee stand— Hand-in-Hand with the grand that's Bi-weekly directly deposited, hoping— There's no place for coping There's no place like home I wander by walls wearing eyes, making footsteps Unlikely I'm leading the blind, all behind me I'm finding the line is too fine to determine My side Side-by-side mirror images, Interesting concept: “Conception at birth” How abstract, subtracting Distractions, passing concessions & sundries covering all my expressions Of joy Enjoying Chos in color Home is where the art is. Bouts of insomnia, Battling bullet wounds; Inspiration's a gift of disaster— But soon, knives forks and spoons, A lamp for my room, and a broom, too; Home is where the art is. I'm in the cocoon, for now— Still learning how to be beautiful, Creating a canvas on my back, seeing— Everything, everyday. On my way On my way On my way to being Home. Fr33 Just the idea of being free Makes me in love with me Catch The Sun When we all fall asleep And the sun drifts away Some people stay up To Make up Theworld of next day There is no ‘tomorrow' So follow yourself Swallow it whole, The World: You are the whole Thing. Open your eyes-- All of them. Brownies & Lemonade I see lemonade everywhere But where are the brownies (Am I the brownie?) On my honor, I-- Will do. Nike shoes, maybe in a shade of blue I'm myself, because of U Saw through new eyes, today Something I never saw, at all And I fall in love With love With love-- With Love WIth U (Remember Me?) Whose Moon Is It, Anyway? All the bad vibes are alive on this moonlight night At least this is my last, last life BLU World I have been lost in a world of blue, wishing to share the world with you. Watch it turn from blue— to brown— to blue Drowned in the future Doubt there's a future Now is the future, they say They're watching you throw it away. HOWSLAW Superstitions coming true Tripped over a bag— I just wanted a flag or a backpack I went back for you [For] Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Justice Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Life Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Lost and Forgotten Spirits Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for You my love I am truth, I am light I am freedom in the night I am watching demons fight (In the night, they take flight) There's a spirit in my (Spirit in my) head and I can Hear it, In my bed the recollection of a voice I truly love Fasting and praying and fasting and praying and fasting and praying and…. Forgive me. Sunny Sunday I sent some love your way In my own world I can stay Hidden, Kept secret Give Victoria the secret, You may wonder if she'll keep it the devil gave her all the weapons to be cloaked in all the beauty of a body fit for lingerie angels never go away demons dance and play and wait for you to make mistakes Sheep adorned with lace perfect body, perfect face make Charisma avoid Karma and put Pleasure in her place. Find your place and keep it Lock away your secrets You may not believe it, but: The only world is you Sunny Sundays Crashing waves to the west And I wish you the best I just wish you the best A.D.D.E.R.A.L.L. And they won't give me Adderall Cause then I would rule the world Then I could rule the world ‘Who does this girl think she is, caring?' They won't give me things that would help me to mend the world Cause that would mean theirs is ending Fiends can't be friends and reflections, expectations of men in the eye of the beholding blind, leading wild, tides—moonlight fight with the demons he sent in the night, You're right: Stay in tonight. And they won't give her adderall because they know that she would fall in love with herself “Just kill yourself.” She came back to haunt herself— wanted off this planet, poisonous planet you poisoned humanity (poisoning, poisoning) Any Moore I don't wanna be me, anymore I just missed my chance to be free because ugly is wearing your face out Half of the time, I just space out Cadet Kelly, hellishly envious Losing respect, losing time— I need more. MaybEmpathy Maybe it's a secret weapon Maybe it's a blessing Maybe it's a lesson Maybe It's a curse Maybe it's the way I'm supposed to learn, I'm guessing Maybe's only make It worse, so Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe it's the sunrise Maybe it's a surprise Maybe it's my disguise I don't know Maybe it's some that place I should go I love my ‘home' But I'm all alone, so Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe I'm just crazy Maybe I'm your baby Maybe I'll be saving planet earth Maybe I'm just dying I'm so sick of crying But I won't stop trying, no Maybe you're the greatest Maybe I'm the latest Maybe fill my plate with Everything I hate Maybe I'm too late, but Maybe I've been waiting Lately I've been dreaming Of us So just Bare with me Certainly In love With you No maybes. Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me too (Empathy) Maybe it's my Purple Heart Maybe this is just the start Maybe we are just apart For now Maybe it's your pretty eyes Maybe it's the moonlight nights Maybe I'm just star struck Right now Right now Right now Maybes make everything better. FAT Eat-a bowl -a Granola Better than a coca-cola That's ebola no hola Get fatter than my areola Bird's (The) Word Wha-da-da-dup? I mean, “surf's up!” I mean Red Cup I mean, ‘All The Way Up' SIKE. What in the fuck do I look Like Not like a balla not like Mike; Psyc evaltuation Nation is evil Doesn't want people Equal--(equal) Has less calories But salaries at companies can't cover these Insurance fees and premiums Spotify can read my mind, As if it was a medium Shirt size fluctuate From XS to Medium XS was super dumb Maybe they remember us: Two big ass bitches In 3x mini Dresses Dressed to impress the emporer: ‘Impalas Only!' Gazelles for the lonely guys-- No surprise there: Thunder Thighs weren't in season The reason we couldn't get past red velvet lines Cause we like red velvet cake No mistakes made ‘Make way--comin thru!' Best friend pushed us through To see You (You, You, You (All I ask of you, sampled) BOO-WHO I think you're a ghost I think i'm an owl I love you the most An alien hosted Me SupaCree Supecedes--super seeds Everything Everything's everything Bring Me backstage In the age of backpage I hit the backspace Space cadet No Regrets Just regurts Regurgitate Yogurt-- Kiefer after reefer Refferal this squirrel To talk therapy, apparently Body dysmorphia got to me Honestly, I just need surgery. Everything's sugary Food isn't real to me Doesn't appeal to me Banana peel to me Slip-and-fall Monkey-see-monkey-do- Anything chunky-too-funky I can't wear anything I heartraves puts out; I'm not a circus ring Sometimes I feel like Penelope Elephante, Killa remembering All the things I would sing I would ring bells Drinking Sunny-D Juice-- Chance had the answer my favorite rapper, Had to be, probably Drake is an actor. Study the past for future prediction, I never fit in I never fit in Tripp pants before, But I can't afford them anyway. Anyway, What did you say, In that song? Man, it's been a long time Since ‘09 07 was heaven-- Last time I was president LDS resident Someone was heaven sent [sample: Christmas Present, The Rocket Summer] Going on tour and shit I'm starting to resent Everything too recent I'm on decline, descent Disintegrated and separated Soul from my Spirit. Do you hear it? It's me. August 4th, 1985 Stop. Wait Don't look back. Just. Disappear; You're not here, ghost and I'm sorry, I love you But thank you for making me Open my Open my Eyes (...) White Lies White Noise White guys; Pretty Boys Superman-- No disguise Secret Identity Secretly Secretly Hidden in secrecy I. Just. Can't look back. You. Reappeared. Got my own fanny pack. Don't mean to boast, but-- I kept your diplomacy Thank you for making me hate coke and ecstasy Open my Open my Eye, please. Fasting & Praying [working title] Fasting and praying and Fasting and praying and Fasting and praying for Me to Finally be free White Lies White Noise White guys; Pretty Boys Superman-- No disguise Secret Identity Secretly Secretly Hidden in secrecy [Waltz Love] Bless You/ Fuck You Depends on the day Achoo—sorry— I hope you're okay. Left on time, but they— Found a way —for making me Pay for it Pay for it Pay for my way to get paid But Half of their shit is delayed (Bus-Bus/ Bus-Bus) [a waltz] (2/3) (Traiiin?) But Half of me probably made Up My mind “I'm fine.” I'm not. But— This life makes me want to give Love “What's up?” I'm down, ‘whaddup'? I need some friends Fill up (J fry, am I—am I—am...) My Cup No. Love? No. The plug? No. Sorry for bugging you, but “What?” ‘I'm up—what?' “Wake up, Love—“ Love? … And...I'm In… Love with another ghost (with another ghost) I'm in love with The world but The world is Running out of (running out of) Running out of Love Maybe i'm selfless— If I have a death wish… No; I'm just an artist, i'm starving Alarmingly me. -SunnÏ Blū/Novä Raïnn/SupaCrēē More I don't wanna be me anymore I can't live in this life, can't afford myself I just don't want to But i'm going to have to collect All the pieces This is too much, I can't be such-and-such or-so-and-so and so I cry I don't lie down, once i'm up, but my coffee cup's been corrupted I just don't feel it any more more More? I don't wanna be me, anymore I'm so tired of her, tired of hurting tired, and worthless what's a mistake worth? Losing your earnings and earrings on dance floors. “You're so gorgeous.” No, not anymore. More often then not, I'm the pot calling the kettle black Actors attract with charisma, I can't, but— I give love Love— Just take it, I'll make more more More. 823 Bait and switch Magic happened Hold me captive, captain Hollering at Jolly Roger I feel just like Mr. Rodgers This is not my neighborhood I'm good, when I'm good But I haven't been good In about eighty three days It's been crazy, but Daisy, I'm driving you— miss me. Misty eyes, every night no surprise, there an interesting pair, are we— Are we? Absolutely. I live in certainty This is our universe We are exactly as, we're supposed to be. Are we? Can't believe it's been eighty three. Have you forgotten me? Possibly, not likely I think you just might be scared? afraid? I think you're not ready keeping your eye on me watch the way you think Black—and blue—and pink Overthink, think, overthink Eighty three Work 8 to 3, release Please, I need to leave an hour early How can this be? I looked in your eyes with anxiety What could you want from me? Why Why do I love you so? So, so much love— Why? Why do I love you so much, love? This is a ‘look-but-don't-touch' love A ‘never-you-mind' ‘such-and-such' love. Why won't you tell me goodbye, love? Pick up the phone just to try, love? The tension is making me cry, love... You know I just want to get high, love. Why? Why am I like this? Why can't I fight this? I wanted to try this, to see what it's like— I don't like it. I don't like it at all I'm beginning...beginning to fall, Back in love, love—why? This is above love. Why, love— Why do I love you so much? MoonSun And Ooh-- You don't need me, like I need you Oh-- I know you miss me, Like I miss you but Ohh-- You don't need me, like I need you Oh-- THere's no tellin Nothing that I wouldn't do for you But you don't need me, like I need you Elohim You are so Perfect Sparkling eyes Silouhette Smile So Wonderful Your voice could carry me miles And I'd Follow you Follow you Into the blue world You are so Beautiful Practically perfect in every way Pratically perfect, that's all I can say-- Practically perfect; and thank you for making my Day today I wish you everything I wish you peace I wish you joy and love I hope you keep it Please don't remember me I am only a ghost--but-- What you are to me Is so sweet Have this: keep t Here, I hve this…. Secret. (Whispered: I love you.) You are so You are so You are so You are so Lovely, love I'm not in love, but-- Love, I-- Love you {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

Maybe it's a secret weapon Maybe it's a blessing Maybe it's a lesson Maybe It's a curse Maybe it's the way I'm supposed to learn, I'm guessing Maybe's only make It worse, Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe it's the sunrise Maybe it's a surprise Maybe it's my disguise I don't know Maybe it's some that place I should go I love my ‘home' But I'm all alone, so— Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe I'm just crazy Maybe I'm your baby Maybe I'll be saving planet earth One day Maybe I'm just dying I'm so sick of crying But I won't stop trying, no Maybe you're the greatest Maybe I'm the latest Maybe fill my plate with Everything I hate Maybe I'm too late, but Maybe I've been waiting Lately I've been dreaming Of us So just Bare with me Certainly In love With you No maybes. Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me, too (Empathy) Maybe it's my Purple Heart Maybe this is just the start Maybe we are just apart For now Maybe it's your pretty eyes Maybe it's the moonlight nights Maybe I'm just star struck Right now Right now Right now Maybes make everything better. Cross my heartHope to dieWish I never seen your eyesI'm emptyDidn't see a thingI just heard a ringing in my earsI heard you thought I wanted diamond ringsNahI'm just singing these songs you wrote to myselfI just put your name in the book on my shelf, titled“Things I'll get to later.”And I will,I have Will powerAnd you have Will I Am's number on standby LOL (Skrill-I-Am--who said that???)And I'll probably fly standby next time I fly...Because...yes, I was looking right at you—Write about it? I have to;I'm half blue—and the music in my queue is half you,So what am I supposed to do—?Just not?What am I supposed to say? I said“Stop. Get out of my head.”Perhaps if I had a bed, I'd let you in itCause you've been in my head, already—there's no closer than thatAnd I can't hide from the shadows you cast on the inside of my eyelids anymore than I can the darkness of my skin, or the coldness of my spirit;My heart is just as warm as ever, though—and you can hear it...Sunken, syncing to the rhythms of any beat loud enough to rock it out of the lucid dream I fell intoWeeks ago,Weeks before I saw your eyes,weeks before I heard the lies that I could be,Would beWas chosen—But I won't be, that's not my place in this world; my place is to see you and wonder, and watch, and wait—And listen to the words nobody else can hear,When your music speaks.Maybe “I see you” was accurate—Maybe “I hear you “is all that's leftMaybe “I feel you” about sums it up. But “I love you.” Is what I would say, And you? Never.Because we don't know each other,We're just in the same places a lot;And most of those places are just,Extended parking lots where old would gather in the twisted moonlight...And the moonlight...That was the other thing I saw.Until next time. Got me stress eatingIn-n-out of meetings all dayIn-n-out sounds okay“No, you're out.”Sounds okayOkay—Are you ok?Not like Annie—I mean, you can be—But that's not really my thing;Quick fling for some bling without a diamond ringI don't fuck with thatAnd you can ask my ex, is we fuckin?Nah, I'm over thatPut me on the guillotine—Read between the linesI was fuckin doing everythingFuckin doing fineI was on my grind—Didn't have the time for noExplaining why the fuck I go and listen to sublimeI hate the lime-lightPay attention to me harder andI just mightLose it been Losin it since before it was a hit, and I admit—I miss the shit I came up on,I admit:I miss the days where I had fun andP.S.- yes I'm the best at passing a testDon't need to study the materialIs really all here—just pay attentionAttention deficit disorder;My auntie a hoarder but I'm borderline everything:You feelin me? Scary Monsters, and… In silent desperation Waiting for a cause To the effect of your reflection Pretty is, is pretty does Nothing breaks like a heart, and This is the heartland Careful where you tread Every corner has a landmine Surpassing hunger's grip There are monsters in your midsts Awakened demons in the Light and darkness calmly came upon us Resting is the wicked But my blindness is in hoping Certainty was lovely But I had to move away Merry Christmas Merry Christmas My wishlist is full of Equipment I need, To complete me: I need me to make me a star, but only so I can afford to go far And be single; Go tell Kris Kringle He missed me-- I don't have a chimney; but I have a fire Inside My Heart. (Well, I guess it's a start--) Nevermind, Merry Christmas Merry Christmas My tree is at Mildred E. Mathias Gardens, so Pardon my lack of decor, It's horrible, send me an angel For the top of my tree cause thee last Starr I had broke The spirit of Christmas-- (And half of my face, so) Half of me is so displaced, And, the other half's floating in space Somewhere, and... I miss my son Bearr, but I can't be there-- It's unfair how Awareness is blinding me barren I'd fly through Mcarren today if I could, I would. I would. I would. ...just to say Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. I saw myself skateboarding Through all the hallways, here Wearing a Santa Suit Handing out Kandi's And blasting my favorite DJs; The music of Music producers who made me… It's crazy, but lately I'm fasting & praying-- Pretending i'd be there with Bells on in Texas-- I miss my Lexus, but I'll drive this Pontiac, back to my boy; That's my Ode De Joy, Merry Christmas. (I'm Sorry that I had to miss this, dismiss this intention I set, miss my favorite set-- (1, 2, 3 times, a charm) I'll just tattoo my arm Lost the bet, but I can't lose this job; I was robbed of my Christmas, cause Corporate owns me-- I'm ever so lonely O Holy Night, I mean Oh, Holy shit: You're right-- I forgot To name all the Monsters and Sprites Despite all my tries, No surprise-- It's the light in my eyes Dying on this Christmas Night Turn Off The Lights I'll Miss Lights All Night Merry Christmas. Unfortunately, my Time isn't mine these double-pay days aren't worth all i'm losing but I'm losing my, losing my Mind And my youth to the fact That if I don't come back I'll fade Back To Black At the end of the act and I won't have a job, so I don't know, I guess this is my Merry Christmas. Chopstixx And this is me Eating with chopsticks, with two hands So hungry So empty Waiting for someone to love me. Screens ...and I can't see the world you live in Silver screens and digital, digital scenes So serene, the sea I swim in; See the natural world. With Light & Love There is light, shine it You are love, define it 333 The world is waking up (The world is waking up) But I was just asleep (I was asleep/I was asleep) If the world was just a dream (If life is but a dream) Then this is reality. Death Wish I live in this place, that I hate Blank slate, and slated; contemplated suicide, once or twice but not now not now— I just have a death wish. All my past selves are colliding; I've been inviting the chaos, and wondering why, why, why I must live inside of a digital box Nothing lasts always, outside of the cloud Nothing lasts always, mom would be proud (if I) Nothing lasts always, look in the mirror and wonder who myself is— Maybe it's selfish, but I have a death wish I live in this space, I've created I cannot hate it, it's comfortable, peaceful, relaxed and though i've been abandoned by man, I just dance, I don't wanna hold hands right now, right now Nothing lasts always, outside of the cloud Nothing lasts always, mom would be proud (if I) Nothing lasts always, look in the mirror and wonder How could I How could I How could I Be myself. Spider Bites Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites It's right outside my window paneAnd the pain I have insideCombination of guilt and prideI can't hide in this placeI almost died in this place Now everyone thinks I'm a liarI'd set it on fire,Watch it burn—The city to which I could never return. Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites Sleeping In Spider Bites Songs in my head that I can't writeWrongs I can't rightMy clothes are too tight,I just mightI just mightDie in this place Face it, look at this faceDisfigured and fakeDarkened and sunbakedDisgraceful, I hate itAnd maybe I waited too longThought I was just being strong Now everyone thinks I'm a liarI'd set it on fire,Watch it burn—The city to which I could never return. Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites Sleeping In Spider Bites Sleeping In Spider Bites 1:15 AM Little lonely planetSpinning on my axisI don't need my glassesTo feelLittle lonely ladyMisses little babyAttracted to you latelyToo realI'm sorry, it's been cloudyThis can't be about meIn a crowd you can't seeMy faceStanding in a cornerFighting for my honorNo this isn't reallyMy placeI'm a space cadetSucked in a vacuumAnd I'm losing itThought I could find youThe stars look so marvelousI never thought it could beI guess it wasn't meantFor me Nobody's Type Everybody got preferences, Don't need to be checking my references You say that I'm hella exotic I say that your energy's toxic Bad mind be robotic I'm not sick—I'm not shit It's obvious: you're oblivious And she's envious of my (shhhh) Why? Trust Fall Trust the process, don't let go. Synesthesia Sensory overload I saw the sun explode I know I've been exposed To those (x3) echoes Runner Twin (True Flame) Shh. Don't speak, Just feel—it's real. I love you. Yellow. I sense that it's mellow... And running away—it's ok— I'm insane & slightly deranged... But I love you; If that's not true, I don't know what is—cause I know what love is. Please forgive me for my sins— My subconscious wins me over, And over and over, overthinking unclearly too wearily depresses my synthesis...this unlimited energy is consumed in rage and hatred, self pity and witty phenomena nobody can seem to explain—what's wrong with my brain, to be this way? What's wrong with my eyes, to see this way? I see the world changing a different way—less humanity, more insanity—like me, but more of a calamity; a catastrophe, actually. But, I love you. I'll always love you. I'll always love you. I'll always love. 48 Days Later Desperate? That's how it gets It's been about 48 days of this shit I'm crazed for this shit Been dazed. Extra? You betcha. I'm not trying to hear it Not trying to go near it I stay clear of it SHUT THE FUCK UP. I need peace And then you woke me up My life was in pieces And you're having fun? Dissecting me at intersections Sending me in opposite directions Wasting my energy Wasting the synergy that could be If you would be Listening to me as much as I HEAR YOU. Stay clear of me, I don't want you near me Do you hear me? I need to be satisfied Not made to cry Or made to think I should shut up and die (By the way, I hate black guys.) So fire away. Hands Sign language The new divine language This anguish is vacant; Apologies, this isn't me. I'm squinting, trying to see The light? It's bright. “Silence so I see...” I smile pleasantly At me I Live Here I live here 15 more days I'm not paying your way Cute trick, but okay This is lame ... I live here; I heard all your lies, By passing the time— I'm just a passerby But I try...not to cry. It's a synthesis... I meant this shit. 3 Times Is A Charm I hate goodbyes Cause you never said it I hate replies Cause you never sent it I hate good highs, I'll admit it; Cause I know what's below 3 times, and you know— Something bad's coming. I'm Dun Been abandoned about 100 times Not gonna take it at another person's pace I'm not running in someone else's race This is my place This is my new place Haste makes waste; Now I'm done for. Cryy Just another ghost I ain't gonna cry about it I'm not gonna boast I'm not gonna cry about it (Pshhh. Burnt toast) I ain't gonna lie about it Almost Not even gonna try about it So close I ain't gonna cry about it I ain't gonna cry about it Patience. Alaska 8, LA -3 Not smart enough? That's tough. Not brave enough? That's ruff Got fat on ya? That's fluff— Enough stuff—have a puff. Must Be ADD Must be hard to be Jon Must be hard to have 9 TVs on Must be hard to be hard Must be hard to fuck blondes Must be hard to go on-and-on... Must be. On Me Wear my heart on my sleeve; If you died I would grieve you I didn't believe you There were two blue planets Dammit— Thought I had you at “Are you okay?” But it's just me. So, sorry… it must be hard Being on guard all the time Don't know what your life is like Won't try to guess I'm just obsessed because you're blessed if this a test I know I failed. And if I was you— I prolly woulda bailed On me. So-So Sorry sorry, I worry-worry No one will love me Like I love the world. And I do know you— But I do owe you an apology... Technology...is too much for me Wiki is the key, and I won't look 3 times. You know who you are; You set the bar too high. Now it's too late Another obsession— I'm just a mental case. Sorry honey. You looked at me funny... And I fell apart. That was the start Of another broken heart Priest Not suicidal Fuck an idol Music is like my bible I'm liable to read it to you, Judas. Alaska's On Fire Smoke & Rain Purple mountains Burning fire Red sun Lights & lazers Celebration Never ending Have fun Goodbye, I Love You Twisted state of consciousness This world is in Chaos I lost you at “hello.” Hey Mr. Mojo Risin There's smoke on the horizon For miles...tired eyes don't lie; Look at the sky— Wondering ‘why' I Do This is what love is at a distance Had you and then gone in an instant Now you're just one of my wishes upon a flower Danced into the midnight hour Wondered why I turn a shade of blue Brighter than the planet that I knew I love you— From a distance. I'm sorry that I missed this chance. Just let me have final dance. I know the moments passed, true... Want to think I know you like I do. “I Fell ” Throwing elbows Who the hell knows How many times I've been hit How many times I've been choked Exploded and exposed to the officers, the Lucifer I married first And what's worse is I kept my mouth shut, even after he split it open— I was hopin he'd at least open his heart Instead he departed the apartment Started Making threats about all his regrets, Left a mess and tested me with suicidal tendencies— Almost beat me dead and instead of feeling anything I said? He ran off. Left me with scars on my head— Blood on the walls, and the bed Red Lips Always Lie; You know why? I had two babies cryin' And he's flyin down the highway Tryin to meet with a “friend” Only told two people then, Lied to the rest of the world: Was Peggy's best girl Till he literally rocked my world. I said “oh, I hurt my face doing push ups” but I couldn't look up for a week, couldn't talk through my teeth, couldn't eat couldn't sleep— Lost my power, got weak And I think to myself “Why did I ever go back?” Lacked the confidence to leave— But now my heart's on my sleeve, And my sleeves are uneven, Cause I'm still grievin Might have still had two sons If I had just packed up And run away. Instead, I'm alone today. You predator, I'm the prey... But I still pray for you. Hunger Within ‘What are you hungry for?' Always wanting more One's not enough— But two is too many. Is anything worth remembering? Rainbows round the sun; Halos round the moon “I didn't see anything... I didn't hear shit.” Maybe you were too lit— Maybe it was legit magic I thought it was fantastic, either way I only wanted you to play With me Stay With me Dance With me—mama Mia— I see everything History Mystery... Destroying “me” The longest ego death that ever was, “Never was.” “...fuck it.” I wish To dismiss Your sweet kiss on my lips Fuck it. Fuck it. When life gives you golf balls, you learn to drive— And you learn to thrive taking care of people too fucked up to take care of themselves. Top shelf liquor, top shelf buds Everyone uses something Everybody uses somebody Being Aliocha What does that mean? I'm hearing things, it seems Electricity, energy My family and friends taunting me Codeswitch How do You go, from ‘me—to you Did what you had to do Did what you wanted to: You're you. Seems like codeswitching Is bitching at people While listening to people Complain Seems like somebody is trying to get me a label of being insane Seems like somebody is making me crazy on purpose to play with my brain Seems like I'm just watching shadows and ghosts listening, whispering my name Motion, Words & Wisdom Part paranoia— And part defense system Am I just sick? Or am I a victim. You're speaking when you're speaking You stop thinking when I'm thinking Meanwhile I keep repeating— Motions, words—wisdom. Deja Friendly faces Looking in my eyes— Telling me something; yet saying another. “What?”, I ask. He answers “I'm here” I'm hearing his voice... On his presence I ponder. I wonder how much is true: ‘Who made who?' It's Deja Vu—I cant help it. Obsession is insanity, I felt it—I still do It's still you—I love you It's fucked up, I miss you; Goodbye then...I'll say it no issue. 16 Clubhouse Avenue I'm in the chamber of love The chamber of love Looked up and and I saw you I feel you just above ground And I'm calling you down, down You're the one I'm thinking of Seagulls and doves Hand in the sand and i draw you If I step into the sea I would probably drown, drown Swaying in the sound of deafness Can't you see that I'm so reckless Keep me waiting leave me breathless And I'm dancing to the sound of my heartbeat The sound of your heartbeat Melting away in the body heat Keeping the Rhythm with my feet (With harmony) Dancing to the sound of our heartbeat Living on love street Babe I can't wait till we next meet Keeping the rhythm with my feet Turned the page, I thought the show was done I was only trying to have some fun Lo$t This is not the place for you Turn away There is something better You are so alone in this world We are not your friends here Look at how you've grown This is now, and the times have changed you You will not be safe. . . Go collect your thoughts You're a ghost Look at what you wasted Dancing by yourself The world has eaten all your trust The embodiment of emptiness And empathy, at best Finally flew the coop And then retreated to your nest Go get some rest, bird Be seen and not heard This world is absurd Take away the night Take away the light Baby, I saw you take flight Feeling like something's not right... Fighting with all of your might Turn up the lights Feeling like somethings not right You're not out of mind, but I beg you to get out of sight You're blind tonight You're too precious for this restlessness No freedom on the guest list, this Is one of life's great lessons: Go home early, count your blessings Exxchange I swing like a Pendulum, pendulum, pendulum My mind is on the run Swing like a pendulum, pendulum, pendulum I'm in a party of one Be And if you love something, Let it go And if you lose someone Let them free That's all you'll ever be (is love) That's all you'll be You'll be Bass Canyon 2k19 Refrain? You're insane We had this conversation on the plane Ignoring all the pain inside You watched me walk away I'm afraid you got paid And in the end that it was made To make me kill myself again This is the world that I live in This is my universe (You said it was ours) This is my universe (I watched you for hours) This is my universe (I sent you pretty flowers) No you didn't Watched you spin it I was crying every minute Saw your heart and I was in it Played your part because you been it Can't connect you to [bleeped] J** S***** But I really can't admit it You're a secret You're a savior You're my planet You're my flavor Honey, do yourself a favor And just tell me what you savor You're a genius You're a vibe I'm just glad that you're alive If you won't let me join your tribe? I guess I'll have to build my hive Queen Bee LSD Made me who I'm ‘sposed to be Haven't even dosed you see: I don't need no ecstasy I haven't been smoking weed But sometimes that's the thing I need You planted all of satans seed The world I see is full of greed Changed my body Cause you put your Hands between my thighs And you were sposed to be my guy I think about you all the time And you know why Secret passwords and some rules I can apply When I walked by the place It's no mistake I peeked in through your eye The West Wing Take someone suicidal, Put them in a box Take away the freedom Take away the sun Laugh because they're hurting Learn to roll your eyes Keep them even longer When they call out all your lies Joyful, joyful I cannot trust No one's loyal Attitude adjustment I was spoiled rotten with Candy and soda But that causes everything, everything to start over Pick your poison Prescription or addiction Look to the horizon Never see the sun Venice Venture I loved you the moment I saw you; With wonder I finally saw you— Where is your soul? I wanted to hold you, I wanted to keep you whole Jumped into a hole and thought of you Jumped into a hole, and— I saw there were two I wanted to fill it... But wanted to feel you, too. Pod Of magic and memories Wonder and light Have you picked all your pennies Washed all your stones Counted your blessings Rested your bones? God rest your soul Praise The Skyy I missed work, But I found the rainbow I found myself But I dropped my halo I don't know about tomorrow But my futures so bright, I— Might just be the light, I— Might just see the sun-light Through the cloudy days Amazing, Praise the sky Origins When we were the ocean (echo) Before Father Time Remembrance of the divine It just was Nothing and everything Happened at once Just because It was all just an accident The happiest accident The world We were We are We are still here I am You are. We are still here. You Are What You Wiah Be careful what you wish for All of them come true Be careful what you wish for Nothing is ever untrue If it's there In your heart—in your soul In the place that dreams are made In the place that you were born from Your spirit speaks, So listen: Do not let go of what you know You have always known it Wishes Wishes Wishes are your truth Be careful what you wish for Your wishes become you. AlllStaR We're not finished yet, Chuck Taylor The journey hadn't ended— You've been on this expedition— And we've walked for miles and miles We have danced below the sunlight Even glided with the moon, right in the Heart and in the eye Of something-city. It never really mattered, being pretty Till it hit me: I could prob'ly buy the world, if I were free. Back to Abbot Kinney There is something we forgot The plot thickens like my waistline— All the sugar they refine, a goldmine Rotting minds and taking time away— Life away—if sad you eat, then sad you'll stay; Don't say it, today is just you cheating on yourself Your shelf life's not as long as your lifeline— Each palm a psalm, To each his own To teach, to own It's a lonely, road But if only, only... (From Holes) ‘If only, if only the woodpecker sigh... The bark on the tree was as soft as the skies... As [the] wolf waits below, both hungry and lonely—he cries to the moon ‘if only, if only' All is Well We don't need another song about... Because they're all about... And all my songs are about... Left it open, But it slammed behind me And I loved the sound Because it was meant to be Left it cracked, Like the egg that I am And I am in my own shell All is well All is well Butterflyy I am beside myself I am inside myself Abiding by rules I might have made Siiickness Bless You/ Fuck You Depends on the day Achoo—sorry— I hope you're okay. Left on time, but they— Found a way —for making me Pay for it Pay for it Pay for my way to get paid But Half of their shit is delayed (Bus-Bus/ Bus-Bus) [a waltz] (2/3) (Traiiin?) But Half of me probably made Up My mind “I'm fine.” I'm not. But— This life makes me want to give Love “What's up?” I'm down, ‘whaddup'? I need some friends Fill up (J fry, am I—am I—am...) My Cup No. Love? No. The plug? No. Sorry for bugging you, but “What?” ‘I'm up—what?' “Wake up, Love—“ Love? ... R3AL What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? SUPA And You can't wear your heart on your sleeve With an S on your Chest But you have to believe You can do it Western Lights Diffractions in traffic Aurora Borealis Love The World Hate my job Hate my face Hate my life Hate this place Love the world Hate my life Hate my hair Hate my thighs Love is there Love the world Believe in Everything, have something To wake up for Believe in Everything, it's only Time to go When you say so, so Love the world Heart—Sleeve Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you More and more Don't Go Like the sunlight reflects off the snow I just hope that you know That I love you Don't go I love you— Don't go I love you— You know And we're just two gaseous planets passing by Twinkling I'm your eyes Ships passing in the night Wannabee i wanna be alone i wanna be alone i wanna be alone Don't wanna be lonely Need someone to hold me I only need one But since there's no one... Stare into the sun I just wannabe— Wanna be Wanna be Wanna be (Wanna be?) Done One Just one me Just one world Just one tree; Just one girl M&C Misery loves company Misery loves company Misery loves company And misery is company— You're losin' me. Planets And we're just two gaseous planets passing by Twinkling I'm your eyes Ships passing in the night Noontime Take me to the Grammys I wanna meet the family I'm tryna keep it classy But the world is pretty trashy My license is a class C I'm average as I can be I want the presidency, so Somebody educate me Back To, Unh I'm late for my train Plain Jane, plain insane Look up, I see a plane I eat weight and then I gain it Clarissa, I can't explain it I wax it and then I wane it Phone Home like I'm Little Wayne, bitch I say ‘bitch' but then I hate it I hate bread but then I ate it I love cheese and so I grate it I love food and so I plate it Love DRuGs I love getting faded But lately the world is jaded So (Sung, nah-nah) I stay sober—found a four leaf clover Frozen in October Alaska getting colder When they say it's over, I linger, Get closer I need more exposure Cause I am getting older This instagram is closure No selfies and no posers Close your—mouth please Lose your spouse please Because he took your house keys (Choking sounds, gasping for air) I need fucking therapy— A doctor who won't lock me up A friend who won't block me out for keeping up with my fitness Do you get this? No. You don't know. Nobody really understands my self destruction plan But I don't really ‘need' a man, Because I wrote “I am” And, “And.” And—this is my Land ‘This is our world This is our sand' (box) Thinking about getting dread Locks I don't need headphones I need Aux— ‘I want to hold your hand' Awwwwsss— Walks on the beach I am a beached whale I am a teacher I'm gonna set sail Build me a church and steeple and steal from the people So tax free so evil Evil knieval midevil Shirts I was trippin on shirts Avoiding them flirts, the worst Laying me down in a hearse I never rehearse Live my whole life in reverse— I'm Benjamin button It hurts-hurts The world is George Lucas's first, Work From something to nothin, It works, church From First and to Last Every verse, verse Somebody come help break this Curse curse Demons in my universe—verse Remember you asked who came first—first (Two times?) ...it was the egg. Go break a leg. I don't have to beg I'm going to Vegas. Bitch I'm gonna be famous Bitch I'm already A-List Bitch I'm friends with the greatest Sun and the Moon and the stars were my latest design ‘Bitch you look fine' I promise, I'm not Promises, promises Thought I forgot ©racked Hacked Maybe because I'm black Maybe because they thought I'd attack Maybe cause I'm stacked with knowledge—I acknowledge I wanna go back to college to polish it I don't know what to call this shit; Trying to be an activist but I legit don't have the time or a spare fucking dime Bus lines wasting my time Wrote the bus song on my own vibe I don't write songs all of the time, But when I do, I use blue and my ‘Do' frame of miiind. Gotta find the right sound pack Gotta get a new backpack Gotta be myself, that's whack I can't go back I can't take that Can't fake facts: I've been hacked For no reason, that's stupid I left right on time Apple reads minds now, Google makes plans now I hope google plans how to explain how they made me insane picking at my brain— Need my phone to get by, Need my GPS or I digress, I'll leave my fucking phone at home— Cause I can find north, of course—- West is the beach and this beached whale sprouted legs and they can Walk for miles and miles It might be awhile to apply my airline miles, But I got different styles or writing I'm sick of fighting with myself— Pull the trigger already “No, you've already written too much about such and such, so—that would expose those who only hope you turn up your nose and, put a gun down your throat” Oh. Started working on my suicide note, And I wrote about how, now, I can't even go around without the sound of the 3 people dragging me down in my stupid Little Head. Nam Dama Mi That's an inner thought: Keep it to yourself Put it on the shelf, You're a mad man Do you remember me? I am the stars you see And the answer that you seek, Is the blinding light. Fight the tide, You're hiding— Wasting the days Resting Rest In Peace to the Rest of them, Following everyone's footsteps They're practically sheep, but You keep keeping up with them Friends? If only, if only. Depends on If you're feeling lonely, I guess. Do you remember yourself? She was healthy Do you remember her death? Falling victim to captive Both weakened and wealthy Was he, who Could see you Practically couldn't believe you Who was that? Inherited panic attacks from your past— Life goes on. Dos Mi like Viven LA or en Vegas? Dos You a writer or you tryna do this music? Dos Feel like eating pizza, chocolate, tacos mames? Dos Is dat hoe in buena o es muchas mala? Dos Laundromat Undercover 88 Crown Vic Victory is mine History is mine Hollywood bungalow Yucca & Vine Fine line between champagne & wine White lie When I say “I'm fine” Fine dining, I have no spine Calling the bank cause my card was Declined Ladder I climb I'm falling behind The children born after me Never you mind It's such a catastrophe Body & Mind Listen to Skrillex to help me unwind I need my glasses, Please help me find them I cannot see you— I'm Daphne I'm blind *gasp* “Are you okay?!” No—not today I fast and I pray that you won't go away I fast and I pray cause I need you to stay Good-hey, good, I need you to play My favorite songs when I go to the rave My favorite favorite favorite place One day they'll probably send me to space Because I belong to an alien race Cree-Cree phone home... I hate my phone I hate the phony Instagram hoes I hate my body Wanna go home Death is a freedom When we all fall asleep, Where do we roam? Noam Chomsky Write me a poem Cute pomsky— Wish I could show em. Dog show in dogtown You know what's up The tide is down I said surf's up If up is down Enough's enough I'll prob'ly drown Out Sounds How Now Brown Cow Tell Father Time That time is now There is no past There is no “how” There is no “try” There's only “do” There is no “I” There is no “you” The universe is 2+2 It all adds up It's all in view You know what's up And I do too For you are I, and I am you Absolutely: whooo are you? I am, he is, You are, he is, You are I am We are I am They are I am Me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Sunny, sunny days Happy birthdays 60 earth days, or so I've been crazy, so... Here it goes. I chose you, And I don't suppose you know Cause I don't know you— Don't owe you an apology, But apologies, please accept these Tokens of appreciation For all the elation, and sensations I'm so sorry. The complexity of energy astounds me— Came around on day 2 of EDC just to see you, And I missed it. Lost it cause I lost track of time trying to find the reason why a certain guy wouldn't leave my side— And that's fine; he has a nice vibe But I've a one-track mind for your type of guy I'm kind of blind, but I can read between the lines— Every other song was a sign That you could be my guide; Already supplied me with doses of medication; alien communication I thought—not really, you're just really good at being smart So... Thank you I'm sorry I love you I miss you I was misused and abused, which confused me...like I said, sincerely— I'm sorry, Sonny. Sorry, sorry. You might find it funny, but nobody loves me the way I love music. I'm too sick to cope, And I hope you're okay. I really hope you're okay. I really hope you're okay. Cause now I just can't get it off my mind—didn't mind whoever's hands between my thighs— The vibe attracted me. Disastrously drunk, perhaps, But I collapsed at the showers— Waited in line bout an hour hearing “Skrillex-skrillex-skrillex” Nose to the ground, constantly looking around, thinking: “Well they couldn't be talking about me...” Because you wouldn't be thinking about me— I've had dogs barking at me for weeks, i think, so— Please excuse me when I say I'm crazy for you. Don't have a clue about your personal life— But a guy with a wife is off limits. I don't have a clue, true. You could be anything. Wikipedia would know, but I won't go there— And I wouldn't go over the rail for the purple water bottle— Went full-throttle on no-energy... What can I say? Sorry again. Sorry my life depends on your music—I can't mend your heart or recommend a friend—just another loose-end to this never ending story. I don't know who you are, And you might know who I am— Thought I saw you dancing as I laid down—thought I was making your face out... Thought I could be your predecessor, but really I'm just a word processor and don't possess any talent—granted, I've taken for granted and taken advantage of too much time Undressed you with my eyes the first time I saw you spinnin—I'm just living life in my own skin, and I've never been “the chosen one” Which is why I run away so fast... When things are too good to be true, I remember all my shades of blue I thought maybe you knew about the two planets. I thought maybe that this was your blanket. I thought maybe that sweater was a letterman's jacket To whatever team you're on— But that super hot blonde with the best outfit on... Seemed your type. When I'm right, I'm right. And when I'm wrong, I'm wrong. And it's always Sunny in Philadelphia... But it's always Sonny on iTunes And always Skrillex on Spotify Mr. Mojo didn't die, He lives inside our hearts. You started it. I wanted it too badly. Ray bands and your hands under my covers... We could be lovers In a perfect world. Thank you for the music. I'm listening. Anna The prettiest girl in the world came to me and she said “I wanna look like you.” And I could not believe her, Let my energy deceive her Cause I, cause I Wanted to look like her more. She said “ohh, I want hair like that” And I watched her stare, like that Thing on my head was a Bright shooting star; haily's comet I'd not let myself believe it Cause I wanted to look like her, more. Anna, you perfect thing Anna, the prettiest girl that I've ever seen Anna, please don't— Close those pretty brown eyes, Your manna. Anna, you're what's the matter with me Can't you see? I wanna look just like you. Intense (Like Camping) Moon shaped eyes Shadowcast lies She silently cries As her memory dies Erase it away Just live for today Don't cry Just learn to lie better You know you're better off When you're off on your own There's nobody there, you're just dreaming It's not really cold, you're just sleeping— It never happened, you're dying inside, Keeping a secret, holding your pride back tonight second guessing your eyes— It's no surprise Slept until sunrise. Just Know Wherever you are in the world Whatever you do with your life Whoever you take as your wife Know that I love you I'm sending you wishes of love Protections from heavens above I am the owl and the dove So just know that I love you It's too much It's too soon Saw your face Met my doom I've been pacing in my room Know that I Know that I— — cannot hear your name again The world that I've been living in Is filled with taunting, torturous And ridiculing, I cant stand it, I— Stand it, I— Never had to clutch a pillow admire weeping willows; Just know. Tears will never ever tell your secrets I told you it was sacred, I would keep it; Just know. Can't reach out Drowning in sorrow and self doubt Would hate to Be left on The list of millions Hoping they can have you So I don't hope I'm holding onto rope Unwrap the heartstring Hope it's long enough To tie onto the chandelier You've seen me so much this year I'm hanging myself, hanging on Hanging on To you… So just know that I love you. In Hate [With Myself] Fat is ugly As I am As I am Black is ugly As I am As I am Would I believe in myself If I had beauty? Would I believe in myself If I was happy? Would I believe in myself Maybe, not likely I just want to die in peace At peace With peace Just as much as I have Love To give Forgive, me, Love For I am in Hate with myself Hate myself I'm in hate with myself Maybe too late for myself Maybe too late for myself Hate is ugly As I am As I am Fear is ugly As I am As I am Life is ugly As I am Thank You, You're Beautiful I Hate The ugly I see When I look in the mirror, But Thank you Because you Are beautiful. I Hate The sound Of My voice When I'm singing Over the radio But thank you Because you are Beautiful Something inside me Is fighting The blinding Light I so wish I was whole I'm the whole world I'm told to stay positive But I am positive Someone wants me Dead within the decade Mother Earth I am unpredictable Superstitious Unreliable Be my witness I'm not Rick I'm toxic I'm nauseous And conscious CAKE Any food is food, to a man who's holding hunger; Hunger's only boredom to the man who carries stress; Freedom is the wish of every man who works for wishes— Woman carries manhood in the pockets of her dress. Smog Check Back to blue skies Under clouds of waste That we can't see But we created All the world is somewhat jaded So get faded— wade in the wata; Pollution is notta problem When you got a lot of em When you got a lot of em Life is everlasting Blur (Lifeless En Motion) To be lifeless in motion; A cascading glimpse At the thought of emotion Miss me by inches No wish of devotion. Sifting so silently; Lifeless In motion. Judgement Day My body was a trial Crazy, Stupid, Hungry, Tired It hurts so bad You're on the road And I'm alone I just stuff my fat face with Anything that might Make me feel loved Everyone knows that I'm (crazy) Every one knows that I'm (stupid) Everyone knows that I'm (hungry) But no one knows that I'm TIRED Of living this lie So I wish I would die In my sleep But I keep on repeating This cycle It's sweeping my mind I find it hard to believe If I meet you again In your eyes and you'd smile I smile for your voice and Yes I'll always love you Shame on me Everyone knows that I'm (crazy) Every one knows that I'm (stupid) Everyone knows that I'm (hungry) But no one knows that I'm TIRED But no one knows that I'm But no one knows that I'm But no one knows that I'm On my last lifetime Home Is Where The Art Is I have panic attacks on the bus every morning— Google maps throwing me off and often, losing my mind trying to find where I'm going; There's no place like roaming There's no place like home I have heart attacks leaving the conference room, coffee stand— Hand-in-Hand with the grand that's Bi-weekly directly deposited, hoping— There's no place for coping There's no place like home I wander by walls wearing eyes, making footsteps Unlikely I'm leading the blind, all behind me I'm finding the line is too fine to determine My side Side-by-side mirror images, Interesting concept: “Conception at birth” How abstract, subtracting Distractions, passing concessions & sundries covering all my expressions Of joy Enjoying Chos in color Home is where the art is. Bouts of insomnia, Battling bullet wounds; Inspiration's a gift of disaster— But soon, knives forks and spoons, A lamp for my room, and a broom, too; Home is where the art is. I'm in the cocoon, for now— Still learning how to be beautiful, Creating a canvas on my back, seeing— Everything, everyday. On my way On my way On my way to being Home. Fr33 Just the idea of being free Makes me in love with me Catch The Sun When we all fall asleep And the sun drifts away Some people stay up To Make up Theworld of next day There is no ‘tomorrow' So follow yourself Swallow it whole, The World: You are the whole Thing. Open your eyes-- All of them. Brownies & Lemonade I see lemonade everywhere But where are the brownies (Am I the brownie?) On my honor, I-- Will do. Nike shoes, maybe in a shade of blue I'm myself, because of U Saw through new eyes, today Something I never saw, at all And I fall in love With love With love-- With Love WIth U (Remember Me?) Whose Moon Is It, Anyway? All the bad vibes are alive on this moonlight night At least this is my last, last life BLU World I have been lost in a world of blue, wishing to share the world with you. Watch it turn from blue— to brown— to blue Drowned in the future Doubt there's a future Now is the future, they say They're watching you throw it away. HOWSLAW Superstitions coming true Tripped over a bag— I just wanted a flag or a backpack I went back for you [For] Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Justice Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Life Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Lost and Forgotten Spirits Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for You my love I am truth, I am light I am freedom in the night I am watching demons fight (In the night, they take flight) There's a spirit in my (Spirit in my) head and I can Hear it, In my bed the recollection of a voice I truly love Fasting and praying and fasting and praying and fasting and praying and…. Forgive me. Sunny Sunday I sent some love your way In my own world I can stay Hidden, Kept secret Give Victoria the secret, You may wonder if she'll keep it the devil gave her all the weapons to be cloaked in all the beauty of a body fit for lingerie angels never go away demons dance and play and wait for you to make mistakes Sheep adorned with lace perfect body, perfect face make Charisma avoid Karma and put Pleasure in her place. Find your place and keep it Lock away your secrets You may not believe it, but: The only world is you Sunny Sundays Crashing waves to the west And I wish you the best I just wish you the best A.D.D.E.R.A.L.L. And they won't give me Adderall Cause then I would rule the world Then I could rule the world ‘Who does this girl think she is, caring?' They won't give me things that would help me to mend the world Cause that would mean theirs is ending Fiends can't be friends and reflections, expectations of men in the eye of the beholding blind, leading wild, tides—moonlight fight with the demons he sent in the night, You're right: Stay in tonight. And they won't give her adderall because they know that she would fall in love with herself “Just kill yourself.” She came back to haunt herself— wanted off this planet, poisonous planet you poisoned humanity (poisoning, poisoning) Any Moore I don't wanna be me, anymore I just missed my chance to be free because ugly is wearing your face out Half of the time, I just space out Cadet Kelly, hellishly envious Losing respect, losing time— I need more. MaybEmpathy Maybe it's a secret weapon Maybe it's a blessing Maybe it's a lesson Maybe It's a curse Maybe it's the way I'm supposed to learn, I'm guessing Maybe's only make It worse, so Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe it's the sunrise Maybe it's a surprise Maybe it's my disguise I don't know Maybe it's some that place I should go I love my ‘home' But I'm all alone, so Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe I'm just crazy Maybe I'm your baby Maybe I'll be saving planet earth Maybe I'm just dying I'm so sick of crying But I won't stop trying, no Maybe you're the greatest Maybe I'm the latest Maybe fill my plate with Everything I hate Maybe I'm too late, but Maybe I've been waiting Lately I've been dreaming Of us So just Bare with me Certainly In love With you No maybes. Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me too (Empathy) Maybe it's my Purple Heart Maybe this is just the start Maybe we are just apart For now Maybe it's your pretty eyes Maybe it's the moonlight nights Maybe I'm just star struck Right now Right now Right now Maybes make everything better. FAT Eat-a bowl -a Granola Better than a coca-cola That's ebola no hola Get fatter than my areola Bird's (The) Word Wha-da-da-dup? I mean, “surf's up!” I mean Red Cup I mean, ‘All The Way Up' SIKE. What in the fuck do I look Like Not like a balla not like Mike; Psyc evaltuation Nation is evil Doesn't want people Equal--(equal) Has less calories But salaries at companies can't cover these Insurance fees and premiums Spotify can read my mind, As if it was a medium Shirt size fluctuate From XS to Medium XS was super dumb Maybe they remember us: Two big ass bitches In 3x mini Dresses Dressed to impress the emporer: ‘Impalas Only!' Gazelles for the lonely guys-- No surprise there: Thunder Thighs weren't in season The reason we couldn't get past red velvet lines Cause we like red velvet cake No mistakes made ‘Make way--comin thru!' Best friend pushed us through To see You (You, You, You (All I ask of you, sampled) BOO-WHO I think you're a ghost I think i'm an owl I love you the most An alien hosted Me SupaCree Supecedes--super seeds Everything Everything's everything Bring Me backstage In the age of backpage I hit the backspace Space cadet No Regrets Just regurts Regurgitate Yogurt-- Kiefer after reefer Refferal this squirrel To talk therapy, apparently Body dysmorphia got to me Honestly, I just need surgery. Everything's sugary Food isn't real to me Doesn't appeal to me Banana peel to me Slip-and-fall Monkey-see-monkey-do- Anything chunky-too-funky I can't wear anything I heartraves puts out; I'm not a circus ring Sometimes I feel like Penelope Elephante, Killa remembering All the things I would sing I would ring bells Drinking Sunny-D Juice-- Chance had the answer my favorite rapper, Had to be, probably Drake is an actor. Study the past for future prediction, I never fit in I never fit in Tripp pants before, But I can't afford them anyway. Anyway, What did you say, In that song? Man, it's been a long time Since ‘09 07 was heaven-- Last time I was president LDS resident Someone was heaven sent [sample: Christmas Present, The Rocket Summer] Going on tour and shit I'm starting to resent Everything too recent I'm on decline, descent Disintegrated and separated Soul from my Spirit. Do you hear it? It's me. August 4th, 1985 Stop. Wait Don't look back. Just. Disappear; You're not here, ghost and I'm sorry, I love you But thank you for making me Open my Open my Eyes (...) White Lies White Noise White guys; Pretty Boys Superman-- No disguise Secret Identity Secretly Secretly Hidden in secrecy I. Just. Can't look back. You. Reappeared. Got my own fanny pack. Don't mean to boast, but-- I kept your diplomacy Thank you for making me hate coke and ecstasy Open my Open my Eye, please. Fasting & Praying [working title] Fasting and praying and Fasting and praying and Fasting and praying for Me to Finally be free White Lies White Noise White guys; Pretty Boys Superman-- No disguise Secret Identity Secretly Secretly Hidden in secrecy [Waltz Love] Bless You/ Fuck You Depends on the day Achoo—sorry— I hope you're okay. Left on time, but they— Found a way —for making me Pay for it Pay for it Pay for my way to get paid But Half of their shit is delayed (Bus-Bus/ Bus-Bus) [a waltz] (2/3) (Traiiin?) But Half of me probably made Up My mind “I'm fine.” I'm not. But— This life makes me want to give Love “What's up?” I'm down, ‘whaddup'? I need some friends Fill up (J fry, am I—am I—am...) My Cup No. Love? No. The plug? No. Sorry for bugging you, but “What?” ‘I'm up—what?' “Wake up, Love—“ Love? … And...I'm In… Love with another ghost (with another ghost) I'm in love with The world but The world is Running out of (running out of) Running out of Love Maybe i'm selfless— If I have a death wish… No; I'm just an artist, i'm starving Alarmingly me. -SunnÏ Blū/Novä Raïnn/SupaCrēē More I don't wanna be me anymore I can't live in this life, can't afford myself I just don't want to But i'm going to have to collect All the pieces This is too much, I can't be such-and-such or-so-and-so and so I cry I don't lie down, once i'm up, but my coffee cup's been corrupted I just don't feel it any more more More? I don't wanna be me, anymore I'm so tired of her, tired of hurting tired, and worthless what's a mistake worth? Losing your earnings and earrings on dance floors. “You're so gorgeous.” No, not anymore. More often then not, I'm the pot calling the kettle black Actors attract with charisma, I can't, but— I give love Love— Just take it, I'll make more more More. 823 Bait and switch Magic happened Hold me captive, captain Hollering at Jolly Roger I feel just like Mr. Rodgers This is not my neighborhood I'm good, when I'm good But I haven't been good In about eighty three days It's been crazy, but Daisy, I'm driving you— miss me. Misty eyes, every night no surprise, there an interesting pair, are we— Are we? Absolutely. I live in certainty This is our universe We are exactly as, we're supposed to be. Are we? Can't believe it's been eighty three. Have you forgotten me? Possibly, not likely I think you just might be scared? afraid? I think you're not ready keeping your eye on me watch the way you think Black—and blue—and pink Overthink, think, overthink Eighty three Work 8 to 3, release Please, I need to leave an hour early How can this be? I looked in your eyes with anxiety What could you want from me? Why Why do I love you so? So, so much love— Why? Why do I love you so much, love? This is a ‘look-but-don't-touch' love A ‘never-you-mind' ‘such-and-such' love. Why won't you tell me goodbye, love? Pick up the phone just to try, love? The tension is making me cry, love... You know I just want to get high, love. Why? Why am I like this? Why can't I fight this? I wanted to try this, to see what it's like— I don't like it. I don't like it at all I'm beginning...beginning to fall, Back in love, love—why? This is above love. Why, love— Why do I love you so much? MoonSun And Ooh-- You don't need me, like I need you Oh-- I know you miss me, Like I miss you but Ohh-- You don't need me, like I need you Oh-- THere's no tellin Nothing that I wouldn't do for you But you don't need me, like I need you Elohim You are so Perfect Sparkling eyes Silouhette Smile So Wonderful Your voice could carry me miles And I'd Follow you Follow you Into the blue world You are so Beautiful Practically perfect in every way Pratically perfect, that's all I can say-- Practically perfect; and thank you for making my Day today I wish you everything I wish you peace I wish you joy and love I hope you keep it Please don't remember me I am only a ghost--but-- What you are to me Is so sweet Have this: keep t Here, I hve this…. Secret. (Whispered: I love you.) You are so You are so You are so You are so Lovely, love I'm not in love, but-- Love, I-- Love you {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

Maybe it's a secret weapon Maybe it's a blessing Maybe it's a lesson Maybe It's a curse Maybe it's the way I'm supposed to learn, I'm guessing Maybe's only make It worse, Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe it's the sunrise Maybe it's a surprise Maybe it's my disguise I don't know Maybe it's some that place I should go I love my ‘home' But I'm all alone, so— Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe I'm just crazy Maybe I'm your baby Maybe I'll be saving planet earth One day Maybe I'm just dying I'm so sick of crying But I won't stop trying, no Maybe you're the greatest Maybe I'm the latest Maybe fill my plate with Everything I hate Maybe I'm too late, but Maybe I've been waiting Lately I've been dreaming Of us So just Bare with me Certainly In love With you No maybes. Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me, too (Empathy) Maybe it's my Purple Heart Maybe this is just the start Maybe we are just apart For now Maybe it's your pretty eyes Maybe it's the moonlight nights Maybe I'm just star struck Right now Right now Right now Maybes make everything better. Cross my heartHope to dieWish I never seen your eyesI'm emptyDidn't see a thingI just heard a ringing in my earsI heard you thought I wanted diamond ringsNahI'm just singing these songs you wrote to myselfI just put your name in the book on my shelf, titled“Things I'll get to later.”And I will,I have Will powerAnd you have Will I Am's number on standby LOL (Skrill-I-Am--who said that???)And I'll probably fly standby next time I fly...Because...yes, I was looking right at you—Write about it? I have to;I'm half blue—and the music in my queue is half you,So what am I supposed to do—?Just not?What am I supposed to say? I said“Stop. Get out of my head.”Perhaps if I had a bed, I'd let you in itCause you've been in my head, already—there's no closer than thatAnd I can't hide from the shadows you cast on the inside of my eyelids anymore than I can the darkness of my skin, or the coldness of my spirit;My heart is just as warm as ever, though—and you can hear it...Sunken, syncing to the rhythms of any beat loud enough to rock it out of the lucid dream I fell intoWeeks ago,Weeks before I saw your eyes,weeks before I heard the lies that I could be,Would beWas chosen—But I won't be, that's not my place in this world; my place is to see you and wonder, and watch, and wait—And listen to the words nobody else can hear,When your music speaks.Maybe “I see you” was accurate—Maybe “I hear you “is all that's leftMaybe “I feel you” about sums it up. But “I love you.” Is what I would say, And you? Never.Because we don't know each other,We're just in the same places a lot;And most of those places are just,Extended parking lots where old would gather in the twisted moonlight...And the moonlight...That was the other thing I saw.Until next time. Got me stress eatingIn-n-out of meetings all dayIn-n-out sounds okay“No, you're out.”Sounds okayOkay—Are you ok?Not like Annie—I mean, you can be—But that's not really my thing;Quick fling for some bling without a diamond ringI don't fuck with thatAnd you can ask my ex, is we fuckin?Nah, I'm over thatPut me on the guillotine—Read between the linesI was fuckin doing everythingFuckin doing fineI was on my grind—Didn't have the time for noExplaining why the fuck I go and listen to sublimeI hate the lime-lightPay attention to me harder andI just mightLose it been Losin it since before it was a hit, and I admit—I miss the shit I came up on,I admit:I miss the days where I had fun andP.S.- yes I'm the best at passing a testDon't need to study the materialIs really all here—just pay attentionAttention deficit disorder;My auntie a hoarder but I'm borderline everything:You feelin me? Scary Monsters, and… In silent desperation Waiting for a cause To the effect of your reflection Pretty is, is pretty does Nothing breaks like a heart, and This is the heartland Careful where you tread Every corner has a landmine Surpassing hunger's grip There are monsters in your midsts Awakened demons in the Light and darkness calmly came upon us Resting is the wicked But my blindness is in hoping Certainty was lovely But I had to move away Merry Christmas Merry Christmas My wishlist is full of Equipment I need, To complete me: I need me to make me a star, but only so I can afford to go far And be single; Go tell Kris Kringle He missed me-- I don't have a chimney; but I have a fire Inside My Heart. (Well, I guess it's a start--) Nevermind, Merry Christmas Merry Christmas My tree is at Mildred E. Mathias Gardens, so Pardon my lack of decor, It's horrible, send me an angel For the top of my tree cause thee last Starr I had broke The spirit of Christmas-- (And half of my face, so) Half of me is so displaced, And, the other half's floating in space Somewhere, and... I miss my son Bearr, but I can't be there-- It's unfair how Awareness is blinding me barren I'd fly through Mcarren today if I could, I would. I would. I would. ...just to say Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. I saw myself skateboarding Through all the hallways, here Wearing a Santa Suit Handing out Kandi's And blasting my favorite DJs; The music of Music producers who made me… It's crazy, but lately I'm fasting & praying-- Pretending i'd be there with Bells on in Texas-- I miss my Lexus, but I'll drive this Pontiac, back to my boy; That's my Ode De Joy, Merry Christmas. (I'm Sorry that I had to miss this, dismiss this intention I set, miss my favorite set-- (1, 2, 3 times, a charm) I'll just tattoo my arm Lost the bet, but I can't lose this job; I was robbed of my Christmas, cause Corporate owns me-- I'm ever so lonely O Holy Night, I mean Oh, Holy shit: You're right-- I forgot To name all the Monsters and Sprites Despite all my tries, No surprise-- It's the light in my eyes Dying on this Christmas Night Turn Off The Lights I'll Miss Lights All Night Merry Christmas. Unfortunately, my Time isn't mine these double-pay days aren't worth all i'm losing but I'm losing my, losing my Mind And my youth to the fact That if I don't come back I'll fade Back To Black At the end of the act and I won't have a job, so I don't know, I guess this is my Merry Christmas. Chopstixx And this is me Eating with chopsticks, with two hands So hungry So empty Waiting for someone to love me. Screens ...and I can't see the world you live in Silver screens and digital, digital scenes So serene, the sea I swim in; See the natural world. With Light & Love There is light, shine it You are love, define it 333 The world is waking up (The world is waking up) But I was just asleep (I was asleep/I was asleep) If the world was just a dream (If life is but a dream) Then this is reality. Death Wish I live in this place, that I hate Blank slate, and slated; contemplated suicide, once or twice but not now not now— I just have a death wish. All my past selves are colliding; I've been inviting the chaos, and wondering why, why, why I must live inside of a digital box Nothing lasts always, outside of the cloud Nothing lasts always, mom would be proud (if I) Nothing lasts always, look in the mirror and wonder who myself is— Maybe it's selfish, but I have a death wish I live in this space, I've created I cannot hate it, it's comfortable, peaceful, relaxed and though i've been abandoned by man, I just dance, I don't wanna hold hands right now, right now Nothing lasts always, outside of the cloud Nothing lasts always, mom would be proud (if I) Nothing lasts always, look in the mirror and wonder How could I How could I How could I Be myself. Spider Bites Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites It's right outside my window paneAnd the pain I have insideCombination of guilt and prideI can't hide in this placeI almost died in this place Now everyone thinks I'm a liarI'd set it on fire,Watch it burn—The city to which I could never return. Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites Sleeping In Spider Bites Songs in my head that I can't writeWrongs I can't rightMy clothes are too tight,I just mightI just mightDie in this place Face it, look at this faceDisfigured and fakeDarkened and sunbakedDisgraceful, I hate itAnd maybe I waited too longThought I was just being strong Now everyone thinks I'm a liarI'd set it on fire,Watch it burn—The city to which I could never return. Sleeping with spidersWaking to sounds of silenceI see the lightSleeping in spider bites Sleeping In Spider Bites Sleeping In Spider Bites 1:15 AM Little lonely planetSpinning on my axisI don't need my glassesTo feelLittle lonely ladyMisses little babyAttracted to you latelyToo realI'm sorry, it's been cloudyThis can't be about meIn a crowd you can't seeMy faceStanding in a cornerFighting for my honorNo this isn't reallyMy placeI'm a space cadetSucked in a vacuumAnd I'm losing itThought I could find youThe stars look so marvelousI never thought it could beI guess it wasn't meantFor me Nobody's Type Everybody got preferences, Don't need to be checking my references You say that I'm hella exotic I say that your energy's toxic Bad mind be robotic I'm not sick—I'm not shit It's obvious: you're oblivious And she's envious of my (shhhh) Why? Trust Fall Trust the process, don't let go. Synesthesia Sensory overload I saw the sun explode I know I've been exposed To those (x3) echoes Runner Twin (True Flame) Shh. Don't speak, Just feel—it's real. I love you. Yellow. I sense that it's mellow... And running away—it's ok— I'm insane & slightly deranged... But I love you; If that's not true, I don't know what is—cause I know what love is. Please forgive me for my sins— My subconscious wins me over, And over and over, overthinking unclearly too wearily depresses my synthesis...this unlimited energy is consumed in rage and hatred, self pity and witty phenomena nobody can seem to explain—what's wrong with my brain, to be this way? What's wrong with my eyes, to see this way? I see the world changing a different way—less humanity, more insanity—like me, but more of a calamity; a catastrophe, actually. But, I love you. I'll always love you. I'll always love you. I'll always love. 48 Days Later Desperate? That's how it gets It's been about 48 days of this shit I'm crazed for this shit Been dazed. Extra? You betcha. I'm not trying to hear it Not trying to go near it I stay clear of it SHUT THE FUCK UP. I need peace And then you woke me up My life was in pieces And you're having fun? Dissecting me at intersections Sending me in opposite directions Wasting my energy Wasting the synergy that could be If you would be Listening to me as much as I HEAR YOU. Stay clear of me, I don't want you near me Do you hear me? I need to be satisfied Not made to cry Or made to think I should shut up and die (By the way, I hate black guys.) So fire away. Hands Sign language The new divine language This anguish is vacant; Apologies, this isn't me. I'm squinting, trying to see The light? It's bright. “Silence so I see...” I smile pleasantly At me I Live Here I live here 15 more days I'm not paying your way Cute trick, but okay This is lame ... I live here; I heard all your lies, By passing the time— I'm just a passerby But I try...not to cry. It's a synthesis... I meant this shit. 3 Times Is A Charm I hate goodbyes Cause you never said it I hate replies Cause you never sent it I hate good highs, I'll admit it; Cause I know what's below 3 times, and you know— Something bad's coming. I'm Dun Been abandoned about 100 times Not gonna take it at another person's pace I'm not running in someone else's race This is my place This is my new place Haste makes waste; Now I'm done for. Cryy Just another ghost I ain't gonna cry about it I'm not gonna boast I'm not gonna cry about it (Pshhh. Burnt toast) I ain't gonna lie about it Almost Not even gonna try about it So close I ain't gonna cry about it I ain't gonna cry about it Patience. Alaska 8, LA -3 Not smart enough? That's tough. Not brave enough? That's ruff Got fat on ya? That's fluff— Enough stuff—have a puff. Must Be ADD Must be hard to be Jon Must be hard to have 9 TVs on Must be hard to be hard Must be hard to fuck blondes Must be hard to go on-and-on... Must be. On Me Wear my heart on my sleeve; If you died I would grieve you I didn't believe you There were two blue planets Dammit— Thought I had you at “Are you okay?” But it's just me. So, sorry… it must be hard Being on guard all the time Don't know what your life is like Won't try to guess I'm just obsessed because you're blessed if this a test I know I failed. And if I was you— I prolly woulda bailed On me. So-So Sorry sorry, I worry-worry No one will love me Like I love the world. And I do know you— But I do owe you an apology... Technology...is too much for me Wiki is the key, and I won't look 3 times. You know who you are; You set the bar too high. Now it's too late Another obsession— I'm just a mental case. Sorry honey. You looked at me funny... And I fell apart. That was the start Of another broken heart Priest Not suicidal Fuck an idol Music is like my bible I'm liable to read it to you, Judas. Alaska's On Fire Smoke & Rain Purple mountains Burning fire Red sun Lights & lazers Celebration Never ending Have fun Goodbye, I Love You Twisted state of consciousness This world is in Chaos I lost you at “hello.” Hey Mr. Mojo Risin There's smoke on the horizon For miles...tired eyes don't lie; Look at the sky— Wondering ‘why' I Do This is what love is at a distance Had you and then gone in an instant Now you're just one of my wishes upon a flower Danced into the midnight hour Wondered why I turn a shade of blue Brighter than the planet that I knew I love you— From a distance. I'm sorry that I missed this chance. Just let me have final dance. I know the moments passed, true... Want to think I know you like I do. “I Fell ” Throwing elbows Who the hell knows How many times I've been hit How many times I've been choked Exploded and exposed to the officers, the Lucifer I married first And what's worse is I kept my mouth shut, even after he split it open— I was hopin he'd at least open his heart Instead he departed the apartment Started Making threats about all his regrets, Left a mess and tested me with suicidal tendencies— Almost beat me dead and instead of feeling anything I said? He ran off. Left me with scars on my head— Blood on the walls, and the bed Red Lips Always Lie; You know why? I had two babies cryin' And he's flyin down the highway Tryin to meet with a “friend” Only told two people then, Lied to the rest of the world: Was Peggy's best girl Till he literally rocked my world. I said “oh, I hurt my face doing push ups” but I couldn't look up for a week, couldn't talk through my teeth, couldn't eat couldn't sleep— Lost my power, got weak And I think to myself “Why did I ever go back?” Lacked the confidence to leave— But now my heart's on my sleeve, And my sleeves are uneven, Cause I'm still grievin Might have still had two sons If I had just packed up And run away. Instead, I'm alone today. You predator, I'm the prey... But I still pray for you. Hunger Within ‘What are you hungry for?' Always wanting more One's not enough— But two is too many. Is anything worth remembering? Rainbows round the sun; Halos round the moon “I didn't see anything... I didn't hear shit.” Maybe you were too lit— Maybe it was legit magic I thought it was fantastic, either way I only wanted you to play With me Stay With me Dance With me—mama Mia— I see everything History Mystery... Destroying “me” The longest ego death that ever was, “Never was.” “...fuck it.” I wish To dismiss Your sweet kiss on my lips Fuck it. Fuck it. When life gives you golf balls, you learn to drive— And you learn to thrive taking care of people too fucked up to take care of themselves. Top shelf liquor, top shelf buds Everyone uses something Everybody uses somebody Being Aliocha What does that mean? I'm hearing things, it seems Electricity, energy My family and friends taunting me Codeswitch How do You go, from ‘me—to you Did what you had to do Did what you wanted to: You're you. Seems like codeswitching Is bitching at people While listening to people Complain Seems like somebody is trying to get me a label of being insane Seems like somebody is making me crazy on purpose to play with my brain Seems like I'm just watching shadows and ghosts listening, whispering my name Motion, Words & Wisdom Part paranoia— And part defense system Am I just sick? Or am I a victim. You're speaking when you're speaking You stop thinking when I'm thinking Meanwhile I keep repeating— Motions, words—wisdom. Deja Friendly faces Looking in my eyes— Telling me something; yet saying another. “What?”, I ask. He answers “I'm here” I'm hearing his voice... On his presence I ponder. I wonder how much is true: ‘Who made who?' It's Deja Vu—I cant help it. Obsession is insanity, I felt it—I still do It's still you—I love you It's fucked up, I miss you; Goodbye then...I'll say it no issue. 16 Clubhouse Avenue I'm in the chamber of love The chamber of love Looked up and and I saw you I feel you just above ground And I'm calling you down, down You're the one I'm thinking of Seagulls and doves Hand in the sand and i draw you If I step into the sea I would probably drown, drown Swaying in the sound of deafness Can't you see that I'm so reckless Keep me waiting leave me breathless And I'm dancing to the sound of my heartbeat The sound of your heartbeat Melting away in the body heat Keeping the Rhythm with my feet (With harmony) Dancing to the sound of our heartbeat Living on love street Babe I can't wait till we next meet Keeping the rhythm with my feet Turned the page, I thought the show was done I was only trying to have some fun Lo$t This is not the place for you Turn away There is something better You are so alone in this world We are not your friends here Look at how you've grown This is now, and the times have changed you You will not be safe. . . Go collect your thoughts You're a ghost Look at what you wasted Dancing by yourself The world has eaten all your trust The embodiment of emptiness And empathy, at best Finally flew the coop And then retreated to your nest Go get some rest, bird Be seen and not heard This world is absurd Take away the night Take away the light Baby, I saw you take flight Feeling like something's not right... Fighting with all of your might Turn up the lights Feeling like somethings not right You're not out of mind, but I beg you to get out of sight You're blind tonight You're too precious for this restlessness No freedom on the guest list, this Is one of life's great lessons: Go home early, count your blessings Exxchange I swing like a Pendulum, pendulum, pendulum My mind is on the run Swing like a pendulum, pendulum, pendulum I'm in a party of one Be And if you love something, Let it go And if you lose someone Let them free That's all you'll ever be (is love) That's all you'll be You'll be Bass Canyon 2k19 Refrain? You're insane We had this conversation on the plane Ignoring all the pain inside You watched me walk away I'm afraid you got paid And in the end that it was made To make me kill myself again This is the world that I live in This is my universe (You said it was ours) This is my universe (I watched you for hours) This is my universe (I sent you pretty flowers) No you didn't Watched you spin it I was crying every minute Saw your heart and I was in it Played your part because you been it Can't connect you to [bleeped] J** S***** But I really can't admit it You're a secret You're a savior You're my planet You're my flavor Honey, do yourself a favor And just tell me what you savor You're a genius You're a vibe I'm just glad that you're alive If you won't let me join your tribe? I guess I'll have to build my hive Queen Bee LSD Made me who I'm ‘sposed to be Haven't even dosed you see: I don't need no ecstasy I haven't been smoking weed But sometimes that's the thing I need You planted all of satans seed The world I see is full of greed Changed my body Cause you put your Hands between my thighs And you were sposed to be my guy I think about you all the time And you know why Secret passwords and some rules I can apply When I walked by the place It's no mistake I peeked in through your eye The West Wing Take someone suicidal, Put them in a box Take away the freedom Take away the sun Laugh because they're hurting Learn to roll your eyes Keep them even longer When they call out all your lies Joyful, joyful I cannot trust No one's loyal Attitude adjustment I was spoiled rotten with Candy and soda But that causes everything, everything to start over Pick your poison Prescription or addiction Look to the horizon Never see the sun Venice Venture I loved you the moment I saw you; With wonder I finally saw you— Where is your soul? I wanted to hold you, I wanted to keep you whole Jumped into a hole and thought of you Jumped into a hole, and— I saw there were two I wanted to fill it... But wanted to feel you, too. Pod Of magic and memories Wonder and light Have you picked all your pennies Washed all your stones Counted your blessings Rested your bones? God rest your soul Praise The Skyy I missed work, But I found the rainbow I found myself But I dropped my halo I don't know about tomorrow But my futures so bright, I— Might just be the light, I— Might just see the sun-light Through the cloudy days Amazing, Praise the sky Origins When we were the ocean (echo) Before Father Time Remembrance of the divine It just was Nothing and everything Happened at once Just because It was all just an accident The happiest accident The world We were We are We are still here I am You are. We are still here. You Are What You Wiah Be careful what you wish for All of them come true Be careful what you wish for Nothing is ever untrue If it's there In your heart—in your soul In the place that dreams are made In the place that you were born from Your spirit speaks, So listen: Do not let go of what you know You have always known it Wishes Wishes Wishes are your truth Be careful what you wish for Your wishes become you. AlllStaR We're not finished yet, Chuck Taylor The journey hadn't ended— You've been on this expedition— And we've walked for miles and miles We have danced below the sunlight Even glided with the moon, right in the Heart and in the eye Of something-city. It never really mattered, being pretty Till it hit me: I could prob'ly buy the world, if I were free. Back to Abbot Kinney There is something we forgot The plot thickens like my waistline— All the sugar they refine, a goldmine Rotting minds and taking time away— Life away—if sad you eat, then sad you'll stay; Don't say it, today is just you cheating on yourself Your shelf life's not as long as your lifeline— Each palm a psalm, To each his own To teach, to own It's a lonely, road But if only, only... (From Holes) ‘If only, if only the woodpecker sigh... The bark on the tree was as soft as the skies... As [the] wolf waits below, both hungry and lonely—he cries to the moon ‘if only, if only' All is Well We don't need another song about... Because they're all about... And all my songs are about... Left it open, But it slammed behind me And I loved the sound Because it was meant to be Left it cracked, Like the egg that I am And I am in my own shell All is well All is well Butterflyy I am beside myself I am inside myself Abiding by rules I might have made Siiickness Bless You/ Fuck You Depends on the day Achoo—sorry— I hope you're okay. Left on time, but they— Found a way —for making me Pay for it Pay for it Pay for my way to get paid But Half of their shit is delayed (Bus-Bus/ Bus-Bus) [a waltz] (2/3) (Traiiin?) But Half of me probably made Up My mind “I'm fine.” I'm not. But— This life makes me want to give Love “What's up?” I'm down, ‘whaddup'? I need some friends Fill up (J fry, am I—am I—am...) My Cup No. Love? No. The plug? No. Sorry for bugging you, but “What?” ‘I'm up—what?' “Wake up, Love—“ Love? ... R3AL What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? What is love/ What is real? SUPA And You can't wear your heart on your sleeve With an S on your Chest But you have to believe You can do it Western Lights Diffractions in traffic Aurora Borealis Love The World Hate my job Hate my face Hate my life Hate this place Love the world Hate my life Hate my hair Hate my thighs Love is there Love the world Believe in Everything, have something To wake up for Believe in Everything, it's only Time to go When you say so, so Love the world Heart—Sleeve Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you Hate myself Hate myself Hate myself Love you More and more Don't Go Like the sunlight reflects off the snow I just hope that you know That I love you Don't go I love you— Don't go I love you— You know And we're just two gaseous planets passing by Twinkling I'm your eyes Ships passing in the night Wannabee i wanna be alone i wanna be alone i wanna be alone Don't wanna be lonely Need someone to hold me I only need one But since there's no one... Stare into the sun I just wannabe— Wanna be Wanna be Wanna be (Wanna be?) Done One Just one me Just one world Just one tree; Just one girl M&C Misery loves company Misery loves company Misery loves company And misery is company— You're losin' me. Planets And we're just two gaseous planets passing by Twinkling I'm your eyes Ships passing in the night Noontime Take me to the Grammys I wanna meet the family I'm tryna keep it classy But the world is pretty trashy My license is a class C I'm average as I can be I want the presidency, so Somebody educate me Back To, Unh I'm late for my train Plain Jane, plain insane Look up, I see a plane I eat weight and then I gain it Clarissa, I can't explain it I wax it and then I wane it Phone Home like I'm Little Wayne, bitch I say ‘bitch' but then I hate it I hate bread but then I ate it I love cheese and so I grate it I love food and so I plate it Love DRuGs I love getting faded But lately the world is jaded So (Sung, nah-nah) I stay sober—found a four leaf clover Frozen in October Alaska getting colder When they say it's over, I linger, Get closer I need more exposure Cause I am getting older This instagram is closure No selfies and no posers Close your—mouth please Lose your spouse please Because he took your house keys (Choking sounds, gasping for air) I need fucking therapy— A doctor who won't lock me up A friend who won't block me out for keeping up with my fitness Do you get this? No. You don't know. Nobody really understands my self destruction plan But I don't really ‘need' a man, Because I wrote “I am” And, “And.” And—this is my Land ‘This is our world This is our sand' (box) Thinking about getting dread Locks I don't need headphones I need Aux— ‘I want to hold your hand' Awwwwsss— Walks on the beach I am a beached whale I am a teacher I'm gonna set sail Build me a church and steeple and steal from the people So tax free so evil Evil knieval midevil Shirts I was trippin on shirts Avoiding them flirts, the worst Laying me down in a hearse I never rehearse Live my whole life in reverse— I'm Benjamin button It hurts-hurts The world is George Lucas's first, Work From something to nothin, It works, church From First and to Last Every verse, verse Somebody come help break this Curse curse Demons in my universe—verse Remember you asked who came first—first (Two times?) ...it was the egg. Go break a leg. I don't have to beg I'm going to Vegas. Bitch I'm gonna be famous Bitch I'm already A-List Bitch I'm friends with the greatest Sun and the Moon and the stars were my latest design ‘Bitch you look fine' I promise, I'm not Promises, promises Thought I forgot ©racked Hacked Maybe because I'm black Maybe because they thought I'd attack Maybe cause I'm stacked with knowledge—I acknowledge I wanna go back to college to polish it I don't know what to call this shit; Trying to be an activist but I legit don't have the time or a spare fucking dime Bus lines wasting my time Wrote the bus song on my own vibe I don't write songs all of the time, But when I do, I use blue and my ‘Do' frame of miiind. Gotta find the right sound pack Gotta get a new backpack Gotta be myself, that's whack I can't go back I can't take that Can't fake facts: I've been hacked For no reason, that's stupid I left right on time Apple reads minds now, Google makes plans now I hope google plans how to explain how they made me insane picking at my brain— Need my phone to get by, Need my GPS or I digress, I'll leave my fucking phone at home— Cause I can find north, of course—- West is the beach and this beached whale sprouted legs and they can Walk for miles and miles It might be awhile to apply my airline miles, But I got different styles or writing I'm sick of fighting with myself— Pull the trigger already “No, you've already written too much about such and such, so—that would expose those who only hope you turn up your nose and, put a gun down your throat” Oh. Started working on my suicide note, And I wrote about how, now, I can't even go around without the sound of the 3 people dragging me down in my stupid Little Head. Nam Dama Mi That's an inner thought: Keep it to yourself Put it on the shelf, You're a mad man Do you remember me? I am the stars you see And the answer that you seek, Is the blinding light. Fight the tide, You're hiding— Wasting the days Resting Rest In Peace to the Rest of them, Following everyone's footsteps They're practically sheep, but You keep keeping up with them Friends? If only, if only. Depends on If you're feeling lonely, I guess. Do you remember yourself? She was healthy Do you remember her death? Falling victim to captive Both weakened and wealthy Was he, who Could see you Practically couldn't believe you Who was that? Inherited panic attacks from your past— Life goes on. Dos Mi like Viven LA or en Vegas? Dos You a writer or you tryna do this music? Dos Feel like eating pizza, chocolate, tacos mames? Dos Is dat hoe in buena o es muchas mala? Dos Laundromat Undercover 88 Crown Vic Victory is mine History is mine Hollywood bungalow Yucca & Vine Fine line between champagne & wine White lie When I say “I'm fine” Fine dining, I have no spine Calling the bank cause my card was Declined Ladder I climb I'm falling behind The children born after me Never you mind It's such a catastrophe Body & Mind Listen to Skrillex to help me unwind I need my glasses, Please help me find them I cannot see you— I'm Daphne I'm blind *gasp* “Are you okay?!” No—not today I fast and I pray that you won't go away I fast and I pray cause I need you to stay Good-hey, good, I need you to play My favorite songs when I go to the rave My favorite favorite favorite place One day they'll probably send me to space Because I belong to an alien race Cree-Cree phone home... I hate my phone I hate the phony Instagram hoes I hate my body Wanna go home Death is a freedom When we all fall asleep, Where do we roam? Noam Chomsky Write me a poem Cute pomsky— Wish I could show em. Dog show in dogtown You know what's up The tide is down I said surf's up If up is down Enough's enough I'll prob'ly drown Out Sounds How Now Brown Cow Tell Father Time That time is now There is no past There is no “how” There is no “try” There's only “do” There is no “I” There is no “you” The universe is 2+2 It all adds up It's all in view You know what's up And I do too For you are I, and I am you Absolutely: whooo are you? I am, he is, You are, he is, You are I am We are I am They are I am Me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Sunny, sunny days Happy birthdays 60 earth days, or so I've been crazy, so... Here it goes. I chose you, And I don't suppose you know Cause I don't know you— Don't owe you an apology, But apologies, please accept these Tokens of appreciation For all the elation, and sensations I'm so sorry. The complexity of energy astounds me— Came around on day 2 of EDC just to see you, And I missed it. Lost it cause I lost track of time trying to find the reason why a certain guy wouldn't leave my side— And that's fine; he has a nice vibe But I've a one-track mind for your type of guy I'm kind of blind, but I can read between the lines— Every other song was a sign That you could be my guide; Already supplied me with doses of medication; alien communication I thought—not really, you're just really good at being smart So... Thank you I'm sorry I love you I miss you I was misused and abused, which confused me...like I said, sincerely— I'm sorry, Sonny. Sorry, sorry. You might find it funny, but nobody loves me the way I love music. I'm too sick to cope, And I hope you're okay. I really hope you're okay. I really hope you're okay. Cause now I just can't get it off my mind—didn't mind whoever's hands between my thighs— The vibe attracted me. Disastrously drunk, perhaps, But I collapsed at the showers— Waited in line bout an hour hearing “Skrillex-skrillex-skrillex” Nose to the ground, constantly looking around, thinking: “Well they couldn't be talking about me...” Because you wouldn't be thinking about me— I've had dogs barking at me for weeks, i think, so— Please excuse me when I say I'm crazy for you. Don't have a clue about your personal life— But a guy with a wife is off limits. I don't have a clue, true. You could be anything. Wikipedia would know, but I won't go there— And I wouldn't go over the rail for the purple water bottle— Went full-throttle on no-energy... What can I say? Sorry again. Sorry my life depends on your music—I can't mend your heart or recommend a friend—just another loose-end to this never ending story. I don't know who you are, And you might know who I am— Thought I saw you dancing as I laid down—thought I was making your face out... Thought I could be your predecessor, but really I'm just a word processor and don't possess any talent—granted, I've taken for granted and taken advantage of too much time Undressed you with my eyes the first time I saw you spinnin—I'm just living life in my own skin, and I've never been “the chosen one” Which is why I run away so fast... When things are too good to be true, I remember all my shades of blue I thought maybe you knew about the two planets. I thought maybe that this was your blanket. I thought maybe that sweater was a letterman's jacket To whatever team you're on— But that super hot blonde with the best outfit on... Seemed your type. When I'm right, I'm right. And when I'm wrong, I'm wrong. And it's always Sunny in Philadelphia... But it's always Sonny on iTunes And always Skrillex on Spotify Mr. Mojo didn't die, He lives inside our hearts. You started it. I wanted it too badly. Ray bands and your hands under my covers... We could be lovers In a perfect world. Thank you for the music. I'm listening. Anna The prettiest girl in the world came to me and she said “I wanna look like you.” And I could not believe her, Let my energy deceive her Cause I, cause I Wanted to look like her more. She said “ohh, I want hair like that” And I watched her stare, like that Thing on my head was a Bright shooting star; haily's comet I'd not let myself believe it Cause I wanted to look like her, more. Anna, you perfect thing Anna, the prettiest girl that I've ever seen Anna, please don't— Close those pretty brown eyes, Your manna. Anna, you're what's the matter with me Can't you see? I wanna look just like you. Intense (Like Camping) Moon shaped eyes Shadowcast lies She silently cries As her memory dies Erase it away Just live for today Don't cry Just learn to lie better You know you're better off When you're off on your own There's nobody there, you're just dreaming It's not really cold, you're just sleeping— It never happened, you're dying inside, Keeping a secret, holding your pride back tonight second guessing your eyes— It's no surprise Slept until sunrise. Just Know Wherever you are in the world Whatever you do with your life Whoever you take as your wife Know that I love you I'm sending you wishes of love Protections from heavens above I am the owl and the dove So just know that I love you It's too much It's too soon Saw your face Met my doom I've been pacing in my room Know that I Know that I— — cannot hear your name again The world that I've been living in Is filled with taunting, torturous And ridiculing, I cant stand it, I— Stand it, I— Never had to clutch a pillow admire weeping willows; Just know. Tears will never ever tell your secrets I told you it was sacred, I would keep it; Just know. Can't reach out Drowning in sorrow and self doubt Would hate to Be left on The list of millions Hoping they can have you So I don't hope I'm holding onto rope Unwrap the heartstring Hope it's long enough To tie onto the chandelier You've seen me so much this year I'm hanging myself, hanging on Hanging on To you… So just know that I love you. In Hate [With Myself] Fat is ugly As I am As I am Black is ugly As I am As I am Would I believe in myself If I had beauty? Would I believe in myself If I was happy? Would I believe in myself Maybe, not likely I just want to die in peace At peace With peace Just as much as I have Love To give Forgive, me, Love For I am in Hate with myself Hate myself I'm in hate with myself Maybe too late for myself Maybe too late for myself Hate is ugly As I am As I am Fear is ugly As I am As I am Life is ugly As I am Thank You, You're Beautiful I Hate The ugly I see When I look in the mirror, But Thank you Because you Are beautiful. I Hate The sound Of My voice When I'm singing Over the radio But thank you Because you are Beautiful Something inside me Is fighting The blinding Light I so wish I was whole I'm the whole world I'm told to stay positive But I am positive Someone wants me Dead within the decade Mother Earth I am unpredictable Superstitious Unreliable Be my witness I'm not Rick I'm toxic I'm nauseous And conscious CAKE Any food is food, to a man who's holding hunger; Hunger's only boredom to the man who carries stress; Freedom is the wish of every man who works for wishes— Woman carries manhood in the pockets of her dress. Smog Check Back to blue skies Under clouds of waste That we can't see But we created All the world is somewhat jaded So get faded— wade in the wata; Pollution is notta problem When you got a lot of em When you got a lot of em Life is everlasting Blur (Lifeless En Motion) To be lifeless in motion; A cascading glimpse At the thought of emotion Miss me by inches No wish of devotion. Sifting so silently; Lifeless In motion. Judgement Day My body was a trial Crazy, Stupid, Hungry, Tired It hurts so bad You're on the road And I'm alone I just stuff my fat face with Anything that might Make me feel loved Everyone knows that I'm (crazy) Every one knows that I'm (stupid) Everyone knows that I'm (hungry) But no one knows that I'm TIRED Of living this lie So I wish I would die In my sleep But I keep on repeating This cycle It's sweeping my mind I find it hard to believe If I meet you again In your eyes and you'd smile I smile for your voice and Yes I'll always love you Shame on me Everyone knows that I'm (crazy) Every one knows that I'm (stupid) Everyone knows that I'm (hungry) But no one knows that I'm TIRED But no one knows that I'm But no one knows that I'm But no one knows that I'm On my last lifetime Home Is Where The Art Is I have panic attacks on the bus every morning— Google maps throwing me off and often, losing my mind trying to find where I'm going; There's no place like roaming There's no place like home I have heart attacks leaving the conference room, coffee stand— Hand-in-Hand with the grand that's Bi-weekly directly deposited, hoping— There's no place for coping There's no place like home I wander by walls wearing eyes, making footsteps Unlikely I'm leading the blind, all behind me I'm finding the line is too fine to determine My side Side-by-side mirror images, Interesting concept: “Conception at birth” How abstract, subtracting Distractions, passing concessions & sundries covering all my expressions Of joy Enjoying Chos in color Home is where the art is. Bouts of insomnia, Battling bullet wounds; Inspiration's a gift of disaster— But soon, knives forks and spoons, A lamp for my room, and a broom, too; Home is where the art is. I'm in the cocoon, for now— Still learning how to be beautiful, Creating a canvas on my back, seeing— Everything, everyday. On my way On my way On my way to being Home. Fr33 Just the idea of being free Makes me in love with me Catch The Sun When we all fall asleep And the sun drifts away Some people stay up To Make up Theworld of next day There is no ‘tomorrow' So follow yourself Swallow it whole, The World: You are the whole Thing. Open your eyes-- All of them. Brownies & Lemonade I see lemonade everywhere But where are the brownies (Am I the brownie?) On my honor, I-- Will do. Nike shoes, maybe in a shade of blue I'm myself, because of U Saw through new eyes, today Something I never saw, at all And I fall in love With love With love-- With Love WIth U (Remember Me?) Whose Moon Is It, Anyway? All the bad vibes are alive on this moonlight night At least this is my last, last life BLU World I have been lost in a world of blue, wishing to share the world with you. Watch it turn from blue— to brown— to blue Drowned in the future Doubt there's a future Now is the future, they say They're watching you throw it away. HOWSLAW Superstitions coming true Tripped over a bag— I just wanted a flag or a backpack I went back for you [For] Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Justice Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Life Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for Lost and Forgotten Spirits Fasting and praying for Fasting and praying for You my love I am truth, I am light I am freedom in the night I am watching demons fight (In the night, they take flight) There's a spirit in my (Spirit in my) head and I can Hear it, In my bed the recollection of a voice I truly love Fasting and praying and fasting and praying and fasting and praying and…. Forgive me. Sunny Sunday I sent some love your way In my own world I can stay Hidden, Kept secret Give Victoria the secret, You may wonder if she'll keep it the devil gave her all the weapons to be cloaked in all the beauty of a body fit for lingerie angels never go away demons dance and play and wait for you to make mistakes Sheep adorned with lace perfect body, perfect face make Charisma avoid Karma and put Pleasure in her place. Find your place and keep it Lock away your secrets You may not believe it, but: The only world is you Sunny Sundays Crashing waves to the west And I wish you the best I just wish you the best A.D.D.E.R.A.L.L. And they won't give me Adderall Cause then I would rule the world Then I could rule the world ‘Who does this girl think she is, caring?' They won't give me things that would help me to mend the world Cause that would mean theirs is ending Fiends can't be friends and reflections, expectations of men in the eye of the beholding blind, leading wild, tides—moonlight fight with the demons he sent in the night, You're right: Stay in tonight. And they won't give her adderall because they know that she would fall in love with herself “Just kill yourself.” She came back to haunt herself— wanted off this planet, poisonous planet you poisoned humanity (poisoning, poisoning) Any Moore I don't wanna be me, anymore I just missed my chance to be free because ugly is wearing your face out Half of the time, I just space out Cadet Kelly, hellishly envious Losing respect, losing time— I need more. MaybEmpathy Maybe it's a secret weapon Maybe it's a blessing Maybe it's a lesson Maybe It's a curse Maybe it's the way I'm supposed to learn, I'm guessing Maybe's only make It worse, so Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe it's the sunrise Maybe it's a surprise Maybe it's my disguise I don't know Maybe it's some that place I should go I love my ‘home' But I'm all alone, so Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me (Empathy) Maybe I'm just crazy Maybe I'm your baby Maybe I'll be saving planet earth Maybe I'm just dying I'm so sick of crying But I won't stop trying, no Maybe you're the greatest Maybe I'm the latest Maybe fill my plate with Everything I hate Maybe I'm too late, but Maybe I've been waiting Lately I've been dreaming Of us So just Bare with me Certainly In love With you No maybes. Take this day with a grain of salt, A lemon slice I promise you, I'll make it nice This is my purpose here: I Was sent To love you, so Suffer your feelings unto Me too (Empathy) Maybe it's my Purple Heart Maybe this is just the start Maybe we are just apart For now Maybe it's your pretty eyes Maybe it's the moonlight nights Maybe I'm just star struck Right now Right now Right now Maybes make everything better. FAT Eat-a bowl -a Granola Better than a coca-cola That's ebola no hola Get fatter than my areola Bird's (The) Word Wha-da-da-dup? I mean, “surf's up!” I mean Red Cup I mean, ‘All The Way Up' SIKE. What in the fuck do I look Like Not like a balla not like Mike; Psyc evaltuation Nation is evil Doesn't want people Equal--(equal) Has less calories But salaries at companies can't cover these Insurance fees and premiums Spotify can read my mind, As if it was a medium Shirt size fluctuate From XS to Medium XS was super dumb Maybe they remember us: Two big ass bitches In 3x mini Dresses Dressed to impress the emporer: ‘Impalas Only!' Gazelles for the lonely guys-- No surprise there: Thunder Thighs weren't in season The reason we couldn't get past red velvet lines Cause we like red velvet cake No mistakes made ‘Make way--comin thru!' Best friend pushed us through To see You (You, You, You (All I ask of you, sampled) BOO-WHO I think you're a ghost I think i'm an owl I love you the most An alien hosted Me SupaCree Supecedes--super seeds Everything Everything's everything Bring Me backstage In the age of backpage I hit the backspace Space cadet No Regrets Just regurts Regurgitate Yogurt-- Kiefer after reefer Refferal this squirrel To talk therapy, apparently Body dysmorphia got to me Honestly, I just need surgery. Everything's sugary Food isn't real to me Doesn't appeal to me Banana peel to me Slip-and-fall Monkey-see-monkey-do- Anything chunky-too-funky I can't wear anything I heartraves puts out; I'm not a circus ring Sometimes I feel like Penelope Elephante, Killa remembering All the things I would sing I would ring bells Drinking Sunny-D Juice-- Chance had the answer my favorite rapper, Had to be, probably Drake is an actor. Study the past for future prediction, I never fit in I never fit in Tripp pants before, But I can't afford them anyway. Anyway, What did you say, In that song? Man, it's been a long time Since ‘09 07 was heaven-- Last time I was president LDS resident Someone was heaven sent [sample: Christmas Present, The Rocket Summer] Going on tour and shit I'm starting to resent Everything too recent I'm on decline, descent Disintegrated and separated Soul from my Spirit. Do you hear it? It's me. August 4th, 1985 Stop. Wait Don't look back. Just. Disappear; You're not here, ghost and I'm sorry, I love you But thank you for making me Open my Open my Eyes (...) White Lies White Noise White guys; Pretty Boys Superman-- No disguise Secret Identity Secretly Secretly Hidden in secrecy I. Just. Can't look back. You. Reappeared. Got my own fanny pack. Don't mean to boast, but-- I kept your diplomacy Thank you for making me hate coke and ecstasy Open my Open my Eye, please. Fasting & Praying [working title] Fasting and praying and Fasting and praying and Fasting and praying for Me to Finally be free White Lies White Noise White guys; Pretty Boys Superman-- No disguise Secret Identity Secretly Secretly Hidden in secrecy [Waltz Love] Bless You/ Fuck You Depends on the day Achoo—sorry— I hope you're okay. Left on time, but they— Found a way —for making me Pay for it Pay for it Pay for my way to get paid But Half of their shit is delayed (Bus-Bus/ Bus-Bus) [a waltz] (2/3) (Traiiin?) But Half of me probably made Up My mind “I'm fine.” I'm not. But— This life makes me want to give Love “What's up?” I'm down, ‘whaddup'? I need some friends Fill up (J fry, am I—am I—am...) My Cup No. Love? No. The plug? No. Sorry for bugging you, but “What?” ‘I'm up—what?' “Wake up, Love—“ Love? … And...I'm In… Love with another ghost (with another ghost) I'm in love with The world but The world is Running out of (running out of) Running out of Love Maybe i'm selfless— If I have a death wish… No; I'm just an artist, i'm starving Alarmingly me. -SunnÏ Blū/Novä Raïnn/SupaCrēē More I don't wanna be me anymore I can't live in this life, can't afford myself I just don't want to But i'm going to have to collect All the pieces This is too much, I can't be such-and-such or-so-and-so and so I cry I don't lie down, once i'm up, but my coffee cup's been corrupted I just don't feel it any more more More? I don't wanna be me, anymore I'm so tired of her, tired of hurting tired, and worthless what's a mistake worth? Losing your earnings and earrings on dance floors. “You're so gorgeous.” No, not anymore. More often then not, I'm the pot calling the kettle black Actors attract with charisma, I can't, but— I give love Love— Just take it, I'll make more more More. 823 Bait and switch Magic happened Hold me captive, captain Hollering at Jolly Roger I feel just like Mr. Rodgers This is not my neighborhood I'm good, when I'm good But I haven't been good In about eighty three days It's been crazy, but Daisy, I'm driving you— miss me. Misty eyes, every night no surprise, there an interesting pair, are we— Are we? Absolutely. I live in certainty This is our universe We are exactly as, we're supposed to be. Are we? Can't believe it's been eighty three. Have you forgotten me? Possibly, not likely I think you just might be scared? afraid? I think you're not ready keeping your eye on me watch the way you think Black—and blue—and pink Overthink, think, overthink Eighty three Work 8 to 3, release Please, I need to leave an hour early How can this be? I looked in your eyes with anxiety What could you want from me? Why Why do I love you so? So, so much love— Why? Why do I love you so much, love? This is a ‘look-but-don't-touch' love A ‘never-you-mind' ‘such-and-such' love. Why won't you tell me goodbye, love? Pick up the phone just to try, love? The tension is making me cry, love... You know I just want to get high, love. Why? Why am I like this? Why can't I fight this? I wanted to try this, to see what it's like— I don't like it. I don't like it at all I'm beginning...beginning to fall, Back in love, love—why? This is above love. Why, love— Why do I love you so much? MoonSun And Ooh-- You don't need me, like I need you Oh-- I know you miss me, Like I miss you but Ohh-- You don't need me, like I need you Oh-- THere's no tellin Nothing that I wouldn't do for you But you don't need me, like I need you Elohim You are so Perfect Sparkling eyes Silouhette Smile So Wonderful Your voice could carry me miles And I'd Follow you Follow you Into the blue world You are so Beautiful Practically perfect in every way Pratically perfect, that's all I can say-- Practically perfect; and thank you for making my Day today I wish you everything I wish you peace I wish you joy and love I hope you keep it Please don't remember me I am only a ghost--but-- What you are to me Is so sweet Have this: keep t Here, I hve this…. Secret. (Whispered: I love you.) You are so You are so You are so You are so Lovely, love I'm not in love, but-- Love, I-- Love you {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

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Scripture teaches believers to love God and shows how such love should be expressed in worship and practical service. Our Response to God's Love There is a sense in which our love for God is a response to the love that he has already shown towards each of us. We love because he first loved us. I love…

QUOTES FOR REFLECTION “Divine love is in [God], not as in a subject that receives it from another, but as in its original seat, where it is of itself. Love is in God, as light is in the sun, which does not shine by a reflected light, as the moon and the planets do, but by its own light, and as the great fountain of light.” “The saints in heaven love God for his own sake, and each other for God's sake, and for the sake of the relation that they have to him, and the image of God that is upon them. All their love is a pure and holy…. Nothing shall hinder them from communing with God, and praising and serving him just as their love inclines them to do. Love naturally desires to express itself; and in heaven the love of the saints shall be at full liberty to express itself as it desires….” ~Jonathan Edwards (1703-1758) from his sermon “Heaven, A World of Love” “There is tremendous relief in knowing that His love to me is utterly realistic, based at every point on prior knowledge of the worst about me, so that no discovery now can disillusion Him about me, in the way I am so often disillusioned about myself, and quench His determination to bless me.” ~J.I. Packer (1926-2020), English-born theologian in Knowing God “The matchless self-emptying of the eternal Son, the eternal Word, reaches its climax on the cross.” ~D.A. Carson, New Testament scholar “If God is holy, then he can't sin. If God can't sin, then he can't sin against me. If he can't sin against me, shouldn't that make him the most trustworthy being there is?” “Holiness is what makes real love possible. Without it, love is purely sentimental.” ~Jackie Hill Perry, poet and author “See how they love one another!... how they are ready even to die for one another!” ~Tertullian (c. 155-220) North African early church leader (Apology 39.7) SERMON PASSAGE John 13:21-38 (ESV) John 1 1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God…. 14 And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth. John 13 1 Now before the Feast of the Passover, when Jesus knew that his hour had come to depart out of this world to the Father, having loved his own who were in the world, he loved them to the end. 2 During supper, when the devil had already put it into the heart of Judas Iscariot, Simon's son, to betray him, 3 Jesus, knowing that the Father had given all things into his hands, and that he had come from God and was going back to God, 4 rose from supper. He laid aside his outer garments, and taking a towel, tied it around his waist. 5 Then he poured water into a basin and began to wash the disciples' feet and to wipe them with the towel that was wrapped around him…. 12 When he had washed their feet and put on his outer garments and resumed his place, he said to them, “Do you understand what I have done to you? 13 You call me Teacher and Lord, and you are right, for so I am. 14 If I then, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also ought to wash one another's feet. 15 For I have given you an example, that you also should do just as I have done to you. 16 Truly, truly, I say to you, a servant is not greater than his master, nor is a messenger greater than the one who sent him. 17 If you know these things, blessed are you if you do them. 18 I am not speaking of all of you; I know whom I have chosen. But the Scripture will be fulfilled, ‘He who ate my bread has lifted his heel against me.' 19 I am telling you this now, before it takes place, that when it does take place you may believe that I am he. 20 Truly, truly, I say to you, whoever receives the one I send receives me, and whoever receives me receives the one who sent me.” 21 After saying these things, Jesus was troubled in his spirit, and testified, “Truly, truly, I say to you, one of you will betray me.” 22 The disciples looked at one another, uncertain of whom he spoke. 23 One of his disciples, whom Jesus loved, was reclining at table at Jesus' side, 24 so Simon Peter motioned to him to ask Jesus of whom he was speaking. 25 So that disciple, leaning back against Jesus, said to him, “Lord, who is it?” 26 Jesus answered, “It is he to whom I will give this morsel of bread when I have dipped it.” So when he had dipped the morsel, he gave it to Judas, the son of Simon Iscariot. 27 Then after he had taken the morsel, Satan entered into him. Jesus said to him, “What you are going to do, do quickly.” 28 Now no one at the table knew why he said this to him. 29 Some thought that, because Judas had the moneybag, Jesus was telling him, “Buy what we need for the feast,” or that he should give something to the poor. 30 So, after receiving the morsel of bread, he immediately went out. And it was night. 31 When he had gone out, Jesus said, “Now is the Son of Man glorified, and God is glorified in him. 32 If God is glorified in him, God will also glorify him in himself, and glorify him at once. 33 Little children, yet a little while I am with you. You will seek me, and just as I said to the Jews, so now I also say to you, ‘Where I am going you cannot come.' 34 A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another. 35 By this all people will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.” 36 Simon Peter said to him, “Lord, where are you going?” Jesus answered him, “Where I am going you cannot follow me now, but you will follow afterward.” 37 Peter said to him, “Lord, why can I not follow you now? I will lay down my life for you.” 38 Jesus answered, “Will you lay down your life for me? Truly, truly, I say to you, the rooster will not crow till you have denied me three times.

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In John's account of Jesus’ last night before the cross, we encounter some of the most tender words in all the Scriptures. In the Upper Room, Jesus poured out His heart to His disciples, teaching them (and through them, us) how to live in the love of God, because living in the love of God is everything.   John 14:15-31 is notoriously difficult to outline, because Jesus keeps circling back time and again to the same central theme as He invites us to live deeply in the love of God. Pastor Philip approached the passage from three angles:   Our Love of God: What does it mean to really love God? Our love of Jesus naturally and necessarily flows into an obedience to His law. This fundamentally boils down to loving God and loving people. So if you really love Jesus, you’ll grow in love for one another. But that’s not always an easy thing to do. We desperately need direction, wholeness, and courage from Jesus to do that well. We cannot do it on our own, which brings us to the next point. God’s Love of Us: The only way we’ll ever be able to obey Christ’s law of love is through the enabling work of the Holy Spirit. The Spirit enables through us what the Son commands of us so that Father delights in us. You want to know how hard love is? It takes all three persons of the Triune God to form us into people of love. The Life of Love: There’s an important progression here: Love God -> Obey God -> Love People -> God’s Presence. Here’s the logic: to love Jesus is to obey Jesus; to obey Jesus is to love one another; as we live in loving obedience, Jesus asks the Father to send the Spirit; God’s indwelling Spirit is His presence in us. Perichoresis is the Divine dance of eternal loving embrace, each person of the Triune Godhead lovingly self-giving unto the others, and welcoming and receiving one another into themselves with unrestrained, overflowing intimacy, delight, and everlasting joy! Do you realize what this means? To be united to Jesus by faith is to be “in Christ” and to have “Christ in us.” And if we share a perichoretic relationship with Jesus, and Jesus has a perichoretic relationship with the Father and the Spirit, then to be in Christ means we also have the Spirit and the Father in Him. The Triune God is inviting us to share in the Dance.   Takeaways: will you have this Dance?   John 14:15-31   Sermon Q&A click here. 

מה אבותיכם לא נכנסו לברית אלא במילה וטבילה והרצאת דם, אף הם לא יכנסו לברית אלא במילה וטבילה והרצאת דמים'  (בבלי כריתות ט ע'א). As we began the Shloshes Yimei Hagvalah in preparation for Matan Torah and reliving the events that transformed our people and created a unique identity for us in perpetuity  The Issur Ben Tzvi Hersh Tshuvos and Poskim Shiur Of the Yeshiva of Newark@IDT offered a special halachic discussion on Geirus that was presented by one of the leading Jewish scholars of our day Rabbi Micheal J.Broyde  professor of law at Emory University School of Law  senior fellow and projects director  at the Center for the Study of Law and Religion  The Concise Code of Jewish Law for Converts (Second Edition forthcoming, 2021, Urim) Michael J. Broyde מצות אהבת הגרים :שנצטוינו לאהוב הגרים, כלומר שנזהר שלא לצער אותם בשום דבר, אבל נעשה להם טובה ונגמול אותם חסד כפי הראוי והיכולת. והגרים הם כל מי שנתחבר אלינו משאר האומות שהניח דתו ונכנס בדתנו, ועליהם נאמר ] דברים י ', י 'ט[ ואהבתם את הגר כי גרים הייתם. – ספר החינוך מצוה תלא We are commanded to love the convert: In particular, we are directed not to cause converts to suffer in any way, but rather to do them good and charitably as they deserve and as we can. The converts are all those who have joined us from other nations and abandoned their religion and joined ours. About this group, the Torah [Devarim 10:19] says, “Love the stranger [convert] since you were strangers.” – Sefer HaChinuch Mitzva 431 The mitzva of loving the convert is fundamental to this work. Most sources that discuss this mitzva indicate that it adds to the force of the obligation to love any Jew – to love the convert specifically. The question for a practical halachic work, however, is: “How should one love the convert in particular?” Should one love the convert as in the Midrashic parable of the stag joining the flock of sheep, recognizing that the convert is always an outsider and will never exactly fit in? Or should one love the convert as a long-lost member of a family, who needs to be reunited with the community as if the convert were always a family member, lest, out of loneliness, they return to their original community? This work adopts both of these alternatives as inherent to the complexity of the mitzva of loving the convert – to love the convert because a convert is different and to love the convert by helping them fit in and not be different. The first way of loving calls for heightening the pace and the degree of integration of the convert within the Jewish community, so that they are no longer perceived as a convert. This complements one of the basic purposes of the mitzva to love the convert: to make sure that the convert remains part of the Jewish community and does not feel out of place or like a stranger. This is the basic message of Rambam's famous letter to Rabbi Ovadia (the Convert) directing him to pray in a similar manner as all other Jews. Thus, in all situations in which there is a dispute about the mandates of Jewish law, this work follows this halachic factor in preferring to adopt the normative Jewish law view which brings the convert to further integration into the Jewish people. The view that highlights the convert's status as an outsider is generally disfavored, while that which encourages integration is generally favored. As Rabbi Moshe Feinstein (cited below in the introduction) taught: The mitzva to love the convert obligates us to resolve disputed Jewish laws (where a convert is involved) in a way that further helps the convert find their place within the community. However, in certain situations, the convert's status as a stranger within our community creates an affirmative need of assistance navigating law, custom, and nuance. Ignoring that fact in the name of purely formalist equal status – pretending that the convert is not a convert – is not truly loving. For example, Shulchan Aruch (OC 529:2) records that when the Jewish festivals (chagim) arrive, there is a particular duty to reach out to invite the convert into one's home for festival meals. When all others are celebrating with family, one must manifest the love of the convert in particular by acknowledging that they need special attention. To ignore a person's status as a convert when everybody else is family-focused does not manifest love and integration of the convert as an insider; it simply causes the convert to focus on his family-less status. This work recognizes this reality and takes into account that the duty to love the convert sometimes requires highlighting the fact that this person is a convert. This is the two-sided nature of the duty to love the convert: One must both welcome the convert as an outsider, as well as do one's best to help them cease being an outsider. This work is aware of both ways of fulfilling the obligation to love the convert and factors them both into its determinations of normative Jewish law. Modern Jewish life in America has a number of unique characteristics, almost unprecedented historically. One of those unique features is the social ease with which one can convert to Judaism. People can and do change religions without almost any social, economic, or political complications. Indeed, studies show that people in America change their faiths frequently, and conversion to Judaism is no exception. This is a new historical reality of American Jewish life, and is still quite different from the reality in other parts of the world. The present work addresses this new reality by filling a lacuna in the halachic literature both for converts and for fellow Jews relating to converts. It collects the many different halachic issues that relate to the status of converts after their conversion. It discusses all the cases in which the halachic rules are different (or even where some authorities are of the opinion that the halachic rules are different) for a convert than they are for a born-Jew, or for how a born-Jew is to relate to a convert rather than to a born-Jew. It offers normative rulings that are applicable today for all of these questions. Six Undergirding Questions The halachic issues in which the rules for a convert or for other Jews relating to converts are not the same as for, or toward, a born-Jew can be divided into six questions: 1. THE CONVERT'S RELATIONSHIP WITH THE FAMILY OF ORIGIN There are certain mitzvot that are applied in toto differently to a convert, since the family of origin is not Jewish. For example: How should one respect and honor their Gentile parents? Must a convert mourn for their parents in the same way that a born-Jew does? Such questions apply no matter how recently a person converted and no matter how well-integrated they are within the Jewish community. The basic question here is how to approach the unusual family situation of a convert. 2. THE UNIQUE OBLIGATION TO LOVE A CONVERT There are mitzvot incumbent on born-Jews in their relationships with converts. The most striking is the special obligation to love a convert. The duty to love the convert is complex in that love sometimes calls for singling out a convert for special attention, and not doing so at other times, depending on how the convert will respond to that unique attention. The core question here is when to identify or single out a convert as such, and when to avoid doing so. 3. TRANSITION ISSUES IN BEING A JEW WHO HAD BEEN A GENTILE There are some transitional questions present in conversions, reflecting the fact that a person who was previously a Gentile becomes, in a single moment, Jewish and obligated in Jewish Law. For example: May a convert eat the kosher food they cooked the morning before the conversion, or is it prohibited to the convert as a form of bishul akum (food cooked by a Gentile)? What are the prayer and blessing obligations of someone who converts in the middle of the time specified for performance of time-bound mitzvot, such as in the middle of the day, in the middle of sefira, in the middle of Chanuka, and so on? The complicated question here is how to handle the situation in which a convert joins Judaism in the middle of an ongoing mitzva, or in which they must relate to their past self. (Fortunately, although these issues are beguiling, they are also transitory.) 4. MARRIAGE LAWS FOR A CONVERT There are certain people whom a convert may marry that a born-Jew may not marry, and there are certain people whom a convert may not marry that a born-Jew may marry. For example: a convert may marry a mamzer, and a female convert may not marry a Kohen. The core question is whom Jews who are converts may marry, since converts are not Kohanim, Levites, or Israelites. 5. LIMITATIONS ON CONVERTS HOLDING POSITIONS OF AUTHORITY Many societies exclude those members who were not born into the society from holding some powerful offices. (One such society is that of the United States.) In parallel: the Torah tells us that a convert may not become a king of the Jewish nation, and the Talmud rules that a convert may not serve in any position of binding coercive authority. For example: a convert may not serve on certain kinds of rabbinical courts. See CM 7 and 8. The core question is one of contemporary Jewish law: what are the modern day offices (or officers, or holders of certain titles) that fit into this Talmudic rule? 6. A CONVERT AND PRAYERS THAT SPEAK OF ANCESTRAL JUDAISM There is an ongoing dispute as to whether and when a convert recites specific parts of the traditional prayers that reference Jewish ancestors or born Jewishness. For example: Does a convert bless God for having been made a Jew (shelo asani goy)? The core questions are when and why a convert is called upon to identify themself in prayer as a descendant of the earliest forefathers of the Jews, or as a descendent of the slaves redeemed from Egypt, and when and why to identify themself as an outsider by birth. Four Undergirding Principles Regarding Converts There are four principles through which these questions are filtered: 1. Love: There is a special obligation to love the convert, and there is a special obligation not to allow a convert to suffer because they converted. There are many explanations for this mitzva. The two primary ones are love of the convert and fear that the convert might abandon their Judaism for their original faith. The following midrash offers a parable to explain the obligation to love the convert as a form of endearment: A king has many flocks of sheep... and one day a stag appears and joins the sheep. The stag grazes with the sheep and returns with them at night, as if he were a sheep. When the shepherds tell the king of the stag... the king takes great pride and interest in it and ensures that the shepherds treat the stag with special care. The shepherds question the king, asking “you have thousands of animals over which you take no personal interest... so why do you care so much about this one animal?” The king answers them, “My sheep have only this flock to join, and cannot leave, but this stag has the whole world to choose from, yet he chose my flock. He surely deserves my special attention and care.” The midrash concludes that we, as the Jewish people, should give tremendous credit to the convert who has chosen to leave their family and their people to join our ranks. This is why the convert deserves special consideration and care. Other sources further attribute this mitzva to the fear that if converts are not loved, they might abandon Judaism to return to the community that loves them. Some midrashim thus explain certain rules as grounded in the concern “lest the convert return to their old faith.” Even these sources, however, still recognize that the obligation to love the stranger in our midst is part of the legacy of Jewish slavery in Egypt and of our having been gerim in that setting. Regardless of which concern is more paramount to a given reader of this work, it is clear that there is a special obligation to act with particular kindness to converts as a way of showing love. For example: the obligation includes a directive to help a convert celebrate the festivals, when they might feel most alone. Furthermore: according to many sources, the Biblical repetition of the injunction against oppressing a convert reinforces the prohibition against oppressing the convert, both in financial matters and in non-financial matters. Moreover, many halachic authorities are of the view that there is even an obligation to help a convert earn a living with ease. 2. Arevut: Since a convert is basically viewed as identical to a born-Jew, converts can mutually participate with fellow Jews in discharging religious obligations for each other even when they have already fulfilled their own obligation (called in Jewish law the principle of arevut). Although this matter is in dispute, the general halachic consensus is that a convert can fulfill the obligation of others, even after they have fulfilled their own. This work accepts that view. While there are many proofs for this approach, suffice it to say that this is the consensus of halachic authorities. It is also driven by the categorical insistence of many authorities that a convert may lead a congregation in prayer (be motzi others as sheliach tzibbur); if a convert were not included in arevut, this rule of allowing a convert to be a sheliach tzibbur/chazzan would need many caveats and modifications. In addition, this approach is consistent with Rabbi Feinstein's obligation that we love the convert by being lenient on matters that could otherwise stigmatize them. 3. Minhagim: A convert is free to choose which set of Jewish customs (minhagim) the convert wishes to adopt (Ashkenaz, Sephard, Edot Hamizrach, etc.). A convert is under no obligation to adopt the customs of their biological homeland (so a Gentile born in Ukraine need not adopt minhag Ashkenaz) as long as the convert adopts an existent halachic culture. The same point is true in matters of hashkafa (ideology): A convert may choose any Orthodox ideology, spanning the breadth of the Orthodox community. Even if a convert's biological father is Jewish, the convert still need not adopt his father's ancestral family practices. Rabbi Shlomo Zalman Auerbach does note that a convert should not adopt a mosaic of unique customs from varied communities. Rather a convert should choose a community to join, and adopt that community's practices. 4. “A convert is like a newborn child” ( ger shenitgayer kekatan shenolad ): This principle is a limited one. It means only that a convert loses (from a Jewish law perspective) their biological and marital relationships with their prior Gentile family. As a matter of Jewish law, the convert technically has no mother, father, siblings, or spouse. This principle explains why a convert's halachic relationship with their family is sometimes different than that of a born-Jew with theirs. However, this principle has very limited application: an adult convert is not “born again” at conversion. The convert does not have to wait thirteen years to become a bar-mitzva, or twelve years to become a bat-mitzva. The convert has to repay any money that they owed at the time of conversion, and continues to own any property that they owned prior to their conversion. In short: the convert is not a newborn child for most matters of Jewish law. Furthermore, as this work will show many times and in many places, a convert is not prohibited from having a relationship with their prior family, although Jewish law is concerned with that prior relationship being used to entice the convert to revert to their prior religion. These principles form the basis of many of the rules and decisions found throughout this work, and are not necessarily repeated every time that they are applicable. Two Key Factors in Deciding Normative Jewish Law (Halacha) Most of the topics discussed in this work are drawn from disputes by post-medieval rabbinic sages (Achronim), by medieval sages (Rishonim), and even by sages in the Talmud itself. Thus, in order to reach practical conclusions, we have utilized two key factors to guide us. FIRST KEY FACTOR: This book's conclusions are reached through conventional analyses widely used for many halachic disputes, the details of which are beyond the scope of this introduction. The two of these guidelines relevant to this work are: Ashkenazi norm is generally followed when matters are disputed between Ashkenazim and Sephardim (although we also note Sephardic practice), and when the Aruch Hashulchan or Mishnah Berurah resolves a dispute, this work is inclined to follow their resolution over that of other poskim in that era. SECOND KEY FACTOR: We have always granted great weight to the obligation to love the convert. As Rabbi Moshe Feinstein states, this mitzva affects how one resolves halachic questions that affect a convert. He notes simply: אבל למעשה יש לידע, שהמצווה של ואהבתם את הגר )דברים עקב י' י'ט( מחייבת אותנו לקרבם ולהקל בכל עניינים אלו. ולפיכך אחר ישוב גדול נראה, שאין להחשיב משרות אלו בתקופתנו כענין של מעשה שררה, דעיקר תפקיד של ישיבה הוא ללמד לתלמידים כשהם רוצים. ומה שיש כח להמנהלים והראשי הישיבה על התלמידים לסלקם או שלא לקבל אותם לכתחילה וכדומה, אין זה אלא כמו שררה של בעה'ב על פועליו, שאין זה מעין מינוי לשררה כלל. ולפי זה משרות אלו אינם אלא כמילוי תפקיד וכעניין של עסק. ואין לדמות זה למש'כ באג'מ יו'ד חלק ב' סימן מ'ד בענין מינוי אשה להשגיח להכשרים, דהוי מינוי של שררה. But, as a matter of normative practice, one should know that that mitzva to love the convert (Deut. 10:19) obligates us to bring them closer and to be lenient on all these matters. Therefore, after considerable contemplation it seems that these positions of authority are in our times examples of positions of mere acts of authority (serarah), since the purpose of a yeshiva is to teach students who are interested in studying. The fact that the authority of the principals or heads of the Yeshiva over the students includes the authority to expel them or deny them admission and the like, is similar to the authority of any owner over his workers and this has no connection to an appointment of formal serarah at all. Therefore, these jobs are only like a profession, or a business deal. They should not be compared to what I have written in Igrot Moshe YD 2:42 about the appointment of a woman as a kashrut supervisor, which is a position of serarah. It is important not to under-read this teshuva. What drives Rabbi Feinstein to the conclusion that being a rosh yeshiva is a mere position of employment with no more authority than the owner of any business (a far from obvious conclusion) is the duty to love the convert, since it directs us to be open and welcoming to converts, which cannot be done by excluding the convert. That is exactly why Rabbi Feinstein opens with the duty to bring the convert closer and connects that thought to his permissive ruling. Rabbi Feinstein avers that when there is more than one reasonable approach to a halachic topic that impacts a convert, one should adopt the view (of both the facts and the halacha) that shows love for the convert and brings them closer and further integrates the convert. One does this by seeking to adopt constructs that diminish the exclusion of a convert. When a reasonable person can see more than one halachic or logical or factual approach to a problem, one should adopt the approach that favors integrating the convert, since this is a fulfillment of the mitzva to love the convert. Of course, even Rabbi Feinstein agrees that one never adopts “wrong” views to allow a convert to be comfortable or integrated. Rabbi Feinstein connects the first sentence noting the duty to love the convert with the rest of the paragraph with the words נראה גדול ישוב אחר ולפיכך”) Therefore, after considerable contemplation”) to tell the reader that the conclusion that a rosh yeshiva is not a position of authority is limited to a case where the candidate is a convert, due to the duty to love the convert. To put it in a slightly different way, the commandment to love the convert weighs down on the scales to encourage the resolution of any dispute in a loving way to the convert, as then another mitzva is fulfilled. Of course, this does not justify conduct that is a violation of Jewish Law, but it argues for accepting reasonable views (of both the facts and the rules) as normative that might not, in situations in which no convert is present, be accepted. Rabbi Feinstein's approach mandates that where there is more than one reasonable approach to a matter of Jewish law concerning how to conduct oneself vis-a-vis a convert, one ought to adopt the approach that manifests love of the convert, and not draw prejudicial distinctions between the convert and the born-Jew. This pathway is both reasonable as a matter of normative halacha and at the same time enables fulfillment of the positive Torah obligation of loving the convert. That positive commandment rests its thumb on the halachic scales to encourage the resolution in a loving way. Ruling in a manner that stigmatizes the convert should only be done when that is the sole reasonable halachic option. In other words, just as my teachers taught me, so does this responsum of Rabbi Feinstein teach us that the mitzva of loving the convert directs one to resolve halachic disputes about the proper conduct of a convert (or towards a convert) in the way that manifests the greatest love to the convert. We are definitely not to resolve such a dispute in a way that stigmatizes, shames, or humiliates a convert. The Torah obligation to love a convert is not an abstract duty to love. Rather, as Rabbi Feinstein notes, it creates an obligation to rule on matters of Jewish law in a way that allows the convert to sense that love and encourages others to manifest that love. This obligation is as real as the other specific obligations that Jewish law commands, such as the obligation to invite a convert for Yom Tov meals (OC 529), or to allow a convert to serve as a Rosh Yeshiva (CM 8).

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Episode 23:-what type of friend are you, the type to sit back while your friend does some foul (I.e. drugs, alcohol, cheating, illegal activities) shit and you say nothing or are you the type that calls them out for their stupidity? -what type of friend would you rather have? -name 3 things that make you genuinely happy.-do you believe in an after life? Heaven in hell? Reincarnation? Ever lasting energy?-how or when do you know when someone is no longer a season?A Moment in Love:-There is a picture of a dinner receipt circulating social media. The total amount is $176.70. Too much for a first date? -when dating do you have to keep raising the bar (I.e. gifts, trips, dates)? If so, what is the cap?-Can you turn your side piece into your main? -should a step parent be able to voice/express their true option of the biology parent in front of the child? -does the honeymoon phase truly end or is it all about the effort?Would you rather:-Would you rather have a rewind button or a pause button on your life?-Would you rather be able to talk with the animals or speak all foreign languages?-Would you rather win the lottery or live twice as long?-Would you feel worse if no one showed up to your wedding or to your funeral?-Would you rather explore space or the ocean?-Would you rather have x-ray vision or magnified hearing?

Title: Refresh 2021 Text: Various FCF: We need to be reminded about our goals at CBC Prop: Because this is Christ’s church, we must look to Him for direction and purpose. Sermon Intro: [Slide 1] Turn in your bible to Acts chapter 2. I am very anxious to finish up I Timothy and I realize that that last two Sundays we haven’t had a real exegesis or expository dive into a text of scripture. But today I could not pass up the chance for us to refocus and refresh ourselves on the vision, mission, and purpose of Columbus Baptist Church. For some of you, you may have never heard us speak of this. Others may remember it from their membership class. Still others may be very familiar. But regardless of where you are – it is good for us to occasionally remind ourselves where we are going so we can assess how we are doing. And what better time to have such a conversation, than the first Sunday of the year. Everyone is making resolutions… why not remind ourselves who we are, why we are here, and what we are to be doing? In my first year here, and even before I officially became the pastor, the church leadership were discussing who CBC was. Just a bit of history. At the time two pastors had resigned. One a long-time pastor here and the other his associate. They were leading the church down a path that certainly was with good motives but was really not an appropriate focus of the church. So in the wake of all of that – the church leaders sat down and began wondering… why are we here? Who are we? What is important? What isn’t’? That conversation affected what kind of men they were looking for in a pastor. And after I became your pastor that conversation continued. Through the Spirit’s direction we were pressed to find answers to these questions. What is the vision of CBC? What is the mission of CBC? And what is the purpose of CBC? And in that first year, gathered around a conference table at the Holiday Inn Express in Port Huron, we sought the Lord. And the Lord showed up. Truly He had been showing us His answers even before that day in that conference room. But that day we put things down on paper. Through the next 4 years we continued to hone and refine these things, but for the most part, they are the same now as they were then. Transition: So let’s remind ourselves. I.) What is the Vision of CBC? a. [Slide 2] What is a vision? i. Vision answers the question, “What is the ultimate goal?” ii. Who are we? What is our identity? b. Is a Vision biblical? i. God spends much of the New Testament painting the vision for the church. ii. Paul in I Timothy described the church as the Pillar and Bedrock of the truth. iii. They are the bride of Christ. iv. They are a group of people devoted to Christ and His Kingdom. v. They are devoted to one another – being a community. vi. They are devoted to God – in that they are being made to be Christ-Like. vii. And they are to go and make disciples of all nations baptizing them and teaching them to obey all the things Christ has commanded. viii. In this way the gates of hell shall not prevail against them. They are armed with the gospel, the life-changing truth of grace, that can change men, one soul at a time. c. [Slide 3] What is CBC’s vision? What is our ultimate goal? “To be a devoted community of Christ-Like disciple makers. d. We see this on display in Acts 2:42-47 i. What do we see here? ii. We see a church devoted to doctrine, fellowship, communion and prayer. iii. They lived in awe and wonder as the Lord demonstrated His power among and through them. iv. They were devoted to love, unity, and support of one another. v. They were devoted to humility and gratitude. vi. And what did God do? He added to their numbers daily. vii. It is important to note that we do not see this necessarily as prescriptive, but rather, descriptive. 1. We would not say that unless we meet in houses daily, we are failing. 2. We would not say that we must pool our resources together and redistribute it to one another, or we are failing. 3. We would not say that we must be exactly like this 1st century church in the details. 4. But we would say that when it comes to faith and practice – we ought to be exactly like them. 5. Their devotions ought to be our devotions. a. Doctrine b. Fellowship c. Communion d. Prayer e. Worship f. Love g. Unity h. Financial Support i. Humility j. Gratitude 6. These are all devotions of God’s church. And each of them are listed as necessary components of His church throughout the New Testament. 7. Indeed, if a church lacks any one of these – it is failing the goal of the church. To be a devoted community of Christ-Like Disciple Makers. e. [Slide 4] How are we doing? i. If I can be so bold – I think that we are doing quite well in pursuing the vision of our church. ii. I believe that the devotions required of all of Christ’s church are devotions you would find here. iii. I don’t look at any of this list and find any glaring holes. Surely there are things we could improve – but nothing we are missing. iv. Our Fellowship took a hit this year – but of all of them, I think this one we see as extremely important coming out of 2020. v. Communion, and partaking of Christ together is central to some of the most recent things we’ve been learning and putting into practice. vi. Worship seems to be coming along nicely. I recently did a study on all the elements of worship listed in the bible. And we have all of them in almost every service we have together. vii. Love – There is no question we love one another. But not love like the world. Instead a love that teaches, edifies, rebukes, instructs, cares and comforts each other. This is the love we have for one another. viii. Unity – primarily in truth, but even in direction. We are all headed the same way. f. [Slide 5] How could we do better? i. Our Doctrine must always be refined. Indeed, from our “state of theology” quiz that we sent out earlier this year – it was clear that there are still some doctrines we wrestle with. ii. Prayer is a weak point I think. At least for me. I do not pray as I should. I hope and trust that you are lifting up your voice not just for physical needs or pains but for God’s Kingdom to come. iii. It is hard to imagine a church that doesn’t need to grow more humble. Certainly we should leave that on the “could do better” list. iv. Gratitude – My oh my we are often complainers are we not? Deepen our thanksgiving Lord! II.) What is the Mission of CBC? a. [Slide 6] What is a Mission? i. A Mission answers the question “How do we accomplish the vision?” ii. How do we reach our goal? What makes us who we are? b. Is having a Mission biblical? i. Missions typically change based on the current situation. ii. The church in Ephesus’ vision may have been the same as ours, but the mission of the 1st Century Ephesus church would be somewhat different than our mission today in 21st Century America. iii. The church in Acts 2 met in homes and at the synagogue daily and pooled their resources to take care of needs. But not all that is required of us. iv. So what about us, in our current place, time, and culture, how can we accomplish the vision to be a devoted community of Christ-Like Disciple Makers? c. [Slide 7] We have seen three aspects that differentiate us from other ministries in different situations. i. Expository Preaching – In some sense this is certainly not something that can be absent from any church. Unfortunately, it sets us apart from many other churches in our area and nation. We approach scriptures as God’s message to us – mostly to correct our view of the world to His view. It is His inspired Word that we must come to and be nourished by. It is not something to validate our own opinions. Instead, it is something that helps to form our worldview around God. ii. An Enduring Community – Even now we see the writing on the wall. 50-100 years ago, such a component for a mission in a church in America would not have been necessary. But for us, living in the time we do, it is only a matter of time before true persecution starts. Before the worship of Christ alone as King is torn down and we will be forced to choose between bowing to Christ or to some other false god. So part of our mission is to begin building our ministry to survive, even when it is illegal to worship. iii. Fathers and Family – as a related component of being an enduring community, we see it as absolutely essential that Fathers take their God-given role as Spiritual leaders of their home. Becoming pastors of their family. When this is true of every home – and when male leadership of every kind is strengthened – we will be able to withstand true persecution. As each family unit grows under the leadership of the fathers, grandfathers, or male leaders – so the body of Christ is strengthened. d. [Slide 8] How are we doing? i. Expositorily I believe my preaching is just that. Not saying that in a braggy way, but I think we do an ok job across the board in sifting and digging to find what God has said and what He has meant by what He has said. ii. Enduring Community – I believe this year we were pushed to see what a church truly is. That made it abundantly clear that the way we do church now – may not be tenable in the near future. We have been given all the more reason to push our ministry even further toward an enduring ministry. e. [Slide 9] How could we do better? i. My preaching could be better in regard to application. I think I don’t always go deep enough in applying the text to our current situation. If you feel the same, I strongly encourage you to attend Wednesday Night Bible Study. There we end up going deeper than the time on Sunday Allows. And I think we do a good job answering the tough questions of putting the rubber of the scripture down on the road of our lives. ii. There is still much to be done to further secure our church in the event of a sudden persecution. Some of this will come with converting to an Elder Led church. But overall we still have a ways to go before we are ready. iii. Finally, I think we could be doing a lot better encouraging fathers to be the pastors of their families. I confess, that I am not sure how to do that. I can teach father’s the scriptures, but without going home with you and showing you how to engage your children and spouses with spiritual leadership and direction, I am unsure how to do that. Perhaps Fathers, grandfathers, and male leaders in the family can meet the leadership and I halfway? III.) What is the Purpose of CBC? a. [Slide 10] What is Purpose? i. Purpose answers the question “Why must we complete our mission and vision?” ii. Why are we the way that we are? Why must we do the things we do? Why do we exist in this state? b. Is it biblical? i. Indeed God gives the purpose of all mankind, let alone His church. ii. Certainly the church would be part of that purpose. iii. So what is the purpose of all mankind? iv. To glorify God. Psalm 150:6 – Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. v. Isaiah 43:7 – Everyone who is called by my name, whom I created for my glory, whom I formed and made. c. [Slide 11] We exist to glorify God. How? i. To know Him – in the devotions from our vision, in the passions of our mission, through His word, doctrine, fellowship, prayer, love, unity and all else. We strive to know Him and to be like Him. ii. To make Him known – We declare His fame among the nations. We make much of His Glorious decrees. He is the exalted one and we the inheritors of a gift we could never earn. iii. In praise and devotion, in worship and witness – we glorify God. d. [Slide 12] How are we doing? i. I do think we have a genuine thirst to know God and to be like Him in this church ii. More so than many churches I’ve seen, this church desires to be what God wants them to be, and to know God. e. [Slide 13] How can we do better? i. I do feel that we could be doing a better job making Him known. But when I look for evidence of that, I’m not sure exactly how to quantify it. ii. I just have to look at my life. What am I doing to make Christ and His Kingdom known among the nations? I know I could be doing better. I’d wager you could too. iii. Since I have been your pastor there really haven’t been any professions of faith and only 1 baptism. As I mentioned in the fire-side-chat last week – much of this we have no control over. Perhaps God has us as seed casters and waterers… maybe we are tree pruners and fruit cultivators? And maybe the increase, we will never see. iv. Still – My prayer is that God would allow us to be part of His work of regeneration in the hearts of people in this area, and even in this church. v. The Lord knows that we have many young people in the church who have not made professions of faith. Perhaps they are our primary ministry for now? vi. But please be praying with me that we are being ambassadors. Making His Kingdom known in the earth. Conclusion: [Slide 14(end)] Overall, I think we are doing ok as a church – but we also have plenty of room for growth and improvement. May God stretch us this year. May He give us grace to be more like His Son. May God allow us to see people come to Christ! May God allow us to be humble and bold witnesses in our world.

Worship, the Priority of Believers - Part 2I) Worship in the Old TestamentWorship - The Hebrew word for worship used in Genesis 22 is the word shachah. In scripture, it pictures someone bowing, kneeling, stooping or prostrating on the ground before God. It depends, however, on the attitude of our heart.Love – There is a story in Genesis 22:1 - 12 where Abraham is tested. As great as Abraham's love was for his son, Isaac, his love for God was greater. Is it love for God that motivates your worship?Obedience - Obedience is central to worship.The Place - On the heels of His giving the Israelites guidelines for worship, He instructed the Hebrew people to build a place for worship, a place where He would dwell. In Exodus 29:45, He said, “I will dwell among the Israelites and be their God.” This place would be where they would relate to worship. The tabernacle was to be the meeting place, the place that was set apart for God and His people. There is no true worship without a relationship between the One being worshiped and the worshiper himself. Worship is a place of meeting, a time of interaction between God's people and the object of their worship, God Himself.The People - God also set standards for the people themselves On Mt. Sinai He gave them the Ten Commandments. The first four dealt specifically with their relationship with God in worship. Ex.20:3 “You shall have no other gods before me. You are free to worship and love Me with all your heart, soul, mind, and strength. That is why, when Jesus was asked which was the greatest commandment, He quoted this one.read more

A horrific automobile accident took the lives of Jeffery Olsen’s wife and youngest son. During the accident Jeff experienced a Near Death Experience (NDE). Jeff received multiple life-threatening injuries, including the amputation of his left leg and he found the courage to survive over 18 surgeries eventually healing, both physically and emotionally. Jeff appears on many national and international television and radio programs sharing his insights. He is a bestselling author who inspires audiences internationally with his intriguing story of perseverance and inner strength. Jeff’s latest book, KNOWING is a compilation of his earlier books with deeper insights and extended chapters. Jeff also offers, AWAKEN to ONENESS personal, one-on-one mentoring and group gatherings both physically and virtually around the world. Among Jeff’s many accomplishments, he is most fulfilled by simply being a husband, father and friend. This is his story, and this is his passion. PASSIONATE DISCUSSIONS ABOUT - The car accident and events leading up to the accident - The power of moments - Passing of your wife and son - NDE – Near Death Experience - Messages from your wife and son in the afterlife - Why did you choose to come back? - The choices we have in life - Recovering from horrific injuries - Healing emotionally and physically - The strength to continue life - Finding gratitude - Afterlife - Beyond the physical - The power of thoughts - The oneness of connection - Meeting God - Experience of unconditional love - Divine human - Leaving the body - Removing the vibration of guilt - Soul contracts - Why do we suffer? - Fear of death? - The Healing power of Love “There is only one cosmic rule; it’s free will and choice.” Jeffery Olsen SPREAD THE PASSION HOST: Luisa WEBSITE https://passionharvest.com/ WATCH THIS INTERVIEW ON YOUTUBE https://youtu.be/yhsyAUIk7r4 INSTAGRAM- @passionharvest https://www.instagram.com/PassionHarvest/ FACEBOOK https://www.facebook.com/Passionharvest LISTEN ON SPOTIFY https://open.spotify.com/show/3BogbavOan3FP1r1JXLxmV LEAVE A PODCAST REVIEW IN I TUNES http://getpodcast.reviews/id/1451566598 CONNECT WITH JEFFEREY OLSEN WEBSITE https://www.envoypublishing.com/ INSTAGRAM https://www.instagram.com/jefferycolsen/?hl=en FACEBOOK https://www.facebook.com/AuthorSpeakerJefferyOlsen/ TWITTER https://twitter.com/jefferycolsen?lang=en BOOKS https://www.envoypublishing.com/books Tag a friend who might like this episode. If you want the episodes delivered to your inbox each week, please DM me with your email x

Episode 032—What is the Color of Love? There are some huge issues in the world today. To address some of those I sat down with my long-time friend, Sheila Ruffin. Sheila is a world-wide missionary and prayer warrior who has been instrumental in teaching me deeper things of the Spirit of God.  She’s also a mom, grandma and pastor’s wife. Sheila is the type of woman that oozes the presence of God. When she walks in the room, people pay attention. It’s almost like she’s escorting God into the room or He’s escorting her! This is a special podcast in that it is longer than usual. We actually cut some to fit it into a podcast. It’s not on my usual topic of weight loss, but friends, racial issues and tensions in the world today are going to affect us in different ways.  Understanding what’s going on in the world is so important right now. Loving our brothers and sisters is also important as is following what God wants us to do during this time to be peacemakers is of primary importance. When I weighed 430 pounds, when I walked into a room full of people, especially a church, I would look around to see if I was the biggest one in the room. If I was, I would sit in the back where I hoped, despite my size, no one would see me, or I could blend into the wallpaper. There was a shame element to it.Sheila is not overweight, but she has the same experience only it was happening because her skin was darker than the majority of people where she lives in our town of around 100,000. She added that she also felt an element of shame for being different from others, for growing up knowing she couldn’t go to certain bathrooms, eat a certain restaurants or stay in certain hotels when they traveled to see relatives in Illinois. She added, “When we walk into a room, we are looking to see who else of color is in the room or to see if I’m the only one and if so, there could be something going on here I’m not aware of. For us that is just normal. I’m either the only one or one of a few. I’m used to that, but some don’t like the discomfort of being the only one. Black people feel safe among our people. I can be myself. When I go where I am the only one, I don’t know if I can be myself.” Over time God has encouraged her to be herself, but before that she said it felt like she was almost dying because she wasn’t being herself because, “I tend to be loud when I worship. But I was tamping that down.” Then she read 2 Samuel 6.  In that chapter David comes into Jerusalem with those carrying the ark of the Lord. He is “dancing before the Lord with all His might” (verse 14).  His wife, Michal berates him for what he did and calls him a “vulgar fellow.” David’s response in verses 21-22 is, “I will celebrate before the Lord. I will become even more undignified than this.”  After that, something happened in me. The presence of God said, “Sheila get over it.” I got up and ran all over that place. Then, during a time of prayer, a friend of hers, who happened to be white, told her, “The Lord says, ‘He made you that way and He likes it.’”   At one point when she was headed into some countries of the world where fear reigns rampant for Christians, Sheila knew she had a spirit of fear within her that needed to be dealt with. What she thought might just be things in her immediate biological family, she began to realize went back generations. “It’s a spirit of fear I have dealt with all my life,” she explained. “It’s the spirit of fear that has been put on the black community. It goes back to times when they’d lynch people across the street from the black community and leave ten men hanging there for all to see. It’s things like that that bring terror and fear. We’ve lived in fear for hundreds of years. We’ve heard these stories from our grandmothers or experienced them all our lives.” She added that she had to forgive the court system and others all down through the generations. “The fear had roots in the hangings, in the terror at night when you didn’t know if they would come for you for no reason at all.” She added, “I know as a Christian I need to forgive, even if you never say you are sorry. Even if the government never changes, I have to forgive. I have to be willing to give up that rage, no matter how scary it is. There has to be repentance on both sides. There has to be a recognition that there might be a problem here.” The issues our nation is facing today won’t be solved by humanistic or political endeavors. They will only be solved by loving people, getting to know people who are different from us. “We need relationship,” Sheila emphasized. “If you don’t know any black people, if you haven’t talked to any, then you believe anything you hear and anything you see.” In the final analysis only one thing will turn this country around and that is reliance of God. “We need to pray and fast and we need to do it together until heaven answers,” she added.  This podcast ends with powerful prayers spoken to God between two women who want to see and understand the color of love.   To follow Sheila on Facebook go to: Sheila A. Kitchen Ruffin (https://www.facebook.com/sheilaakitchen.ruffin) To follow Teresa on Facebook go to: Teresa Shields Parker (https://www.facebook.com/TeresaShieldsParker) To find Christian weight loss resources, go to: https://www.teresashieldsparker.com/

Desperate for Love There are shouts and whispers of Love. Wispers are those moments that seem to grab our attention and take our breath away. The shouts are love are the moments that are obvious to you and to those around you that God favored you. Love waits for a response from you. I'm Hungry For Youhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RaNkbqme8W0Support the show (https://paypal.me/YBDShop?locale.x=en_US)

Amazing Love:The God Kind Of LoveWhy is this topic relevant for single mom?1. If you’ve experienced experience of a broken heart or rejection.2. Interest in raising your child with a godly perspective of love.What’s so Amazing about Love?There are many attribute s to it; more than we can cover in our time together. So, we will focus on the restorative attribute. From the beginning God love had a promise, purpose, and plan for restoration for you. It is likely that some form of brokenness, deception, and or rejection has touched your life. These types of intrusion leave the heart disappointed, searching for answers and often hesitant to trust. In some cases, we grow desperate for a counterfeit love. In our brokenness we may seek out comfort that may not be genuine love, but it speaks to our need for comfort, and affection but it’s effect is temporary or perhaps destructive and it leaves us in a even more vulnerable and broken state. God’s plan, purpose and promise of restorationJeremiah 30:17But I will restore you to health and heal your wounds,’ declares the LORD, ‘because you are called an outcast, Zion for whom no one cares.’ How do we progress to restoration.1. Be desperate for Amazing Love- The God Kind of Love2. Trust the promise, purpose, and plan of amazing love. Promise : Isiah 54:10 Though the mountains be shaken, and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,” says the LORD, who has compassion on you.Plan:Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.Purpose: Romans 8:28 And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.Accept the amazing love. People’s treatment of you may not reflect God’s heart towards you.Romans 8:37-3937 No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 38 For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, 39 neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Support the show (https://paypal.me/YBDShop?locale.x=en_US)

为你读英语美文·第315期 爱的风险 | 你愿意为爱冒险吗？ 主播：潇雨坐标：长沙The Risk of Love爱的风险 There is a risk involved in everything:Every time you share a smile,Every time you shed a tear,You are opening yourself up to hurt.每件事都存在风险：每次对他人微笑每次落泪你都让伤害有机可乘。Some people tread slowly through life,Avoiding the closeness risk bringSidestepping the things they can not understand,Turning away from those who care too much—Those who care stay too long,Those who hold too tightly.有的人小心谨慎地生活,避开恋爱带来的与他人亲密的风险,绕过他们无法理解的东西,远离那些太在意的人 ——那些不愿放手的人，那些抓得太紧的人。There is never an easy way to love.You cannot approach it cautiously.It will not wait for you to arm yourself.爱从来不存在容易的方式。你无法谨慎地靠近它。它不会等你武装好自己才来临。It does not care if you turn away.It is everywhere, it is everything.Love is the greatest of all risks.它不在意你是否走开。它无处不在，无所不是。爱是最大的风险。It is not reliable, it is not cautiousIt is not sympathetic.It is unprejudiced and unmerciful;It strikes the strongest of mind,And brings them to their knees in one blow.它不可靠,它不谨慎，它不怜悯。它没有偏见,也不仁慈。它袭击最强大的心灵,一击就让其拜倒。Even in the best of time love hurts.It hurts to need, it hurts to belong,It hurts to be the other part of someone else,Without either of your consent.即使在最美好的时光里,爱也给人带来伤痛。对爱的渴求带来痛苦,爱的归属带来痛苦，成为他人的另一半带来痛苦，无需你俩任何一方同意。But, from the moment it overtakes you,It hurts worse to be all alone.The risk of love never depletes;It grows stronger and more dangerous with time.But, it is in the total surrender of all defensesThat we, no matter weak or strong,No matter willing or captive,No matter what, we truly experience love.但，从它袭击你的那刻起，比你独自一人，它带来的痛苦更大。爱之风险永不消减；它随着时间的流逝日益强大危险。但,只有当我们彻底投降时，无论是强是弱，无论是自愿还是被迫，无论如何,我们才真正体验到爱。Despite the many things love is not,Outweighing it all are the things that love is:Love is surrender without a loss.It is a gift without the cost.It consumes your every thought and desire,Every breath you take.It is the fire that fuels youTo do more than pass through life;It urges you, instead, to live.尽管爱不包含很多东西，但爱包含的一切胜过其他：爱是没有损失的投降。它是没有成本的礼物。它占据你所有的思考和欲望，占据你每一口的呼吸。它是火，促使你不至虚混度日；它促使你真真正正地生活。No matter the outcome, having felt love,You will never be the same.It may scar your heart and soulAnd leave you only memories of forever.Or, it may cause every day of your lifeTo feel like there is no need for tomorrow.But, love is worth it. It is worth the risk...不论结果如何,一旦感受到爱,你就不再一如往昔。它也许会在你的心和灵魂里刻下伤疤,并只给你留下永恒的回忆。或者,它也许会耗尽你生命的每一天,使你感觉明天没有存在的必要。但，爱值得。它值得你去冒险...For in all of life,Love is truly the only risk worth taking.因为在生命中,爱真的是唯一值得冒的险。▎主播介绍潇雨：会计，就职于国家电网主播：潇雨，制作：永清▎节目首发，背景音乐，图文资料，更多推送敬请关注微信公众号：为你读英语美文，ID：readenglishforyou

为你读英语美文·第315期 爱的风险 | 你愿意为爱冒险吗？ 主播：潇雨坐标：长沙The Risk of Love爱的风险 There is a risk involved in everything:Every time you share a smile,Every time you shed a tear,You are opening yourself up to hurt.每件事都存在风险：每次对他人微笑每次落泪你都让伤害有机可乘。Some people tread slowly through life,Avoiding the closeness risk bringSidestepping the things they can not understand,Turning away from those who care too much—Those who care stay too long,Those who hold too tightly.有的人小心谨慎地生活,避开恋爱带来的与他人亲密的风险,绕过他们无法理解的东西,远离那些太在意的人 ——那些不愿放手的人，那些抓得太紧的人。There is never an easy way to love.You cannot approach it cautiously.It will not wait for you to arm yourself.爱从来不存在容易的方式。你无法谨慎地靠近它。它不会等你武装好自己才来临。It does not care if you turn away.It is everywhere, it is everything.Love is the greatest of all risks.它不在意你是否走开。它无处不在，无所不是。爱是最大的风险。It is not reliable, it is not cautiousIt is not sympathetic.It is unprejudiced and unmerciful;It strikes the strongest of mind,And brings them to their knees in one blow.它不可靠,它不谨慎，它不怜悯。它没有偏见,也不仁慈。它袭击最强大的心灵,一击就让其拜倒。Even in the best of time love hurts.It hurts to need, it hurts to belong,It hurts to be the other part of someone else,Without either of your consent.即使在最美好的时光里,爱也给人带来伤痛。对爱的渴求带来痛苦,爱的归属带来痛苦，成为他人的另一半带来痛苦，无需你俩任何一方同意。But, from the moment it overtakes you,It hurts worse to be all alone.The risk of love never depletes;It grows stronger and more dangerous with time.But, it is in the total surrender of all defensesThat we, no matter weak or strong,No matter willing or captive,No matter what, we truly experience love.但，从它袭击你的那刻起，比你独自一人，它带来的痛苦更大。爱之风险永不消减；它随着时间的流逝日益强大危险。但,只有当我们彻底投降时，无论是强是弱，无论是自愿还是被迫，无论如何,我们才真正体验到爱。Despite the many things love is not,Outweighing it all are the things that love is:Love is surrender without a loss.It is a gift without the cost.It consumes your every thought and desire,Every breath you take.It is the fire that fuels youTo do more than pass through life;It urges you, instead, to live.尽管爱不包含很多东西，但爱包含的一切胜过其他：爱是没有损失的投降。它是没有成本的礼物。它占据你所有的思考和欲望，占据你每一口的呼吸。它是火，促使你不至虚混度日；它促使你真真正正地生活。No matter the outcome, having felt love,You will never be the same.It may scar your heart and soulAnd leave you only memories of forever.Or, it may cause every day of your lifeTo feel like there is no need for tomorrow.But, love is worth it. It is worth the risk...不论结果如何,一旦感受到爱,你就不再一如往昔。它也许会在你的心和灵魂里刻下伤疤,并只给你留下永恒的回忆。或者,它也许会耗尽你生命的每一天,使你感觉明天没有存在的必要。但，爱值得。它值得你去冒险...For in all of life,Love is truly the only risk worth taking.因为在生命中,爱真的是唯一值得冒的险。▎主播介绍潇雨：会计，就职于国家电网主播：潇雨，制作：永清▎节目首发，背景音乐，图文资料，更多推送敬请关注微信公众号：为你读英语美文，ID：readenglishforyou

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Today we’re going to discuss how to become our best US. Longtime listeners of the podcast know that Ted wrote a book by the same title because every US is different - What if we really celebrated that God makes all of our marriages really different? The book has four foundational principles and habits that help marriages. We tend to believe marriage is really complicated, but Ted’s book (and this podcast) is about helping couples see that marriage is easier than you think.  Core 4 Habits to Make Your Marriage Better Have Serious Fun People think that it’s ‘extra’ to have fun, not essential. The best way to protect your marriage is to enjoy it! CJ: Typically, our serious fun is puzzles and games, but we actually have our first dance lesson tonight! Afton: Our serious fun is almost always going to the movies. But usually date night is dinner – though I can have fun anywhere! Ted: I have a surprise for you two! I got you both 2 for $22 Chili’s gift cards! Where can you have more fun than Chili’s? We love Chili’s! Love God First I know it’s weird to put ‘Love God First’ second, but I believe that laughter and humor open the heart to deeper things. If you start with laughter it can lead to deeper things. When we connect with God first on our own, it postures us to love our spouse in a way we can’t love them on our own. Respect and Love There’s a circular relationship between respect and love – when we feel respected we tend to be more loving, and around it goes. Both genders need respect AND love; though typically men value respect the most while women value love. Studies show that men’s core vulnerability is shame, which is the opposite of respect. And women’s core vulnerability is fear and love is the opposite of that. Practice Your Promise Marriage isn’t about the ‘big day’; it’s about the every day. Practice what you promised on a daily basis! Your one simple thing for this week: pick one of the four and focus on that for the week. CJ: I’ve already answered mine, which was to have more serious fun and start our dance class. Afton: I want to have serious fun this week, because sometimes you can get stuck in the everyday flow of things that you can forget to have fun. We just need to have some fun! Ted: I think ours is actually to have serious fun as well. We have so much going on. I think we need to interject some fun. Maybe bring out my scuba diving suit. Thanks for joining us for the Married People Podcast. We hope you’ll subscribe to the podcast on iTunes and leave a review—they help us make the podcast better. We’d love to hear which core habit you and your spouse are focusing on as well! Visit us on Facebook or Instagram and leave a comment to let us know. If you want more resources, check out Your Best Us and our blog at MarriedPeople.org. Finally, we hope you’ll join us for next week’s episode.

Will this onslaught of socially transgressive audio ever cease? Westboro Baptist Church destroys Phil Collins, Tina Turner chants for whirled peas, horrifying kiddie tunes from The Family, Scientology soul jazz and more! Sri Sathya Sai Baba sings about : Truth, Righteousness, Love, Peace and Non-Violence Gourasana and Deb Musgrave (Miracle of Love) - There is a World The Family International - Magic of Love Tina Turner (Sokka Gakkai) chanting on Larry King Live Westboro Baptist Church - Destruction is our Prayer The Apollo Stars (Scientology) - The Power of Source Father Peter Bowes (Order of Christ Sophia) - Heart Song Nityananda Institute - Shantala Kirtan

The Underground Experience Presents The Silvers Family! The Silvers Family – A Legacy of Love There's love in my blood It flows through my veins It comes from my family And in my heart love remains (Excerpt from the song, Heritage written by Joie-May and John Silvers) Musical Artists Include: John Silvers, Ben Siems, Ali […] The post The Silvers Family! appeared first on The Uncle Earl.

The Underground Experience Presents The Silvers Family! The Silvers Family – A Legacy of Love There’s love in my blood It flows through my veins It comes from my family And in my heart love remains (Excerpt from the song, Heritage written by Joie-May and John Silvers) Musical Artists Include: John Silvers, Ben Siems, Ali Sadeghian, DJ Yurak, &Joie-May! Broadcast […] The post The Silvers Family! appeared first on The Uncle Earl.