Times not flowing
It’s the Mind that’s moving.
The ever-present Tilting Point
suggests to you it’s all untrue
Cause deep inside of yourself
There is no one else.

Times not flowing
It’s the Mind that’s moving.
The ever-present Tilting Point
suggests to you it’s all untrue
Cause deep inside of yourself
Is everyone else.

Following the breath in & out
in & out, in & out
becoming creation in & out,
in & out
recognizing itself.

in & out
imagine meaning
imagine meaning
imaging meaning.
Imagine meaning within the sadness
fall into your apathy
and then through it
into the Deep.

How’s it that a status
could be more real then the news?
And since when did you all stop
Contemplating death feeling it was
such a horribly claustrophobic caustic thing to do?
And why is it that we now
can’t talk about religion
spend, save or waste time?
And when we so much as look at each other
it’s as if every interaction
was politicized?

We talk about our devising
as if we’re intelligent
pretend a battery’s death is
more significant
then our
Great-great-great-great-
great-great—great-grandchildren’s
certain demise.

But it’s okay
let your feelings out
I can’t contemplate
how thankful I am,
for friends
telling me that speaking out
and becoming your story
is kinda fundamental
to shouting with the world
cuz that’s what it’s there for

to be recharged, recklessly ignited
often burnt to the ground.
As healing can’t come without
breaking down.