

Holy Grail 2000Ever rooting on a hill As a forest, standing still. Hollow trees craving their fill, Questing for the magic pill.Holy Grail 2000
In unison, feeling ill Their hearts, a chemical spill. Faithless as a windless mill, Ever waiting on that pill.
Here's a prescribtion for thrill. Here's a prescribtion to chill. For any pain, here's a pill.
All of our sorrow, we kill, Numbing emotions with skill. Chanting the name of said pill.


Wind of loveLuscious lashes sliding silently, As serpents slipering so slowly Each sides and all surfaces of me. Soft spires spiraling serenity.Wind of love
Sweet scented swirls from a storm of sands Swiftly sphering in between my hands. Streams escaping so that it expands, Synchronising sad souls from all lands.
Carressing all the hair I have grown, Whispering to me the gentlest moan While filling my mind until it's blown.
A million shiny smiles all pointing In awe towards the sun who's setting Harmonised on the winds of loving.


Collective dreamsI have long lost all of my self esteem, A dull puppet I've aspired to seem. Leaking from my brain, ideas like steam, Tainting my soul from all hope to redeem. Gushing out of my mind, sheer pain I scream. Sliding down the convenient social stream, Never guilty, simply part of the team. Marching round guts filled with deluxed ice cream. Believing blindly in envy's mad scheme, Fiercely climbing on pride's glory beam, Clinging harder on that dim blinky gleem, Reaching further toward a fading dream, Of heaven with a capitalist theme.Collective dreams


BlissfulnessFeeling soft tingles crawling along every bone. Getting chills trough the spine. Skin feels warm, hair feels fluffy. Head feels weightless, body rising in the air as if it was released from a pool's depth. Floating around, never caring for altitude. Fuelling on bliss. Eating trough clouds like they were huge marshmallows. Waving hello and goodbye to angels passing by. Being amazed by absolutely nothing just for the fun of it. Visiting heaven's lobby only to see the forever happy smiling at nothing, yet at everything. Looping around a flock of birds as they gracefully glide on air the same way I let my mind glide on joy. Swirling above the higBlissfulness
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