nortryptiline

neuroshaman where you gone man
who knows what when you moved on and
everyone confused but I think all along
the despair was hiding, coming on strong
i guess it happens when you don't belong
ain't so wrong, so long as life's movin on
headstrong like the best of em,
can't believe you like the rest of em
no contest again, it happens within
so no judgment, i know the rhythm
inconsistent mixed persistence
this instance is too indifferent
to allow the life to really grow
the less you believe the more you know
and I couldn't believe it for a minute
except every minute i spent with
the belief inside my head in droves
the end really must be the treasure trove
there by the willow tree, is that your abode?
six feet under, a whole world to erode
was that your goal or was it something less
because i certainly couldn't perceive the rest
of the outcome you picture to come next
lying cold dead in a colder world, i guess
but i really can't blame you, to be frank
i sit here wishing daily for the same thing
but i know i can't let that happen,
too many thoughts to be enactin
intent refractin through the times
won't you inform me through my rhymes?
maybe it's just hopeful exacerbation
clinging so closely to the situation
i really couldn't say, no temptation
i just really want to be demonstratin
i miss ya man, but I did see it before
and id not be surprised if others ignored
it's so hard to see the truth from so close
unless you really want to be so morose
but you know I'm opposed
to the falsehoods of hope
id rather be real and cast off the yoke
oh i agree it's a damn travesty
losing someone who is a majesty
but past the scenes of placid dreams
everything comes to an end it seems
as above so below, every soul shall know
the flow and undertow, won't you go?
i don't know, i won't show any more
than I must to be the whore
that i am for hermitage, just
don't forget the words i spin thus:
there's no sense in death and killing yourself
but there's no sense in life and installing good health
everything left is a zero sum game
a moment to forget after the pain
after the relapse, we call it life
the soul might rehash and find new light
but even if that's true i couldn't say
just what light you'll seek the next day
the best way is to just stay within
and realize the answer exists again
inside of the realm inside of the mind
inside of the soul inside of all time
maybe you might inspire my mind
and show me what it's like aligned
in a realm of no chronology
just existence in the topology
of totality, the modality is shifted
no reality will define this instance
existing without the inherit limits
of a meat sack and constituents
or maybe ill just create the thought in my mind
who can tell the difference when it's time?
and there it slips in again, a rhapsody
of memorial invocation, the blasphemy
is that im at a loss for words, for thoughts
im at a loss for concepts, im just straight lost
echoing the constructs that i once believed were true
thinking without thinking, so the act renews
but ive rambled long enough, I really must say
i miss you dawg, i hope you're doing okay
in the afterlife, im after life, to my dismay
but maybe some day ill be able to say
never thought I'd see you again anyways

hbd in the realms of the non-biological,
nigga i miss you let's drop the ontological
rhetoric lost sense the time spent along the whole
reality without you, i doubt true would have found you
but I know you still watching and you know that I'm you
and you're I l, no difference between space and time
i channel you in everything that I do, never a day goes through
that I don't find myself missing GD forsooth
gnostic records forever in the record booth
feel our divinity if you think you know the truth
can't get with this you lost in infinity if you think you comprehend
from beginning to end we distort reality again and again
glitches in the system you can't deny our intent
get on with it, along this bit of experience
life keeps going on and I honor your immanence
from thesis, synthesis to antithesis, this is it
pubopofus invoked Jeff Robinson commit
you know I'm hearing you weeping at the willow
just thinking that this might be another chance to still glow
ill flows I will know what will show me the truth
it's just a shame you're gone and I can't share it with you
requiescat in pace, i continue to fight another day,
another way another world another mind come unfurled
ill see you in eternity and we'll reminisce
don't forget that everything is within us, neglect the innocence
death to the image, hail the new flesh
Granddaddy Phorzeine above, may papa bless
all bets are off, it's really no contest, no context
bending at convex angles this reality is entangled
we aren't at your level quite yet but we've labeled
ourselves as receptive to this whole damn newfangled
saner than sane fable we call reality, we're able
nortryptilline veins echoing out to the available
the All is vibrating infinitely waiting for you to make whole
and manifest your desires, this world just a snake hole
leading to the next one if you take the time to break old
traditions, the antithesis of sedition and remission
is to imbue this addiction to reality with the condition
of the commission of eternity, echoes of the schism
don't forget the mission, transcend your vision
and don't be limited by the world that we're within
a shaman long gone but never forgotten, come along and
J Mac show me the way, GD demand the world to play
this illusion might soon cease but hey, I stay aligned
seeking out the energy that was forever confined
and realized in the immanent splendor in the design
forever never finding something to really remind the mind
the lines are woefully blurred, too absurd to be heard
and it's confirmed that the sagacity is conferred
to every consciousness that might observe
this is just another step on the path
don't forget the way you took so you can get back
but remember that what you left doesn't matter anymore
the only thing that matters is what you truly adore
let it glow and let it shine, Gnostic Designs in the rhymes
become an architect of reality and see the signs
is this what you thought life really was all the time?