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River running through you

With

Neil Young’s Heart of Gold

The value in that one song

Ignites a magic in me

Listening to Oasis’ Live Forever

Can you imagine living forever

So with that incubus

That cured me of lack of sleep

I’m thinking about what this

World would be like

If we were to live forever

Be any age forever

Can you imagine me changing

Your cells

Astronomically

Accurately

The curious case of Benjamin

Button

Will Pitt

Love that man

What a sex God

Forensic Fury

The fire of my rage

The sexual energy in me when I wake up

After being medicated for 23 years

On and off

So many different medications

And all of their side effects

Every single microscopic ingredients

All the particles

What it did to my mind, body and spirit

The stretch marks on my boobs, arms, hips and inner thighs

The scars I carry from

Olanzapine

Creating a serious amount of

Brain damage

To my memory

So I couldn’t remember my

Dance routines

My dreams shattered

By that pink pill

My visions of all the animals

Dying

The sun dying

And all the heavens crying

Why you fail

On this Holy Grail

For all your dollars

Earnt

For all the damage done

The permanent deformity

And traumatic deaths

For the knowledge and evidence

You witheld

A lack of understanding of what you are

Dealing with

We are all more than you will ever know

And you have a lot to

Learn

But for all your sins

And too many tears

Burn in hell

I can see me playing every

Instrument

On another level

Sitting at the piano

Channelling all of your beautiful

Hands

Freddie Mercury

Jerry Lee Lewis

Ray Charles

Stevie Wonder

Alicia Keys

Elton John

Chris Martin

My finger tips

Amadeus

Beethoven

Waterfalls of music

Electric energy

Running through my veins

Dancing across the keys

But not quite able

To physically channel

What they are doing

Even though I can feel it

Dancing on the balcony

To The Boss’

I’m on Fire

So I decided to visit Bruce

In his dreams

While he was sleeping

Putting his spare helmet on

And going for a ride on

That motorbike of his

In his guest house

Jumping into his swimming

Pool

Naked

I feel like a Goddess

Especially when I’m in water

I lay next to him

And I watched my spirit

Kiss his forehead

And then his lips

Then I felt his medicine

I know it was naughty

Of me

But then someone else

Took over

And I felt that rare

Tantric healing

The feeling I need

It’s my favourite feeling in the world

I think it’s more powerful

Than physical sex

Sometimes

The dream

The fantasy

It can be more powerful

When you crave

Physical presence

But they can’t see you

So they give you their

Medicine

In a different way

Boy, even though you

May not be aware

Just stay inside me

It makes me feel sick

To the core writing that

Knowing the truth of your youth

And you not wanting me

To know

When you hate that feeling

And not wanting to go

To leave you alone for life

Set you free from all this strife

This current station

On every vibration

Looking at the ingredients

On a microscopic level

In those test tubes

Stuck in labs

Every pill

Every packet

Every metal jacket

Every ink print

Every machine needle

Every dollar

And

Every dime

When the clock strikes

Two

The animal testing

Is worse than any zoo

Obsessed with the brain

But not really understanding

It

Refrain

The strain

It is putting on their physical bodies and frames

The countless side effects

The deaths

The permanent deformities

And the damage done

Private Jets

To your multiple homes

The domes

Of their guts

Looking pregnant

Male lactation

And

Impotence

For they are stable

Alas

Some can work

What a ridiculous fable

Burn in hell

For all your sins

My spirit soars

You don’t seem to understand

That yet

Aware of everyone

And everything

Imagine what that could

Bring

But no

Diagnose them

Drug them

Stuff them full of rubbish

Food

The terrible state of their

Mood

You have not looked into

The therapy

The healing

The unconditional love

The exercise

The diet

Dependent on the individual

Not the collective

Protective

Of your assets

PSSD

How do I free thee?

2024

We were making more progress

2500 years ago

Hippocrates and I

Have become good friends

You really do drive him

Round the bend

And as he turns in his

Grave

I give you the knave

For I have found him

When he was alive

Strive

And

Thrive

What a sorry state of affairs

Controlled society

With the money rolling in

Feral species

And a wild world

Would frighten you

Wouldn’t it?

For we wouldn’t want

Insane people running around

Who is actually insane?

You

Or

Them?

Maybe they are not conforming

To societal norms

Does that make them

Crazy?

Or let’s face it

Has the world gone insane?

I would happily wait

Lifetimes

For you two

To be honest

I think I already have

You are so different

In personality

In looks

Even your bodies

But there’s something about

Both your hands

You have different energies

One of you has that

Waterfall spirit

The water in you

The way you express so much

With your hands

The other

I can feel electricity

In his hands

Fire in his spirit

Both rare combinations

But if I were to create

The rarest combinations

Then I would combine

You two

With water and fire

The rainbow energy in me

And all the trees

In this universe

Imagine what we could

Create

I think I remember you

Both

Going all the way back

To when it was just

Rocks

Stars

Suns

And

Moons

Pitch black at night

Probably like our skin

Then came the water

And from the water

Came life

If it takes

Lifetimes

Millenia

Or

Billenia

I don’t mind

I’ve done it before

So I’ll do it again

I know how sensitive I

Am to time

But sometimes people think

You’ll be stronger, more determined, more driven on your own

Less comfortable

I think I’d find it so

Much easier

With your presence

Just to get on with it

But people have their

Reasons

And you have to respect

Them

I am genuinely grateful

For the miracles

And progress that’s already

Been made

And I don’t want to lose

That

Or ruin that

So at this moment in

Time

I think patience is

Everything

So I’m praying

Freddie

For Miracles & Magic

While I’m aware of everyone

Channelling

Can you imagine trying

To forget about someone

Who creates a life force

Worth more than money

It’s more than any drug

Music is medicine

Music is spiritual

Music is alchemy

A solitude required

And the way that I’m

Thinking

Is ruining everything

Meditate the state

Of your mind

Focus and release it

Waterfalls of wisdom

Galaxies of grandiosity

Universes of unity

Sands of synchronicity

Time filled with temples

Moons of magnificence

A plethora of planets

Superstars singing psychic

Songs

With infinite instincts

Daydreaming

Floating into the abyss

On a higher dimension

Healing my sacred body

The seductive tantric energy

That overtakes me

Sequential frequency

Vibrations eclipsing

The torment of actions

Knowing how easy it is to do

But considering whether the

Actions will ever occur

If it’s so easy to do

Then why don’t you do it?

Don’t make it difficult for

Yourself

The signs

The times

Your crimes

All the chimes

Counting every dime

So many ideas

For all the dreams

Does it matter?

In the end

What does matter?

Making the money?

Having the success?

Seeing the crowds?

Painting a magic picture

For the future

Precognitive in concept

I’ve listened

Synchronised

Knowing I can help you

Be there for you

Friendship is what people

Need

When the answers are often right in front of you

Do you keep running?

Or embrace them with

Both hands

Therefore I could not cry

I wouldn’t have slept with

Any of you

If I wasn’t on Abilify

Oh the lie

The impulsivity

And

The promiscuity

Imagine

The damage done

It does not mean

I do not love or

Care for those people

But I know

The way I felt

And I know myself

So you can imagine

The carnage

That unfolded

From those pills

Not just the gambling

Debt

But the way it changed

My brain

Trying to heal all the

Mess

Confess

Is it my fault?

Can I blame

A prescription medication?

There’s a piece

I’m planning to write

Global Medication Nation

So, if I am one girl

A single statistic

Multiply that by a

Billion

Sit with it

The blood on their

Hands

The inability to heal

Myself

And others

For 23 years

On this grail

Did I really go through it

All for a reason

Boy, the healing

People need

3 billion

Thirsty

Starving

Bleeding

Medicine

Shelter

Frankly, I think you’ve

Wasted my time

For all of your sins

Burn the rubbish

In the bins

All of the waterfalls

Of sound

A clarity in my mind

I have finally found

Been allowed for once

Why don’t they

Leave me alone?

Why did they touch

Me?

In the first place

All I needed

Was some sleep

Every word

And

Every creep

Barefoot

Just like I’m supposed

To be

Zen

Tranquility

Happy

And

Free

Sing

Let their music heal

You

Guide you

And let your body

Move

To the groove

Bless the ones

Who deserve blessings

Turn the other cheek

When you need to

Support their art

And grow The Dream

Team

Create your magic…Palice

And it’ll be far from

Tragic

Black star

There’s a strength in you

Fire rainbow energy

And all things new

Power to the people

Just keep it true

2nd October 1951

Gordon Matthew Thomas

Sumner

Solicitous moons

And

Solipsisious suns

Guiding you through

Your dreams

Every animal

Translated

Into the orchestra of

Sound

A delicate butterfly wing

And the pace of a

Humming bird

To practice your instruments

Individually

But when you bring

Them all together

Magic happens

The orchestra of life

The strife

Of 3 billion people

This morning

For their healing

And their feeling

The Priestess

And

The Goddess

Dancing through

Your finger tips

Rainbow eyes

Written in the skies

‘Don’t stand so close to me’

Every drop

In that waterfall

Of mystical rhythm

The unique clap

Freeing you from every

Trap

Astral projection

Amadeity’s protection

Happy Birthday boy

A man of such fortitude

And

Grace

For they did not truly

Understand you

But it’s written in you

Every line

And

Every hair

Speaks wonders

In my truthful glare