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VISUALS:
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Bones
The safe keeper of organs,
The erect spine that keeps us upright.
Integrity lives in the foundation of this building-body.
The architect designs first the skeleton
The mind is an atlas, a skull containing universe
Artful Hands, Bards, Traveling Poets, Voices of Song,
Movers of Dance, Stretchers of Possibilities, are all collecting bones.
Sharing nakedness of truth, They hold power with their spells.
Sitting around fire, crafting premonitions through story.
The power of word.
This power belongs to new atmosphere,
One of uncensored, overflowing divinity,
Edgeless passion, limitless expression,
Boundless ocean, enriching connections.
An amalgamation of evolutionary ideas.
Socially conscious beings building bridges,
To undiscovered conversations.
Coming up with solutions for what to do
About the oppressing forces,
That keeps us,
From reaching each other.
The integrity of creation is inherently inward.
What is seen? The outer shell.
Only the top skin of a fruit,
The siding and roof of a home,
The pixels on a screen,
The surface of earth.
The magic that keeps everything together is underneath.
The energy keeping us thinking, speaking and moving forward.
When life leaves the body,
The skin, muscle, and organs,
Which are all temporary, soon decay.
What’s left in the ground is,
The bones
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Not Dead Yet,
released July 28, 2018
Audio Alterations by Pauly Beats
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