i

  The lunar eclipse, magick, and leap years, life and love, so many questions, the river flows into streams, so many journeys, no, I don’t design systems,

  ii

  There’s a lingering hope that we'll see aliens one day, but no, some of you may know, to reach into outer space, we must become the aliens,

  iii

  What was I saying, I don’t remember, always hoping to be forgotten, outside and in the shade,

  iv

  If jokes are expensive, and worth their indulgence, what is the price of peace of mind, is it the reward for effort and the completion of work, or did it require a sacrifice,

  v

  What was I saying, I said I don’t remember,

  vi

  The planets are machines, designed to pull at your emotional source, humanity, your personality and your aspects, to see what reacts,

  vii

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  Your heart, and the strings attached to it,

  viii

  Your heart beats, the world before you, you can either consume or destroy, from the heavens, to the depths below, for a god, the frequency wouldn’t register, and your sweet daughter, he would leave her alone, cold and bitter, like the winter wind, how you reach for the sun, he'd rather watch, and gamble on whether you win,

  ix

  Don’t flip the table,

  x

  In the grander scope of things, under the heavens, nothing we build is great, and it’s all susceptible to destruction, and ever-looming entropy, corporations, industry, and Rome, I don’t know what it is, but maybe this is why there’s insurance, what does it insure, and who does it benefit, maybe it’s a grand spirit, governing a human idea, saying, yes, I want to live,

  xi

  The word every is dictated by possibility, in terms of faith, sometimes you'll see that the pool is quite shallow, and the echo of truth, indelible and undeniable,

  xii

  You want to know what makes me better than other men, I know how to pull out,

  xiii

  What was I saying, I don’t know man,

  xiv

  Your luck stat is an actual thing you can invest stat points in, it’s called the worm-wriggling technique, good intentions and wishing wells, a refrain from taking more than necessary, subtract some points from strength, stop thinking with your dick, live, laugh, love, it can be done, ain’t that slick,

  xv

  I don’t decide how a cookie crumbles, but something does, whether it’s gravity, mathematics, or fate, it happens in such a natural way, the arrangement of the go board, checkmate at each step, these lives and scattered seeds, someone is building roads, a democracy tallying votes, and the federation, greater minds at work,

  xvi

  Skyscrapers and castles in the sky,

  xvii

  If you can tolerate a transgression, to assume karma, and the Akashic records, would suggest it would be beneficial, if possible, yes, tolerate it,

  xviii

  Karma, fishermen, chameleon...