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10/14/2009 3:07:34 PM
something i dropped for a topical battle on goldmic recently
topic: you are a meteor
.. Time on my Hands ..
I Started my life as Formations of Dust that for ages Scorched Nations, stayed Patient as Fuck. Then I Obtained Rich Inclusions of Metal, Passing thru time, what to Do when I Settle?.. Memories deep, Im from a Universe That Old, you start to think that the sun, Moon & Earth Lack soul, From Black holes to Grey Strips or Assholes with Spaceships, im starting to think, Facts are: Im That Old I May Flip. And as I pass your Planets & different Fusions of taste, dont be threatened or see it as an Intrusion in Race cos all i wants love & belonging not just Illusions In Space. If this my life's purpose then the Mission Is Odd but Wisdom Is Cause to just shine-bright but lack of hindsight mean mental Vision Is Flawed. So on passing thru milky's local Cluster of Planets Im avoiding impact & atmosphere or I'll be Dust Or Just Vanish. Hurtling at earth, not the Night For Atrocitys but im helpless to powers Of Hyper-Velocity, Lifes are allot to me, nearly wish id been Tracked n Lazered cos i understand the devastation and Impact Of Craters. Upon Impact im In tacked but like word war code's ive Been Cracked feeling Thin n Grim That I cant exorcise my demons like Lucifer in Gym Class. I know its Hard luck we are Scolding all the Hard stuff we are Holding, but when times are bad I think of those famous words "WE ARE STARDUST, WE ARE GOLDEN"...
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