Feeling like it's all or nothing

Like I'm up to something

Like I'm onto something

Like I'm on something

Like I'm looking up to something

Feeling like I'm onto something

Like it's all or nothing

Feeling like I'm on something



I only eat what stumbles into my creation

Suck blood to the bone to keep it cleansed

Who becomes the woven web?

And without it / we are nothing

All is sacred / no exceptions



Laid down by the stream / fell asleep

Dreamt of the worlds we projected and collectively agreed



She was our first mirror / vertical axis ('Round the fire)

Feelings similar / etchings become patterns

With a filter and familiar tools to chisel out



Worst fears / a remembrance

How to use them to build shelters



With white sand on endless shores

Where nothing is still, until you're moved to tears



Only in your hell am I a killer

Only in your hell am I a killer killer

Move yourself to be stiller

Move yourself to distill it [2x]



Ouroboric fountains into fountains / cornucopia

Nectar of the gods flowing from a scepter wrapped in feathers and fur

She stands / dead center in a desert

Surrounded by cactus patches / touching heavens undisturbed


Blue deer dance free, the outskirts protected

By the windigo-con who makes the sweep for loose connections


The stench of greed detected from the seed down in the trenches

Gets the teeth sharper than pieces of obsidian spears


Crows gather cutting noise / eluding grand illusion

Euphoria breeds inertia / releasing spirit / serpent

Depth perception deepens / sudden eruptions in the underworld


As above, as below / silky hair, white buffalo

Pack the pipe / willow bark


Osseo / say a prayer

Disappear, with the smoke

Sparkles evervecent


Space is awesome / gorgeous

Enormous / before us, the next generation awaits



Octopus telepathic / her third eye shutters

Becoming a portal into what shakes the ocean floor

First drum / panoptic lens in all directions

The smell of copal transports to distant shores


Vines climbed / then cut

Prayed over / chopped

Mixed in a black pot

Jaguars close sight / loaded and locked

Took a sip / sit down / couldn't get up

Memories older than dust

Felt in the pit of the gut

Kept slithering up


Tethered to umbilical chord

Of golden fabric

The passage between madness and magic

Messenger manic and vexed

Inducing tremors 'till settled into some womb

Transforming into a chrysalis

Hung inside a cacoon / soaking wet


In a circle / looking at the same flame

Many angles / one source

Watch it dance in different ways

We see it dance in different ways


Only in your hell am I a killer

Only in your hell am I a killer killer

Move yourself to be stiller

Move yourself to distill it [2x]