Does everyone have an ocean homie, and so many of us, are just droplets, pieces, of a great beast, or are we in a place, where it remains to be seen, magic can exist in this place, if the heavens unclenched their asshole, so much life, so much blessings, gently sprinkling, all over your face, yeah bitch, take it, do you like it dirty, if I've learned anything, I've always been a dick, piercing into the sky, my father, I dream of him, I'm gay, Gabriel, what would it take, to rise to that stage, maybe my vision doesn’t go so far, and my selfishness, limits my view of it, art and architecture, are great beasts, truth, that beautiful bastard, always echoing, I see their seeds, hiding, in the eyes, of so many children, it’s beautiful, oh, that lovely heaven, daddy, cum on my face, I can’t take it, let me swallow it, fuck man, the game is still echoing, I still have a job to do, and I must play my part, but I sort of yearn for it, to skip to the end, for my father to sculpt you into shape, your beautiful form, sensual, enticing the senses, you see it, and you want to defile it, heaven hiding, maybe I’m letting too much go from me, but I’m not an architect, if you see it, the fruit passes before your eyes, and you recognize it, just claim it, ask it out on a date, wine and dine it, then eat it, women have names you know, the devil laughing, eternity after eternity, maybe I’m just a man, and the network goes deep, the roads from heaven to hell connect, my eyes see clearly, my divine sight, has opened, and I’ve cleared all my meridians, what’s next homie, but all this talk, it’s making me hungry, maybe I prefer to be dead, I love it dirty, a gravestone, a brunette with glasses, worm girls, she wants to be a good mother, damn man, we can’t escape it, the future is waiting, life still has to happen, we have to start walking, just a poet dreaming, but that vision, maybe it’s too exciting, and my hands are untested, maybe I still have a lot to learn, before I become a chaos architect, for now, I’m a slave to art, where will it lead me, heaven’s gates, your mom’s panties.

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