Oh My Marbles

Oh My Marbles

A Poem by Hippy

I picture screams,
feel it exploding,
collapsing, in.. out?
the universe,
all behind me
flattened.. it is.
is it?
ah it is
what it is.
or well,
is it?
what once was
can no longer be,
repeat..
repeat?
false..
3D it falls flat,
yet one point
births endless paths.
twists and turns
one line,
the artist's curve.
flat to the tee,
yet ahead of you,
you are free.
A million lines,
a million lines.
the explosion is free.
embrace benevolence
together harmony.
oh my marbles..
by the gods..
where are my marbles?

© 2013 Hippy


Author's Note

Hippy
kinda lost it there in terms of finding it, covering spectrum from 3d to 5d, ask if you become confused

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Confused. Only slightly but it is a happy confusion. I really dug the piece.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Hippy
Hippy

Underland, IN



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My names austin lee wallace i am a hippy and thats what they all call me. i love music its the greatest, i play guitar the harp piano flute violin and whatever i can get me hands on. Im not much of a .. more..

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