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letra de off the dome - alex dionisio

my mind drifts
your mind sits
i think
i just know
you just don’t
here we go again with the flow that you ignore
if you’re not an open sore
i guess you’re just a closed door
here i go
your stopping is like obnoxious
but i don’t pay attention
my thinking is on other topics
now watch
i don’t see ya
i just be the opposite
it’s the polar opposite
now i’m on the spectrum that you not are in
every time i just watch the skies i see the god’s eyes watching down upon us
you’re not guys
you’re not girls
what does that make you?
if you’re not a human being, what does that make you?
if you’re not shaken, i will shake you
if thеre’s something elsе to do
maybe think what that is, think of between the two what is better
and then think what to do and then do
now we’re gonna just exam the topic
the x adage, the exam that you’re jotting
everything i am rocking—you are not rocking
i am what you have not been
long pause
i don’t hate to stop, but i hate to stop y’all
okay, now again
now often i’m just sitting, just rocking back and forth
my head is just knocking the wall
watching the other wall
uh oh, what’s going on?
a new track
guess who’s back?
(my mind drifts, your mind sits, i think)
i wake up refreshed
i hit the deck, get my cup and sip
nowadays i don’t think that others are doing it right
who is?
i must be the one truest with might
now i’m back in your earhole
not that
you just got it closed to what you should be hearing, people
nowadays, coward ways rule
nowadays, who rules?
you don’t know who is up above
you know their names, but you don’t know what’s possessin’ ‘em
here we go
you’re too worried about your material possessions
real, no more closed lips
no more zipped lips
the flow is outward to you cowards
now i hear everything you don’t
i watch birds when i’m seeing nature
you don’t see nature
and nature’s not in ya
i’d hate to wait to say what i would to please me, not to please ya
nowadays, how would you like to get paid?
yes, you heard it
yes, it’s worded, unlike the words that are in your head
oh wait, there’s none in your head
what would a nun have said if she were to counsel you?
now here we go, down and up, left and right
your death was right
think of how i might just say that or say this
play back the b-tchin’est set
thinking that you’re just figuring sh-t
and you’re a wreck
so if following the rules is a mistake
what does it mean to not follow them?
it means it’s you doing something right
who is? you is doing the druid spike
like, if i were to stab you, would that make me a bad dude?
if i were to not do anything, sit on the couch and die, you couldn’t stop me
if you tried to pull me off that couch
you would be full of bull out and out
now, who is the man truest to the human plan?
god ordained me to just pain you and just take you on another higher plain
why would you not do the righteous thing?
like i have been all my life
you’re a has-been with no life who’s just trying to make noise
take your other thing out
want a thing?
want a wing to just fly around?
well, you haven’t evolved yet, you’re still down
at the bottom of the barrel
as i wander through this apparel
how come nudist living is not a new trend that we’re all doing?
who is you and who is i and who is the un not inspiring?
incongruent with how we should be doing things
and if you’re not striving, no ambition is what your mind is not hiring
why then?
how come this new order of the world is in place?
i am at a search for the truth
no, i’ve already found it
working movement is what i am into
and i am in it at the moment
ensconced in it
and you pr-nounce things all wrong and then
how is this going down again and again?
this practice is wonderful
i’m thinking of this wonderment and wandering through the woods
the jungle is so dense but we take it away for something much worse
it’s so perplexing, it’s mind-boggling, the problems
it’s like we love bad and we hate good
hate, what a thing?
but we think it’s the best that can be
let’s see
if i pour another cup of the brown
my mind will be around the universe, working like you wouldn’t know
so out of this world
go out and just into, what?
i don’t even think i know no more
hold the phone, up and down
there’s a scientific process that much be followed
how, how the h-ll is it going down where you are, eh?
if it’s not in our conversation
it’s not in the conservatory of our vocabulary
whole sp-cious
so what are we even saying?
we can only use a few words
who are you stupid birds?
this is just a walk in the park
a cake walk, a piece of cake
a piece of pie
as i just take your pizza pie and smash it
nothing but a f-cking drastic change from what i have been
to always switch it up
think of how we could be different
and how much better than this one was
other than a buzz you get from stupid ass stuff
i try to just lift off, rocket on me, under, lifting
who you want, number one, ya see, truly yours
who could be as wonderful as you and yours? huh
as i travel the globe from this place that i sit at
stationary
the one place doesn’t vary
i don’t have to move to go to the other side of the globe
lounging around here, nothing’s going on
but everything in the world is going on
as this wind swirls around
as the world turns around the sun and roly-polies
swallows up, tumbles down
somersaults down everglades
and climbs up volcanoes and then tumbles down
what a wonderwall
is it not good enough to put out at all?
i beg to differ
do i need music or rhythm to get it going on? i do not figure
and that’s the end of this jig or two tune
in a world where nothing’s wrong, what’s going on?
if any action, thought, speech, whatever is clever and good
then there’s no such thing as breaking the law
but if you get sentenced to death and they k!ll you
what happens after?
is everything right then?
the person that dies, what happens then?
do they come back to life?
and the ones that smacked him with life and k!lled him
what of them?
so interesting to ponder, to wander without moving
to be lying flat on the floor
staring at you and yours
back and forth, acting
what?
wonder this or wonder that?
do you even think or do you just compute?
are you flesh and bone?
are you just circuitry and metal boards? surrounding you, holding you in place, sh-lling you
taking you, shaking you and yelling at you
okay, so the bottom line is are you a lion or lioness?
are you a human being or a robot just lying and sh-t?
are you a human being or are you a robot?
are you mentally ill or are you a broken machine?
hoping to be your best dream
what are you?
what are you?
so it comes down to this
right now i feel like human beings, people are either broken machines, just poorly functioning robots, or at best they are just mentally ill human beings
at worst, broken machines
at best, mentally ill people

- alex dionisio

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