segunda-feira, 5 de fevereiro de 2018

The soul on the journey of laughter(sacred intergalactic ghouls)

Eternal soul journey

A simple man experiences spontaneous laughter
The mouth revolves with laughter again and again
Opening and closing and moving the sound of laughter out
Each revolution of laughter send his soul a kilometer further

Winding turning and twisting out of the mouth
laughter a wagon with a heavy motor shaking and roaring
The smoke and noise accumulate over the hills
The woken spirits breath it in and twist and turn in the air toward the source

Almost on your lips like drum sticks hitting the drum surface
Hitting your lobes and eyeballs circulating the crowd of laughing beings
Heating the air and the minds of them all
Infecting them with a constant aura of confusion

The sun bears down and cures it all before nightfall
Even the elephant stamps it's heavy foot down hard
And the jokes over but the soul is still moving
far into the next galaxy smiling guiling and worriless

Rocking past an earth like ours busy and drooly
The soul bursts into laughter once again and the body
with it's legs stuck onto this surface once gain coins a phrase
razor witty to get them choking and spitting uncontrollably giggling

The soul past the planet and observed it with snake eyes
Tibet cool in the guts, molten indus hot in the head
In the direction which genius galactic ghouls had given it
over the orbit dropping down to smell the mess

And up it came mango face
Thanking god with it's blinking and it's laughter
Shining off the local sun
Creating it's own atmosphere just to camp and witness the humour
For a millennia

Dream wildly said the ghouls as the soul placed itself above them in the planets orbit

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