Journey

[Verse 1]

I exist as an explorer

Inspired from the winds enchanted, organic intent which caresses the aura of life and its winding roads

My home lies within the confines between the earth and the atmosphere’s ozone

A nomad on the roam I walk through the park

Acknowledging tree shades, light to dark, and my mark can’t be measured by miles or kilometers

My dreams I reach pinnacles of infinite heights, spiritual flights, cause’ i'm a wanderer

Possessed by an infinite journey

I go with the pace of my heart, my metronome is not in a hurry, life will surely lead you in the right direction

My soul is the compass of my intuition combined with reflections makes up my perception

I fly on the back of the sky, surfing on the thought plane

A matter inspired by my ancestors lives

So high, you don’t know where you are

I see the goose prairie with my family

Contemplating the stars on our backs

This is not about where you want to be, but where you’re at

And if you know that, and simply follow your own map?

Reality is an effect

So don’t believe everything that you hear

I ponder the thought of life in other unseen atmospheres

Anything out of the ordinary is considered weird

I try to stay clear of them Earthlings and their peers

Trying to find thoughts fountain

With a backpack and a notebook, I sit on top of the olympic mountains

Negative thoughts, I drown them ascending the trail

Winding around the curves of rock, plotting the scale of destiny’s surface

I will never fail

But my purpose is passed with worthless merchants and their distracting urges

I meditate to the medicinal music

Produced by the choir of tropical rainforest animals

Aware that I am only a student

The classroom of mother nature is the only witness

But life can leave you in an instant

And in the forest, it’s the survival of the fittest

[Verse 2]

Traveling, babbling to my self

Not knowing where I am going

I follow the river that is showing me direction

I expand over the universe and converse with heaven

Hovering over gravity’s dimension

Feeling freedom and justice

I metamorphosize

As a Native American

Hijack the Santa Maria and assassinate Columbus

Transcend my being back to present time

Sit on the porch with my parents and converse about life in the sunshine

Abort my mission for another expedition

Listening to birds cipher in tree tops as I beatbox to their wisdom

I stand on sacred ground that is engraved

For all the fallen journey men who pave the way for the present day

I stand alone with only my echo trying to act brave

Deciphering graffiti hit it by the Americans who decide the adventures in K

I puff on the peace pipe and watch the smoke sway

Aware that one day we will all pass away

But until that time

I will sit at the sea side

Unwind and continue to write rhymes

I’ll praise the most high

Without that spirit, life would have no light

The guiding force that shines bright

Giving travelers their navigational insight

With my walking stick, I spit licks

Hop over the present and watch the apocalypse erase this in the year 2006

Back to the 206

Hop on a bus to the 604

Like a show in fourth world

Having them screaming for more in the front row

Remain humble

I transport to the Grand Canyon with an eighth of 'shrooms concealed in my jansport

I report into my notebook as the remedy

Conserve my energy into painting the present

Remembering the memories

Always remain in forward motion

I hold the pen of eternity as I script to the sound of the waves formed from the ocean

Swim to the pace of the harmonic embrace

Tectonic plates shifting a subsonic rate in the Earth’s outer face

Changes like the seasons

I converse with Orca whales about existence and the reason why we fight our own kind when we all are breathing

A traveler who is with the everlasting journey and I’m leaving