Hyperborean Dreams - Fliptrix

My heart’s beating, like the tribes

Rising like the phoenix out the ashes

When I channel rhyme

Freedom of the mind

Ain’t a crime ban the alibi

Ignite the light body

Pull my arms back and forth

Forth and back, back and forth

Then I’m taking flight

There’s a star, there’s a star

There’s a Star Being

High up in the sky

Don’t be startled when you see them

In essence they’re

Getting more present

AM to the PM

Trust in the heart

Don’t trust in the P. M

Real eyes, realise

Real lies see them

With the three of them

Pinecone

Replicated shape

Stays key to the seat

Of the soul of your being

Gold lights healing

No time to reason

Ghost in the speaker

Bringing heat

For the evening

Opening the curtain

Then enveloped

By a purple light

Lightning strikes fireflies

Dying on a rainbow vibe

Mind frame mesmerised

Photogenic exercise

Saving memories

Every millisecond

Is well advised

Where do you exist

If there’s no such thing as time?

Where do you exist

If there’s no such thing as time?

On the piff highway traveling

Linking up with the mountain men

Eons of years more advanced

Why you doubting him?

Who are you?

Who am I?

Stars we count as them

I’m at a base

In the hollow earth

With the Jura Mountain men

Converse with telepathic words

Let me cut to the chase

Pass the secateurs

I’m paid a visit

From bees in the park

It’s regular

Met them at the centre

Of the first conceived nebula

Structure of the message

That was left was molecular

It said that Mother Earth’s in trouble

And we must respect her

Elevate our frequencies

Meditate and connect with her

Never heckle her heckle her

Heck we’re still in debt to her

For blowing up

The nukes in her womb

And fooled to neglect her

Better change our actions

Coz she’s running

Out of nectar

We don’t wanna fall fall

Like like the rain rain

Maybe there’s a couple people

Think I gone insane, sane

In the brain brain

In the brain brain

Or maybe they have

For not really using theirs

Shooting clay pigeons

When you need to eat

Is not prepared especially

When food for thoughts

Flavours way better here

Time to lose the blinkers

Wipe the sleep off and stare

Fire coining out the speakers

Energies like solar flares

Old mottos come to mind

He who dares wins, I dared

Going on veterany

But there’s no pets in here

Straight wild animals

That put a saber tooth

Through fearrrrrrrrrrrrrr

I think I made that clear

I think I made that clear

On the piff highway traveling

Linking up with the mountain men

Eons of years more advanced

Why you doubting him?

Who are you?

Who am I?

Stars we count as them