Intricate little bonds between friends
Spark real meaning in the vacuum clouds
Ablaze and immersed in kush haze and cancer sticks
Rituals veiling me from the world
And vice versa
Controversial indulgences damned
My shallow, once honorable vessel hull
Encasing heart, tame mind, and solid morals
Within my brittle bones and battered naiveté
We starved ourselves for days and nights
Fasting from the material,
All consumed within our hunger
our every wanton whim
until we reward our willpower
and slip slowly into the world of dreams.
The emerald dream is a plane of pleasure
Comfort, lazy warm illusionary peace,
No worries, no time, taunting eternal
Addicting, empowering, a maelstrom of depth
Into the souls of the spirits that form our world
Layers beyond layers of labyrinth realities
Spawning universes out of each other,
Dreams within dreams
Shards of diamond cooked subconscious
Bits of coal mulled over and over
Into beautiful shining bits of perspective
True perspective
We embraced our sins in ceremony
Drifting in limbo, lost and broken
Tethered to this world of conflict
Consumed by our rarest fulfillment
Like ambrosia and the nectar of the gods
We taste the sweetest honey the world has to offer
And spend eternity craving the impossible
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Submission Name: Stone Age Chronicals of Man and Life
