Too Many Voices Underwater

7/28/2019 Too Many Voices Underwater

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Paul! Lang

Too Many Voices Underwater

Did someone leave the sink on?

Did the ocean seep in through my tear ducts?

I'm pretty sure I recall my members gradually sinkingFloating and becoming soaked

But I assured myself with a voice I did not know

That the water had always been with meThat I was the water

So what's left to sink?

In the front yard

Of a home I once knew

Stood a towering tree, grown in my absence

Slim of trunk, tall of build, with wide branches

Spanning the lawn

The oaken idol made me think of Aquarius, with arms so wide

And a head so high

And seeped into all my liquid thoughts

But science eludes us

And the flesh deludes us

And all the world is water

The waters run deepest in my mind

Blue ethers of the alchemistTurning to mist that swallows words

The currency of this your world

The nation of AquariusLet me interpret this sign for you

The medieval alchemists thought that everything was made of one single elixir

Additionally, water existed before God created existence

It is the oldest of all the elements


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In the savage days of the savage ancients

Man was divided, and each man had to fight

For his own land, possessions and women

As technology advanced

Man became companionate

Social media and mass communication brought us togetherWe had a night light

A sun in the darkness

The shadows are among the slainFor this is the hour, when sunlight rains

And every man knows every thought

And viral scans rapture the flesh

A brave new worldBorn Eden fresh

With double wires, crossed and tired

With every eye a window paneA monitor the rainclouds wrought

The peace of mind the ancients sought

Keep your eyes to yourself!

For this is your hour, when sunlight reigns

This is your hour, when sunlight reignsThis is your hour, when sunlight reigns

This is your hour, when sunlight reigns

Should we use the word 'Savior'?

No. NeverA savior does not need to seep.

We have too many lights nowEverything has become connected

And the ether of soul and spirit has become mingled and confused

I can explain the rest, but not for free

Buy all of my lectures

Ninety nine thousand MP3 files

You can't afford to not afford it

Vines creep down the stonewalls like waterfalls

Distilled, hard water, rotted from wet element to wood

And every element is the same

Alchemic, liquid at the base

Like proud Aquarius, who never stays the same

shapely does her slender form

navigate and i'm like'wam! pow! what a shapely babe

that is!' because of the way her

hair flows like seaweed with the


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sinking tide and I wonder if

she can kelp me out, cause

i'm buried deep in self reflection

but her scales reflect thestars in heaven, and her

fin swishes with the swooning

of my drying gut, whichbecame filled with sand and

cancerous crabs the moment

I realized I had alwaysbeen alone before, cause

I think everyman needs

a mermaid

to distract him from thedarkness of his solitude and

I think i'd like forty

nights of rain to uniteour worlds and bring fertility

to the land all up in here.

Maybe every base and element is meant to touch and rub

And maybe it's Aquarius who stays the same

And we, the world that change

But science eludes us

And the flesh deludes us

And all the world is water

Sometimes the water is gray like iron

Sometimes trees emit cellphone signals

And if the nation is metal than no one can swim

Let thy will be done, for

The world is water, your kingdom, my Aquarius

There's nothing left to sink

But I could swear I'm drowningDrowning

Drowning

Deeper into all thingsI'm left to sink, deeper into all thing

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