High Or Low? -/+ Poem by Chris Leermakers

Some still dreaming
some still soothing
yeah that's okay
some reeling, some plastic
yeah so pathetic

can we say
are you
are you the one still following
Yeah you are the one that kept swallowing that dissolving amaurotic faith
And I just got accused
yeah I got amused
I am a thinker
…and justice for all
remember

Yeah remember that last cold December
you couldn't even move
remember
you can't sedate
yeah you can't sedate all the things you hate

When I might go
yeah when I die
don't be afraid,
just put me and my music
in our own motorcade
turn the volume way up
yeah in a private parade

Now that your eyes really can see
high and low
yeah above, below, behind and in front of you
even me
and maybe more
let's see
do you now agree?
time is a nuisance to all
all that consume It
making It's mark
sometimes making It spark In the dark

Yeah It creeps
It creeps up on thee
to one day set you free
sometimes we can see
the timing
…and the tuning of our musical strings
yeah the timing to set us free
a time to decide what to bring

Why does it exist?
There Is no why, it's existed forever and is eternal
eternal existence
our Frequencies
our Vibrations
our Monads
yeah Its all mathematics
ontological mathematics
welcome to the future my friends

high or low - what's the time now?
cause i got to go
yeah I've got to go back to my own space time,
my time
so I can flow down the river until reaching my next life
yeah, just say on with the show.