Dark Rings

Finding freedom exposing veins
This experience has you jaded
For no real point I can conclude upon
You look to a leader when I’m towards the far side

Roaming the planet trying to understand cause you stand under it
True Queens recognise their presence
Ironically we’re on the same road that I’m sure your minds on
I will go to where the breeze goes
Staring into mirrors reflecting about how society interjects everything
Can’t run to freedom
Cause someone might have a gun
Logically freedom implies everyone does whatever, only want what is meant for us

Blue skies and I’m tired
Dark rings with the fire
All mirrors point within
Nothing ever really ends

Saying oh my lord beneath different contexts
Rollie on the wrist, spending tonnes of time on time
There is correlation between statements and amazements
Psychedelic arrangements of the mainframe in the basement
Going on since the ancients
Out the box I spawned up in
Not yet found the wavelength
Space is everything and nothing depending on what you make of it
Cause Set
Not for long
I gotta go meditate - wait for me
Alalu signing out
Peace