Jay Alejo Writes

sick of feeling tired and warmed over

i cracked the books and tried more homework

while im beholden in my way to big pharma

i grew the most in the company of the Dharma

chaos magick and the Great Dao help me figure out

how to go about living as a being in the here and now

so as Samsara keeps looping

im lining up my goals taking aim and shooting

resolutely putting down the booze and the plumes of fumes

maybe when they exhume my tomb

nicotine will not have proved my doom

wait one second Mom get out of my room

cant you see im composing sick verses

Gods hat trick reverses unleashing unrecorded curses

eschatology in a world so merciless and worthless

but its all we have so we gotta be born run in and grab

the triple jewel three magick weapons and secure the bag

matter of factual loaded up with goods by the satchels

getting so high i feel like im a pterodactyl

but im just an autodidact so when i come down

i blaze up and fly back transcending ground

you cant take it with you and your sins you cant buy back

so dont even entertain the notion to try that

and while your at it settle down the commotion

internal or external the Dharma ocean

describing views and emotions and dont act rashly

apply the ointment and take the medicine and lastly

dont ask me if theres hope or its hopeless

the world is wide open so just put down the potions