thepeaceharvest(prod. by ^thousand[trollz])

written and performed by: (in order of appearance)


verse 1:  marrow

verse 2:  stranded



prod. by ^thousand[trollz]

pronounced:  a thousand trollz




verse 1: [marrow]


the path is narrow
to righteousness
dislodge the logic circuit
and bomb the circus
fight for this
flight of arrows
from marrow
that seamless peril
air to cypher
the cyclone hits
decipher
as your life get’s ripped
a clever death
insightful rifle kick
a disciple of earth’s cycle
i’m psycho kid
sequenced explosive wrote the goal
recently
been frequently focused
on a frequency
closest to locusts feasting
via remote control
a better connect
editor flex
apex predator text
who treks through dread weather
to tread better
the veteran’s steps
utilize the wing

or it’s dead feather pelican deaths
incredible depth
burn the medical tech
the king

sling a modern flux
marauder throttles fucks
binocular optic thrust
slaughters
on a blotter rush
like hobbits bottle dust
in those goblin hobble huts
the vision pitch black
we twist grass
and kick raps
convicted of witchcraft
used to run threw bars
lung knew scars
son moves bars
slum to sun
moon
stars
drum the flood fueled mars
where we settle
real rebel
the mathematics
pattern schematics
i gather
inhabit a dream level
only conceived
by those who’ve received the fields medal



verse 2: [stranded]


those on a frequency
equal to the shriek
of a shrill kettle
intermetallic

a creature
at the feet
of an insular mountain
worlds bleed into each other
as he meets and exceeds
his interdimensional challenge

he arrives

peace is harvested
beneath his eyes
he sees the harbinger
the wanderer of accretion’s sides
worlds compiling
immortalizing what’s deep inside
truth rising
to unseat the lies
the walkingstick
consciousness
the autochthonous lock
with which
the key collides
that solitude must be reached
to find
the beautiful horizon
of an event
steeped in skies
epiphanies asterisk
emptying infinities
their flasks abyss’d
gently splintering into fractal rifts
radiating trees
made of dreams
that surpass their crypts
graves
derived from the decay
of two eyes’ rapid shifts
both the roots and the limbs
growing
in confusing and elaborate twists
convolutions only home
to hallucinogenic labyrinths
with constantly moving shafts within
often go unknown
like the squalls
produced by cloud and wind
but there will always come a time
when what exists
will be consumed
even if only briefly

attuned

discreetly
peace will bloom

asterisking(prod. by lost soul)

written and performed by: (in order of appearance)


verse 1:  stranded

verse 2:  rpm the brown robe


prod. by lost soul



rpm the brown robe    +    stranded    =    inertial/entropy




verse 1: [stranded]


the inertia

of a solar system being murdered

telescoping
like the pupils
of discreet observers
the purgatory
in a heart’s
lonely stretch of galaxy
the surging void
while arid
doesn’t pose a threat
to how it beats

i wear a stone
that connects
by isoscelating out of me
my devotion channeled through a shard
of asteroidal rogue metallurgy

when love is strong enough
it can EASILY outtravel stars
despite how fast they are
beams of light
could never flash as far
death’s my avatar
‘cause all my L!FE
goes to those i love
i forever om them hugs
‘cause their importance
overflows my blood

what do you know of love
when there’s nothing in it for you
it isn’t love
if much of what you offer
benefits YOU

be honest with yourself
about what you get in return
is your love
given the HONOR
all men and women deserve
you don’t feel what you claim to feel

where REAL is concerned
if you don’t profit
and how you feel
withers in turn
while most disintegrate
when things
don’t unfold
how they desire
EYE’M on some
flowers GROWING
in a galaxy ENTIRE

the path i’m on
is worn
by such powerful diviners

twinkling surrounds me
like a gallery of fire
atomic flames
magnified
to be captured
by the optic range
the air dressed
in the iridescent
pure expression of exotic waves

i’m enslaved

by all beauty
that my eyes obtain
by eyes
i mean
whatever means by which
i gather a divine display

here you go again
glowing
in your chimeric style

endearing clouds
magnificent sky my here and now

i disappear
into a mirror
that reveals my smile

extremely grateful
for the peers
my atmosphere abounds

spend some time alone
go inside your soul
and feel around

like shigaraki’s
disembodied hands
‘my hero…’ shroud

peering down
is how you bioengineer a crown
when you look within
your roots ascend
their shoots extend
and pierce the clouds

cirromorphic aftermath
the sky a shaken etch a sketch
elaborately reconstructed
with the fragments
of the etheric mess

beanstalk technology
within steampunk ecology
when you crack a universe
you can’t keep it under lock and key
and keep in mind
your transformation isn’t finished
once its height is reached
once you’ve blossomed
your maturation is CONT!NUED
if you CL!MB the tree
EYE am what you cannot believe
you TOO can be unprecedented
and defy the established laws
of every physics
your mind could ever visit
my soul lights my eyes
the glow applies a shine
that echoes riddick’s
i’m dark inside
because my light
goes far and wide
it’s ectolytic
evanescence
dissipation
spreads
but rejects attenuation
and somehow
!NFLATES its strength
with increscent convex administration

my tree erects
within a bioluminescent shimmer matrix
and leaves the present limits
that constitute transept dimensions
BREAK!NG
transphase eradication
worlds bleed into each other
like andy and lauren strucker
light comes POUR!NG through the shutters

i die on a loop
constantly blooming
from shallow coffins
to walk through an asterisking
hypercubic flower garden
enlightened
by what my nostrils consume
from the tao of all scents
lulled by the finely tuned
silent music of howling starwind




verse 2: [rpm the brown robe]


don’t be so alarmed
the karma i spit
is always charming
empathy toward entropy
is love
that splinters sword and armor

the healing arborist
using hardwood as medium
writing his argument
for what’s right
and what would honor him
the storyteller

tells a threaded recollection
reflect the essence
from a time of myth and legends
hidden lessons

that leads in

to his higher self


y’all say that in your rhymes
but i don’t think that you have ever felt

majestic breath
of a tuned star
that no one’s seen
wind traversing distances
a million years could never reach

he let that seep
skin deep
symbols dream

a simple beam
landed on his forehead
and made a scene
nazarene

the day to day believer
ingenious
a different species greets us
venus

uniqueness
it’s how she glow
she teach us
keep some secrets of your own
increase trust
pleased enough
why not blow the beast up
street stuff

when that beat crush
in effect with it
seed falls
qigong
BE cause
restore the seafloor
invest in elder wand

deep halls
built of teak logs
like how cells bond

i heard that

see another in their highest form
lifting up
enables one
to do and say where they belong

my favorite method
is madness of the ecstatic
patching ragged fabric
faster tricks
when the gases mix
each line could have an asterisk
of the hazard bits
that’s what magick is
faith
so strong
it’s not analogous

to your vocabulary
that you acquired
huh

the bard plucks his lyre
then recants an ancient fire bomb
the working of a pseudomorph
as it leaves the morgue
free to be no more
but it chooses
what please the lord
his feet are crossed

spine straight up
in an ether orb
you could leap aboard
but you still holding onto weaker form

because she adorned
what she saw
in her illumined state
he breathes the force
power in his gaze
accumulate

botan'smirror(prod. by lucas ingram)

written and performed by:  (in order of appearance)


starlord

a/void



prod. by 7th galaxy



inhabitants of a cryoworm consists of............7th galaxy aka starlord.........dr. hatake downplay aka lucas ingram.........and a/void



verse 1: [starlord]

a little stroll
in the afterlife
to pass the time
flatline
and butterfly designs
swoll my third eye
and multiply realities
my cloud float to galaxies
transmute sound and space
through solar alchemy
ghost wizard
talk to spirits
beyond the boundaries
sage smoke and blunts
fill my lungs
on the balcony
satellite locked
laser armed at your cavalry
we i-o-a-c kid
lords of star traveling
unraveling the ancient glyphs
of wise dragons

contains magick

we exist on a spinning planet
await the landing

ten lost monks
from mars
continue chanting
a mystic night unfolds
as the flames start dancing
smoke swirls
indica haze
sativa saturn
cryoworm
the space phantom




verse 2: [a/void]

anomalous spectral matter phase
radiating fractal cage
trapped in space
sorcery below
your soul’s dragged away
tattered
like flags that waved
it scatters
like glass that breaks
drag the lake
departure
has such a sharp aftertaste

traumatic force
ioac distorts space
its fabric warps
as light collapses forth
a hole spirals
a dragon soars
darkness flame ablaze
the awakening of a jagged torch
a/void
a star erased
the shape of a latent shadow-morph
nebulous wings pound the sky
but no sound arrives
a creature lacking form
copying how an owl flies
despite the fact
this happens in an instant
the moment galvanized
the aeronautic silence
could count to five
a thousand times
death pervades everything
only a cloud survives
an inarticulate blur
indifferently swirling around demise
surrounded by transmutative beauty
that drowns the eyes
his irises overcome
by several souls in one
that pronounce him blind
his vision better
once he’s been synesthetically alchemized
his own combusts
energetically
he never sleeps
…in a house of flies
forwardmorphic
a chimp with a projector
giving a lecture
a serrated ocean
introduces evolution
with consistent pressure
he walks into this liquid shredder
undaunted
meticulously severed
he finds solace
inside the knowledge
he’ll be configured better

no matter what reflection
he’s collecting
the mirror’s clever
he takes each image presented
as etheric treasure