H is for Hot, D for Dude, I’m for life and for Him n him in HD,
After I find a FreeHD, a QueerHD,
Of a classical, closical n lovesical steardy,
I’m desperately needy,
I missed the train for a teenage love-birdy,
But so much of fun n learn of passion is ready,
Need find a FreeHD, a QueerHD, a SeerHD,
Yeah, I fancy a seerocious, for me voracious, who’ve made it,
Love is a fear HD, but I’m well, greedy, heart is seedy, World is weedy,
I need a nearHD to make us each FreerHD n DearHD!
Friends FindAFreeHD!

This Pretty Life

What’s that lets your ego go- up petty heights,
Like something can be fixed practically about me?
I can’t but plan to follow your wrongs, with the rights,
And try to feel the petty pretty might, you see?

I feel that the passion is unified- art-god and math-sci,
Love-Sex and everything life, so we can be bound free-
Free ’cause we’re okay that we just have to try,
and Okay that we may not get it, like everybody…

I don’t know why I dream for something special,
And feel special for things very simple and wifie,
He’s got to be a maid o’ me to get laid and rule the isle,
But it’s hard to hook a duke, life is pretty lifey!

Never knew it would be that nice even if tougher,
I call it a deed and I could agree,
Just a li’l bit, on the infinite, but we still ride the rafter,
through the life phylogeny…

Thru the years, I’ve been a fire-trier-lier-dire-out-lier,
I couldn’t manage to be worse than I ever be,
Life teaches lessons and we admire,
Getting better, maybe!


Audio Here:

Ions, cell-lines & Millions of eons,
and we got the life we’ve seen as,
We need to get that everything is in alliance,
Nothing defy those- the rulin’ s of L’IBios!

Hey kid it’s natural to you,
We feel but never say we do,
That it’s a nano, mili and mega thru,
An essential trios, combinin’ to L’IBios,

Time to get that it’s never simple and small,
It’ll take more RAMs and Hertz than you can call,
Life here crams  and blurts info that you can try-
To nose, the vast IBios, L’IBios,..

Muscles n the myos, close the Cori’s arrows,
via Livers and the Glia never mind sending some kinda goals,
To’em n’ll, in a jungle, amid a parasitic triangle,
That is a phylogenetic cringle, it flows, L’IBios, L’IBios…

Forget the Riemann and Lebesgue, n no offence,
We need Freeman and La’Best Integration, friends,
From axioms, magnesiums and the museums, of-
of every logos, the floss homologs of L’IBios,

L’IBios, the Integrative Biology,
It’s all over the Life Tree,
And over me, over thee,
We gotta get the key,
To unlock the treats,
We here arouse, to L’IBios,


Come I whence,
With breaths so tense,
In a smoky chamber,
Don’t remember,
I’m not loaded,
I got loaded,
I got loaded,

The lips  bid,
The taste of acid,
That you own,
& I don’t frown,
& I’m not alone,
They all moan,
For acid some,
&  no rum,
-There, ain’t no loaded,
We got loaded,
I got loaded,

It’s so terrific,
I got sick,
Float in smoke,
Breathe in fumes,
Got to pick-
my beats,
Got to pick,
My cell,
That just fell,
On the floor,
In the door,
When you came,
Get the blame,
You get the blame,
& I ain’t the same,
I got loaded,
I got loaded,

That acid just eroded,
It encoded,
In an ode,
All this load,
On my node-
That exploded,
It got loaded,
I got loaded.


Abstract:- The insanity, may, help.