Virtual Ministry Archive

322 a.m. liberation, buddha, gay empowerment, plur, dimensional, dimensions, poet


Curses of the night
Earthbound souls would seem to argue
That nothing mortal could ever obtain such a schedule
No matter what is done to try and fix the issue
This being is up at opposite times,
Does not rely on the sun for magnetic issue
Actually thrives under the guidance of the moon
I was told if there is any chaos and everything went dark, i would do ok
Cursed, by supposed sins, chemical concoctions, night pawties, years upon years of living in the vibe
When most are rather scattered, when most are in the dreamworld i am alive
The night shift, this curse i embrace.
I walk down lonesome streets with maybe a shadow walking by here and there
I look out into the horizon of windows and balconies and see perhaps
one or two lights on
i live by the night
cursed by the night
by the vortexes in my soul at raves
perhaps selling that odd 40 mg cap of ‘e’
who knows where it all started and when it all began
takes incredible discipline
not to drown my soul in alcohol
or cloud my mind with weed. what does one do ?
the answer is simple, i just be me.
- Shaun A. Delage