Your Hooza is very Boonas

Be your soul, to make you whole.

Did you write your own tunes, or do you sing someone else's runes.

If your presence is a charade, pour some real on it.

No matter what life cards you're dealt, play them like you've got a soul card up your sleeve.

Your life is charmed and unique. Be as alive, as you sense you are.

Born to be, not to know.

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Are you only skin deep and comfotably numb, circling in a constant mental loop?
Let your creative soul artist paint a new you every minute.

Do you think so much that there's a meteor shower in your head? Your mind's strange contraptions of pointless cerebral activity.
Logic bombs go off in your mind, and leave a moof, but direction is the same old, same old.

You jump from thought to thought, like a scratch monkey, there must be a banana, but you can't stop jumping.

The sun reminds you that you lived long before you were born.

Let your head breath in everything, scattered from meaning, till only pointed directness remains.
Venture to a new view, go on over to your self as alive reachable present newness.