Sigarette Summer

O parte din mine

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Cit Aikya 
Becomes 
My sight 
The willingness 
To move  
From my fright. 
Don’t perceive 
The attack 
It will put you 
In a state  
of lack 
It’s time  
To go back 
To a place  
That doesn’t  
keep track. 

The mind  
Is not 
White 
Or black. 
The perception 
May not be 
The fact. 
Oneness 
And awareness 
This is a  
State of 
Poetic clearness. 
The state of 
True conscientiousness 
My vision is 
The decision 
Of my original 
Nature. 

Original sin 
The crucifixion 
Where my mind 
Has been 
The lifting of 
The veil 
The understanding 
That all is not 
Necessarily real. 
Is it you 
That you feel 
Oneness 
And awareness 
The granting of 
The universal 
Harmonizing seal. 
Limitless and free 
Power and strength 
Abide in me. 

The mind  
Is not 
White 
Or black. 
The perception 
May not be 
The fact. 
Oneness 
And awareness 
This is a  
State of 
Poetic clearness. 
The state of 
True conscientiousness 
My vision is 
The decision 
Of my original 
Nature. 

Let go 
As my root 
Extends deep 
And my mind 
opens 
As my heart 
Embraces 
The awareness 
The presence 
Of a soul’s purpose 
And nature 
To love and serve

My True Nature

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A young woman named Penny is locked away in a stone chapel by the sinister reverend, her hope fading with every passing dawn as hunger and isolation gnaw at her spirit. But when Bradley arrives at the vicarage—tractor rumbling, clutching a mysterious artefact in need of translation—possibility stirs anew. As Penny struggles to call out for help with her weakening, rasping voice, a tale of resilience unfolds where sunlight, birdsong, and the courage to hope might mean the difference between captivity and rescue.

Morning At The Chapel

When I wake up, I don’t wanna
Face the mirror, I'm a goner
Fake my cool, my chest gets hotter
It burns like soda in my veins
Missed that moment, lost that dollar
Scuffed up ego, hot on the collar
Buzzin’ head, where's the gain?
Nobody’s driving me sane

You talk slick, I can’t stand it
Go ahead, tear your bandage
You just want to drag my name
While I cave in, you play savage
God, I hate it — but I manage
You make me sort of enjoy the pain

I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up feelin’ like a fake, oh
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up - next to my mistakes, no
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Lose my place or lose my grip
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up - just to exist

Keep on loopin’, thoughts keep shootin’
Half alive and half rebootin’
Hold my breath like it’s a stunt
Play that role and keep disputin’
Truth’s diluted, mind’s polluted
Choke me gently, call it blunt

You're so proud, I can’t mute it
Tear me down and refute it
You make me want to burn places I've seen
But I still stay, barely rooted
Freaking out, wired, deluded
You make me wanna claw through my screen

I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up feelin’ like a fraud, oh
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up prayin’ - oh my god, no
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Keep losing sleep I can’t recall
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Keep being your light in the hall

Told myself that it gets better
But I’m still taped up with tether
Every day I come undone
Take my face off, switch the weather
If I break, well, call it clever
Say I ran — but I never run

I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up stitched into a mask, oh
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Rehearse answers, you never ask, no
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Chase the lines that they made bleed
I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna
Wake up just to not succeed


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Dispirited.
Ego-centric.
Is this what is
Never mentioned?
To live a life
and not to love
and never commune
with the healer from above.
When I die,
will I be thinking,
“Life passed me by?”
The question appears,
What will I cry?
It will be the 
great old blessing
from the sky.
To see my old friend,
to hope thee 
Just don’t walk by!
To celebrate a life
where I did more
than just show up
and try.
To know me
and you
and the great healer
In the sky,
Is all connected
to my source inside.
To the days I live,
To the day I die,
I’m going to give
My blessing
To the great source 
inside.
It’s more than
going up to
the great spirit 
In the sky.
To find my God,
my source, deep
in the well inside.
To not live
dispirited
but to understand,
as I rest 
in my source,
I become inspirited.
Not gibbeted 
Or a house billeted,
Disinhibited
Unbigoted.
Spirit in
Spirit out,
appear amid
throughout.
A life no more,
Searching only
to find
the great blessing
was and always
will be
placed to rest
right inside,
by the great
spirit in the sky.

Spirit In The Sky

Lyrics:

Verse
Another blind soul asking for direction
This dead end street
It's paved with good intentions
It's not too late to change your course of action
Better do it soon
'Cause you're headin' for a crashin'
I can't be the one to save you

Chorus
I ain't here to do favors

Verse 2
When you look in the mirror
What do you see?
Do you see a hero? Or do you see a freak?
Well
I don't have time to make you understand
Go ahead and cry
Child
It's not my problem
No one gives a damn if you cry

Chorus
I ain't here to do favors
I ain't here to do favors
I ain't here to do favors
I ain't here to do favors

Bridge
No one gives a damn if you cry
I can't be the one to save you

Chorus
I ain't here to do favors
I ain't here to do favors
I ain't here to do favors
I ain't here to do favors

O parte din mine

Alexandru Dimitrescu

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