The Glitz, The Grind & The Shine

Babe don't trip,
you got the heart & hustle
so get rid of all the shit
that is covering your shine

don't laugh, because
I’m about to spit a rhyme

do you remember the days
when we wish upon a star

it was near the east bay

when we danced in SF streets

it the low dim lights
it was pouring rain

on our stoned souls

and there was that headshop
where the guy tried to sell us meth
and you just laughed

that's why I will always
I look upon the stars
and have visions

when the sun goes down
and moon comes out to play

I picture your smile
like it was yesterday
I can hear your laugh
like it was today

once when we were

in the invisible landscape

when our consciousness was one

I told you that there will come a time,

when you will wish I was there

but I also told you,

to just look up at the sky

because I will just know

to look up, knowing

that the sun shine

down on both of us

that the moon glows

for us eternally

Today is the day
I wish you were here

with your, Eternal Glitz

Infinite Grind & Blinding Shine

by Roamcouch

Once in a dream, I asked
the ever-present question
of our time "Why can't
we say something deep
and have a dope ass beat?"

That’s about the time when

I ran out of eternal wine

When I had my last bite of

this reality sandwich

When I showed up

naked to lunch

And argued with Harvey

on which one was mind

Reality in fits, bits and tits

We code our reality

Reality codes us

Dreamer of the dream

Hacker of perception

Programmer of inception

The call of the void

Perception is a toy

Everything is null and void

The primal deep nature

of the beat of the universe

The soft low hum of the vibration

of the consciousness

The eternal luminous darkness

The white light, white heat of everywhen

The unspoken experience of the abyss

My name is nameless

My title is seamless

My experience is emptiness

The felt experience of everything

The impact pulse of consciousness

The motion of sea of possibilities

Shine of the perception

Cleansing of endless everything

The detox of wine of reality

Dining At the table of infinity

Sing the songs of eternity

Get rid of the shit that is

covering your shine -

Because I forgot to rhyme

The grit and grind

The wheel of time

Eternity’s palm, holding everything

Infinity never loses glitz and shine

only if you remember to grind

Note on Artwork:
Roamcouch/Ryo Ogawa 小川 亮(1976)was born in Japan and based stencil artist. Through the designer, it began to make the work on the street from about 10 years ago.