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I love my life so much now Im untraceable but done hiding My dog is living well I start the day Much quieter than I used Any day now I will wake and my mind will be completely silent Beauty is enough

Someday the way is become true ecstasy Like the sun Really tho Like the sun So now we know it really do get better The sun can handle the sun duh Sunday haha Calm Way To there Always chill Like woah Okay then Here we go

Their own Nothingness Their own emptiness Devoid of anything but The witness Simply a mirror There is a Yearning For more Though Untenable It drives them Endlessly. And what of us Whose daughters go to their homes, What of us Who are more Than mirrors. Choosing a different world.

Crying is just a thing that happens. Laughing can be invited. The government never really existed. Money never really existed. Private property never really existed. Nature has always been and always will be. Emotion is the way that worlds express themselves through us. My heart is pure. I am alone. Again. It is the way. There is no pride in my accomplishment. There is awe always. Light fills the room I'm in. In-between the walls the objects the thoughts. I don't know who I am anymore. Beyond the jester and the emperor… No longer the fool. Outside of the cycle of the tarot, the archetypes wither away. Nobody left to convince. Every little thing helps now. Even the ends of the world. Even that. We are new.

Anxiety arises In my dreams looking for An ear to hold it Many threads of fear Unraveling And a calm Trustworthy person Becoming the identity of my body

Rocks Sand Water Mud Digging Scorpion Just what it is Different Back underground Spotted for a moment Otherwise unseen Digging Roots Torn Not for here Never were really Better now Calmer now Still going Same mission So to speak Whats spoken Plenty. Whats unspoken Endless volumes. Enough to fill another universe. Enough to fill this this one. Something to think about. Are we in someone else 's unspoken universe But this was spoken That's the one thing all the religions can agree On This was spoken. Is spoken. Is being sung. Now Always Now Huh Better this way Accidents are sacred Like Lightning storms Honor them As we honor The lightning Keys To the Kingdom Straight and no arrow Just bow Haha Just bow Its just a bow You know That's what the zen monk learned He didn't like That the monks would bow In reverence To something else But then he learned Its just a bow Haha No arrow Digging Digging Digging Treasures underneath! Sometimes… The scorpion knows. The artists know. The artists know what they don't know. We escaped and are still around. Bowing to the artists. Bowing to us.

What do you do when the landlord's in debt. Pay his rent Choices wants and needs Don't send me receipts A memory a miracle A never ending force Its hard to see what you don't know Until its knocking at your door To get through ooh ooh To you ooh ooh To get through ooh ooh To you ooh ooh yah do it for you So do it for yah Jah do it for you So do it for yah who save your kids when theyre looking for you out in the streets deep in the woods yah do this for you yah do this for you Who make the air to breathe Who make the music to sing Who give you hands to play Who gives you voice to pray Who gives you voice to pray Who gives you voice to pray A miracle a memory A reason to go forth A never ending force Its hard to see what you don't know Until its knocking at your door To get through Ooh ooh To you ooh ooh do it for yah yah do it for you do it for ya yah do it for you

a course for the purest souls of course there are miracles a porch and a pretty of view mostly of you a course for the purest souls of course there are miracles a porch and a pretty view mostly of you Talkin to my self a lot Bought nough space To contemplate Tough break To honestly break off And do the thing Crew no issue Too smooth to miss you Rhyme with the Tribe Shine All The time Even in the shade like Pie in the sky Take a bite Fly that high A Mic and a rhyme Tighten the vibe Hang loose With a kite in my hand just choose smooth mysterious cat with a villainous hat and a pill with no cap magic in fact a course for the purest souls of course there are miracles a porch and a pretty view mostly of you don't leave it all to chance masterful masterful don't leave it all to chance strategy is different than a scheme family is different from a team captain in the high seas still gettin hyphy turn into a mic fiend turnips in my garden ima prune the ganja plant music in my house its whats its all bout distributing my talents long forgotten in the palace so majestic so uncalloused smile and practice sharpen a sword a star in the forge turning poison to power swallowing pride and towering tall though the enemy may fall they'll leave no trace masterful in the riddles and misfit circles masterful without a doubt and around the whole planet masterful masterful don't leave it all to chance masterful masterful don't leave it all to chance masterful don't leave it all to chance magic in fact attract the balance its mathematics numbers and sorcery a course for the purest souls of course there are miracles a porch and a pretty of view mostly of you masterful

• By Oscar Klausner
• Directed by Irene Lazaridis
• Jul 24–27, 2014
• The Access Theater, 380 Broadway, New York, NY
• Devised solo performance — a young man exploring the inner workings of his mind, in poetic rhythms, philosophical inquiry, and chalk
• Cast: Oscar — Oscar Klausner
• Lighting Designer: Matt Kresch
• Sound Designer: Jamie Rosenfeld

By Oscar. Something in that tea I drank wasn't normal… now we seem to be in a new realitea. Making sense of the journey. They didn't know me but it felt like they were talking about me. When my heart broke again the journey I had been depending on had seemed to end What now A cruel question As life presented A path of recovery, Though what had we wanted to Receive, or give, And had it come Does it bring you down to sing about the Truth Can it lift me up To sing about the truth Without words To get it when its in my hand I don't have to Grab it It stays Anyways And the pain in this Heart I thought I was falling apart Well I'm still here But I am Free free from the words Just writing lyrics for the truth to be heard We can hear it in the tone of my voice. It aint mine but the language leaves no choice That's why I left the words alone but whose gonna know Without throwin out a bone To chew on With you here And it's a mighty ancient song Singin through the thing called me Simply breathing im a king Just a fool On the journey that never ends Goes Round and Round They're still tryin to Halt the rumblin Of the wheel I I'm no one But I'm real As you My dear My dear Running through the woods If you hear what I believe can only be heard if you're like me. Angry happy sad The world's terrible Terrible But it aint so bad I found my sanity And boy I'm mad Entering all that is Has been And will be I Am All good Free Beyond personality Better in Flow Finding Home. Only heart Based Action— Of course it is Radically Unchained From conditioned Logic. And Time… The hurt of grasping Trying to perfect Accidental Circumstances, Wishing Nature Had preferences, Embracing discomfort instead when it is here— Structure must come about from deep within Like the birds and their nests. I am the mountain Rest in Me This is for Matthew Who drowned in the lake This is to combat Hidden illness And the lives that it takes This is for Orion And his battle with a snake That says he's not enough Despite the music that he makes I let it all pour out Like the liquor down the grate Shaky like the trauma Making its escape Out our bodies Like the spirit That creates I think I'm Free And I exhausted Prisons Inside High Guy My life Still finds Grimy City Streets Real life Is full of Free Poetry ALLOVER Every feeling telling I'm letting the Pain Gooo And the flow Is all I need. Life immaculate From Only The flow Of the Ungraspable. Inside this Presence I Am that Forever Resting Satisfaction. All that seeks For more Resists this Love. Let the Water Settle. God isn't trying. At this juncture of Realization Where the sense of a separate self embraces the Source of Creation, the Vanity of this illusion of identification as the personality is exposed. Let the open window be a blessing. Rest in what sees, What is seen has no stability --- That illusion that is built on dissatisfaction is simply an offshoot of this Tree that is Life. Let it fall when it falls. The Body creates its own suffering—and the brain is entangled in that. Of course one eye can see, though 2 eyers see more. As the brain Realizes there is More than the body-self in charge of it, A Pruning of its own structure occurs. And the shift from limitation to eternity is underway. Now God is up close and personal with the individual human experience. How does this individual Live Now. I See All I have Been. I Find Gold in that which had been rejected— All the pain, the "wrong", the greed, the lack. The frustration Impatience And shame Realizing All energy can be upheld by the Power of Creation. Let things settle Wonder where it started Everyday the last one departed Many look inside and find their truth And the corruption falls to the ground We are the lost and found. It's all Resolved. Everything is taken care of for the truth is most important The crown stays on Living from that truth I found underneath the cracks of Self I'm here for a Reason To Bring Our Tribe Together In Due Season The Council, the ones who feel it Zero point energy All Arrives Effortlessly Heavenly Receptivity Every Breath a Delicacy God has no plan The infinite brilliance Can withstand The laughable Folly of man And Create Miracles. Making music everyday Enjoying the craft Of my tribe And receiving Strength and health I've never known before A new found calm Proven to be the best demeaner through successful passages. I let my mind return to its creator and find what I had thought to be familiar to be foreign and what I used to call to to be my truest self. Now I know without any doubt to simply trust All of the Presence that is who I Am and the Trust knows there is no failure, only the release of no-longer-viable-patterns. God is who I am, and I had to see that who I was holding on to was only the product of this and other lifetimes, though valuable not essential. I live form Source and not from greed. It seemed too much was perfect Enough And Just Leveling Up Can never be done For you But You Are The One Who Brings What was You Into A Greater expression Of self Of Source Of God And Continue to give what keeps you small to that infinite Power that is Who I Am Who I Am Who I Am true maGic Simply breathe Smile gently And Return Home. As I heal long forgotten wounds A strength I've never known Shows there's So much More This body can do Magnetic harmony Tuning fork of Wonder The Power of alignment is worth This journey for The creative power comes from the Creator inexhaustible. All this entertainment Keep us in the cage man Maybe I'll be famous Makin bands off a rain dance Mastering my cadence Sleepin in a park Asking what did I start Staff in hand I can make the oceans part Severely underestimated Prophet feelin hella jaded Remembering your fragrance Guess I'm really learning patience Schizophrenic episode Are you a double agent Imagination in a skeleton Man I'm getting hella thin Pinnacle of intelligence Way too many messages Steppin on the pavement Guy on the sidewalk Goin through the same shit Feed the homeless till we getting raided Cries for help to the tone deaf I'm not ready for a phone yet Let me just process Gotta get honest Something else keeps moving me Like Wallace and Gromit Was that a starship or a comet Still got my ID in my pocket I used to talk the talk and now I'm ready to walk it I used to rock the moccasins In Colorado walkin into radio offices Manifested confidence I had a lot of shit and then I lost it Thieves in my car I didn't even lock it Paranoid homies in the house I couldn't even stop it Had to find out what it means to be a prophet Somebody Save Me I went Crazy Everything's amazing I used to be 18 Naïve with a dream Now I need a Whole team Just to share what I've seen Just to blow off some steam Just to stay clean Got some cash in my wallet Now I'm ready to sing It's all over It was all a dream And everybody has been seen The love has come To let you know Everything Can be Restored Relax the mind Observe the body And reunite With my essence And see Only Love. Home. Relax and Have Fun. - Oscar.