Three of Three

A nonsense blog, but somehow it means something, I think?

I'm not sure why I'm writing about three things.
It just keeps popping into my head as though it means something.
The Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost.
Three dimensions? I don't know.
Black and white and beige.
Finger, thumb and toe.
Sing, shut up and listen.

Blackened Earth before me,
my palms turned forth to stop thee.
I hear a silent voice,
"one, two, three.
What the f**k is this?
It is as I wished.

Man is body, conscious and subconscious .
Man is weak, strong and unconscious.

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[Ace Of Hearts]

You should listen to Tool. I like this piece.