This music comes out so thick, so naturally...
it could not be faked!
As the THC comes out of the weed, it cannot be faked!
Receive. Accept. Relieve & pass to the left.

Originality is rare, yet it's my life!
As this music is everywhere in me & my life!
It's strong as my soul for as my soul in health,
for I believe in something that is greater than myself.
However do not mistake me for religious man,
I will dream my own pretentious plan.

Study lyrics, connect with spirits, as I let them out.
Know to be proud but not too, as we cry aloud, together us two, to better get us through, the thought, the touch, the taste of you.
Engulf ourselves in vibrations of the truth!
Let the music make you weightless!
Fear not death.
Fear not the faceless.
I'll protect you wondering through forbidden places.
As the THC seeps out of the weed this music comes out of me naturally.
Like the blood that flows & pumps the pain I leave it on stage with the sweat that drains.
I bleed for, I am a slave to this music.
By far my deepest passion, it's greatly therapeutic,
it pursues my life's dedication,
as I commit to this here, my crucifixion!
I sacrifice myself, for my deepest devotion.
Take you with me, in my nuclear explosion.
Make you, with me, put your body in motion.
Don't think,
Just feel,
Your energy,
Your soul, MOVE!
GROOVE to the sound moving through you!
You let it in, so let it out, how you feel!
Feel the vibration as you make your own!
Own this time that you have left, let it be shown!
Our time is not up yet, let it be known!
Be sure to secure the moment you're in,
to be sure you don't go without.
Close your eyes...in me depend.
Now open your eyes...can you see the end?

Its Nothin'.
Age Of Reason Is Now.
Austin J. Frick
Its April 22, 2010 at 4:02 P.M.
I'm not about to come down now,
so we smoke again! ! !