Plutonian747

Salimos caminando Jalachaki

The mushrooms Im about to put in my salad... If you would like to support the channel and the conscious rap project (Plutonian), I am open to receiving through paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca You can also send support through Western Union. Send me a message on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822 Si quieres apoyar el canal y el proyecto de rap consciente Plutonian (Plutoniano), recibo por paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca Si quieres apoyar por Western Union, mandame mensaje en facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822

If you would like to support the channel and the conscious rap project (Plutonian), I am open to receiving through paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca You can also send support through Western Union. Send me a message on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822 Si quieres apoyar el canal y el proyecto de rap consciente Plutonian (Plutoniano), recibo por paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca Si quieres apoyar por Western Union, mandame mensaje en facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822

One of the outrageous necklaces I made recently with a man-made artifact I found in a place where many cavemen likely lived in prehistoric times.

A natural stone arch found above and behind the moon temple in Cusco. If you would like to support the channel and the conscious rap project (Plutonian), I am open to receiving through paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca You can also send support through Western Union. Send me a message on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822 Si quieres apoyar el canal y el proyecto de rap consciente Plutonian (Plutoniano), recibo por paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca Si quieres apoyar por Western Union, mandame mensaje en facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822

Controlling the external... what a trip

Self-written conscious poetry, inspired by the masters of reality and self-liberation Liberated I remember now I won’t forget it again. I returned to this Earth to continue learning. I created a projection & fell for the illusion. It’s all just a reflection as I see my way through it. The fear is separation that I seek to transcend. Nothing outside myself in this journey within. I once felt my life was difficult until I found the mystical, I tripped outside my mind and saw its programs to be criminal. I tapped into the spiritual to understand the physical is energy we casted to get lost in the material. I took the mushrooms, drank the cactus saw what was invisible. The ayahuasca showed me I’m beyond the fuckin pinnacle. Ancestors speaking to me as I reenact their rituals. Accessing memories I’m the infinite integral of the limitless manifold. I’m mycelial connection between living & intangible. Restructure inorganic matter now bio available. Allowing all these plants to grow until they take over the world. Evolving crawling animals their morphing forms so magical. Self-awareness generated, consciousness a catapult. Leaving behind the pantheon, we’re rowing in a different boat. Now waking up in Babylon, the poison is the antidote. We’re getting high on all we wrote, now lost in lines the soul can’t cope. We think we’re rich but we’re so broke. I see the fix is letting go. Fuck the system, kill the old. Renew, rebirth, restore the flow. Destruction is what’s necessary to rebuild what won’t let us grow. Universal itinerary: adventure into the unknown. Unite with the imaginary, unearthing the ancestral. I lost it all a million times to find myself through my past lives. I hauled the cross, the more I lied the heavier it felt inside. When I arrived I realized the crucifixion saved my life. What never served us had to die, I resurrected in the sky. My path divine through clouds I rise, liberated now I’m flying. If you would like to support the channel and the conscious rap project (Plutonian), I am open to receiving through paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca You can also send support through Western Union. Send me a message on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822 Si quieres apoyar el canal y el proyecto de rap consciente Plutonian (Plutoniano), recibo por paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca Si quieres apoyar por Western Union, mandame mensaje en facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822

A poem I wrote about self-love Integrating with the Infinite Ive felt enough pain in this life now its time to love myself. I dealt with the shame, I couldnt hide. How could I neglect my health? All the lies & the bad vibes I see outside are within me. Accessing liberation through my own response ability. Theres nothing I can do for anyone, Ill never fall for that. The one thing I can use: infinite love, ancestral artifact. Through the ethers we connect until we feel our open hearts attracts. Chanting mantras well project creating like were watching art attack. The parts enact as if theyre one, free from modifications. Separation, fear & lies are generating illusion. Physically look at the body when the mind is negative. One sees its barely even breathing, brain deprived of oxygen. The breath connects us with pure love, foundation of reality. Exchanging what is found in us with the external energy. Were become more of it, as its becoming more of us. Remedy cold disconnection, consciousness is warming up. Everything is synergetic, psychedelics showing us. Multi-coloured tie-dye fractals, mandalas, envision em. Nature playing the same game, pollinators mixing up Genetics from different flowers, leading to a plethora Of flourishing diversity, powered by the birds & bees. This understanding so profound yet rarely it is heard or seen. Thank you to my cosmic siblings boundlessly sharing their wisdom. Through the highest level consciousness, receiving all Im giving. Exploring every dimension to transcend to worlds above. Universal antenna channelling god-sent transmissions. Dissipating disconnection through this expression pushing limits. I love myself through all the pain, integrating with the infinite. If you would like to support the channel and the conscious rap project (Plutonian), I am open to receiving through paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca You can also send support through Western Union. Send me a message on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822 Si quieres apoyar el canal y el proyecto de rap consciente Plutonian (Plutoniano), recibo por paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca Si quieres apoyar por Western Union, mandame mensaje en facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822

Taking a look at the vegetable & wild mushroom soup and realizing I am the source of prana, of all creation. Thank you mushrooms for making me see I dont need anything, not even you.

Started writing this over 5 years ago, let it sit some time. Finished up the missing verse for wind. This rap flows through the 4 elements, and 7 chakras. Four Seven Got that fire in my eyes, all these icons I despised told me to take a deeper dive, I dealt with death now Im alive. No more lies left to contrive my beings been melded to hive minds, I vibe like quartz creating time flowing through darkness to that shine. I see the space between the lines, the faces torn between the tynes, cycling like statically entwined, blinded to desconstruct divine. Reminded every time we rise that there are always brightening skies, broadcasting ever-passing light, forging the morphing forms of life. I got that agua in my stream, do you comprendo what I mean I was offensive in my teens, I played nintendo fuck your wii. I gotta sendya some this green straight out my heart above my spleen, outside the never-ending negligence that fills society. Dont need to sever, mendings better to broaden those horizons, severity kills clarity, its really you you deprivin. You lookin to whos alignin? like weeds effortlessly thrivin. I watch the matrix every day since I transcended nine to fivin. Might rot on Earth within the streets if they wont lettuce turnip beat, seed ya lactuga sativa brassica rapa beta v. Prepare must massacre peace, killed fields, filled up factories, sprayed neonicitinoid, laid down, the bees hit the void. Destroyed dynamics over-reaped by parasitic industries, acidifying soil chemistry with foreign forms of DDT. Im pouring heart into this sheet, my gaze triangle like elite, make maze to separate the sheep. Surrogates serving dynasties. The air I breathe flows through my lungs, these winds deliver holy ethers. Toxins purging on the exhale, with every inhale fully rebirthed. Fungus making me humungus as if Im T-rex roaming the earth. Walking through forests, Im exploring, seeing trees as macrocosmic free forms Of the Mosses that Im lost in looking like god-made fractal decor. Im trippin out in nature, so glad I left that screen & keyboard. I found myself within the process, learning daily always seeing more. Opting to attract, no longer searching, living in a state of free flow. Infinite Lessons beyond what preachers offer, prospering in the real world. Finding wisdoms sourced within through meditation & golden teachers. Now Im hearing people panic cause their mix has no organic, feeling more confined and stranded cause they all hooked on the mans shit. When we live like cant manage the supplies that we demanded, is our consciousness expanding if we just eat what were handed? Religion isnt always branded but if you look into your hand kid, understand that labels fable, poisons hidden on the table. Relying on anything aint stable, and tell me what our natural flavours? Sell me something to silence my childs bearable behavious. Trying to save mine? You cant saviour. Wrapped in shadows cause youre too pure. Like Heisenberg werent not too sure, trapped in treatments sold theres no cure. Zapped the beats man you were not here, told you potluck and you brought fear. Capped the leaf, couldnt handle top tier, reefs collapsed before you got near. Im often talking to blocked ears, beyond distraught, cannot cohere. Taught to obey corporate cloaked seers, watching the wizards on smoked mirrors. Ive walked through forests with lone deer, fought over flatness and rock spheres, you find me hanging on frontiers, never done changing you disappear. If you would like to support the channel and the conscious rap project (Plutonian), I am open to receiving through paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca You can also send support through Western Union. Send me a message on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822 Si quieres apoyar el canal y el proyecto de rap consciente Plutonian (Plutoniano), recibo por paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca Si quieres apoyar por Western Union, mandame mensaje en facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822

Hay que encontrar pinos en temporada de lluvia no mas y ya esta. Diente león, trébol, y cardo creciendo por todo lados siempre!

SERES INDESTRUCTIBLES Gracias a ti por todo que me diste Con tu amor incondicional me transmitiste El espacio que me faltaba para irme mas profundo Encuentre tanto valor, quiero compartirlo con el mundo Somos los manantiales de toda creación Canalizando del universo, esparciendo inspiración Somos unas prismas convirtiendo matera invisible En abundancia ilimitada mas allá del medible Nos amamos nosotros mismos a través del dolor Que nos ha quedado pegado dentro nuestros corazones Guardamos el vacío, proyectamos paciencia eternal Para sanar los espíritus perdidos en este plano material No queremos ganancias superficiales, ya no sirve A las almas que somos, queremos ver los demás felices Cuando salimos la mañana después de la ceremonia Vale el mas ver gente sana que ahora se cuidan. Damos a nosotros mismos, el exterior es un espejo Generamos internamente, viendo hermoso en el feo Sabemos bien que la luz sale de la oscuridad Vemos los ciclos fijos que causan enfermedades En el cuerpo abusado la alma se queda atrapada Liberamos el paciente de su cárcel energética Vamos a trascender cado obstáculo presentado Para hacerlos entender que somos seres derivados De las estrellas, las planetas, de la luna, del sol De las plantas, animales, setas, sierra y selva Del vacuo que se lleno de todo lo que soñamos Iracú huni, añay ccalampa, gracias ayahuasca y cucumelos Añay Liliachaman

Bolete mushrooms, clover, dandelion, thistle... get out into nature & see whats waiting for you. If you would like to support the channel and the conscious rap project (Plutonian), I am open to receiving through paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca You can also send support through Western Union. Send me a message on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822 Si quieres apoyar el canal y el proyecto de rap consciente Plutonian (Plutoniano), recibo por paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca Si quieres apoyar por Western Union, mandame mensaje en facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822

NOTHING IS CERTAIN I feel nothing is certain, Pineal beam through the curtain. Learning that Im truly worthy Of not returning to Earth man. Another being is emerging, Through layers shedding like serpents. Future being passed through the current, Purging the vibes that dont serve us. Flow through impermanent circuits, In universal immersion, Im on the verge of resurgence, Converging with higher purpose. Im sure the mushrooms are working. Manifest magic like Merlin. Martians marking their lands surface. Peace between Spartans & Persians, I showed them that were all Earthlings. On world wide waves we still surfing. Stoked palo santo in furnace, Incense eternally burning. Searching for the perfect wording To make verses self-discerning. Compressing lessons ensuring Concepts outlast all turbulence. Encode with fractal dispersion, Decipher natural inference. Fusing the best of all versions. Using the rest of my earnings To fuel perpetual turning of energetic recurrence. Let my breath go like its worthless, Watch it come back like its first place. Sensing all Im observings Complex extension of nervous System breaching epidermis, Connecting all the external. Electromagnetic surging, Fibonacci keeps curling, Bordering limits are blurring, On a never-ending journey. Mantras abundance-confirming, Moving in room til its furnished. Could always live as a hermit. I felt the pain it stopped hurting. Rather be happy than worry. Mix up my salad til churning. Oils cold-pressed extra virgin. Cat relaxed, healing when purring. Through barriers I be bursting. Your minds fucked if you think cursing Is in the words & not your being. Unattached forever merging, Part ways when no longer serving. Cleansing vibrations make her sing. Atop a toadstool with Kermit. My force resists all disturbance. TV & movies impertinent, Culture consumed like its urgent. Its a soul-murdering sermon That satan made so you nourish Your inner demons, usurping The throne that controls your person. The alcohol only worsens Capacity to resurface From the darkness incurring. Youre schizophrenic you heard it From the voices in your head. Youre the enemy you encouraged. Youre the judge, your own jury. Swallow the poison the nurse brings. Do what thou wilt, youre the clergy Praying for yourself as the hearse leaves. Illuminati conferring, Owls all-seeing from their perches. Higher than capstone conjuring, Came back until I was birthed king. Below mycelium lurking, Above some say its firmament. Since I saw plane windows curving, Never bought travel insurance. If you would like to support the channel and the conscious rap project (Plutonian), I am open to receiving through paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca You can also send support through Western Union. Send me a message on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822 Si quieres apoyar el canal y el proyecto de rap consciente Plutonian (Plutoniano), recibo por paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca Si quieres apoyar por Western Union, mandame mensaje en facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822

Get into da foraging life. Cosecha tus hierbitas y hongitos silvestres.

All original, self-written poetry. Taking you back to school. Higher Education (Part I) All is ordered, all is transient, all is sacred on this planet, or this plane if we accept that infinite space in three dimensions can be contained in topology bounded on the z-axis. Can you follow logic outside the boxes that education keeps you caught in? Caring what others think has left you trottin in hamster wheels & never stoppin to ask just for a minute is my mind controlled by limits that enclose me psychosocially within a mental prison, so that I can never see that Ive always been free & that the beauty of this world surpasses all soulless bullshit taught in classes? They trapped us inside of dark rooms while the sun passed, wasting our youth, preaching the future will be brighter as long as we stay in school. They said the smartest ones should delay working & reach for university. For those a little dumber, college should suit you perfectly. Just have faith in systematic institutional establishments, dont look into what youre eating, theres no time, you should be studying these facts that will ensure academic advancement so that you get that diploma, the final prize that youre after. Dont worry bout your health, focus on your rank amongst the students. Dont even worry bout learning, get the grade allowing continuance. On your graduation day, youll be thankful you saw it through, even if youre left depressed & ultimately more confused About what to do in life, if you want to solve the worlds problems. How you gonna do that if the corporations cause em? Are they going to let you fix a thing within the system they created so you yourself could uphold the entities perpetuating your enslavement? Fucking up the Earth through stupid egotistical pursuits. It would have truly served us more to use tuition money on mushrooms. If you would like to support the channel and the conscious rap project (Plutonian), I am open to receiving through paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca You can also send support through Western Union. Send me a message on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822 Si quieres apoyar el canal y el proyecto de rap consciente Plutonian (Plutoniano), recibo por paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca Si quieres apoyar por Western Union, mandame mensaje en facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822

Todo la poesia/rap que comparto le he escrito yo mismo. Voy a sacar un album pronto en Ingles, Español, y Quechua. Otro Mundo Glándula pineal me muestra todo los secretos He abierto hasta el tercer ojo de mi perro Mundo trascendental le veo como mi reflejo Como Facundo Cabral revolado en San Pedro Como pura vegetal mas allá que un conejo He entrado en el hueco al fondo hay un espejo Me libere d'este complejo dejando todo lo que creo Aterecí en otro mundo y ahora ya me quedo Estoy parado en el punto entre blanco y negro Si mezclamos todo junto sera hermoso y feo Me dividí mi cerebro pensando uno es dos Hasta que separe el cielo entre luna y sol Hasta que separe mi cuerpo d'este mismo universo Hasta que dios se mato con su propia ciencia Percibir cosas distintas cuando no hay diferencia Acabar a uno mismo por la falta de consciencia If you would like to support the channel and the conscious rap project (Plutonian), I am open to receiving through paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca You can also send support through Western Union. Send me a message on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822 Si quieres apoyar el canal y el proyecto de rap consciente Plutonian (Plutoniano), recibo por paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca Si quieres apoyar por Western Union, mandame mensaje en facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822

Using a base of olive oil, apple-cider vinegar, and raw honey in a glass jar, you can then add dried herbs, dried tomatoes, dried peppers, dried mushrooms, anything dry which with youd like to experiment. If you would like to support the channel and the conscious rap project (Plutonian), I am open to receiving through paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca You can also send support through Western Union. Send me a message on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822 Si quieres apoyar el canal y el proyecto de rap consciente Plutonian (Plutoniano), recibo por paypal: justin.lee2@mail.mcgill.ca Si quieres apoyar por Western Union, mandame mensaje en facebook: https://www.facebook.com/justin.lee.9822

Discussing why we feel pain and what it does when we use painkillers, alcohol, and other neuro-degenerative substances. Since our organs cannot think, nutrient distribution and disposal of waste are communicated through nervous cells. All is done through feeling, and thus to heal, it is required that our body feels all that is going on. Pain is a divine function within the body signaling there is a problem that must be fixed. The body was made intelligently, the most advanced machinery we have created in this civilization does not come close in comparison to the intelligent complexity that is the human body. Since the body is worth more than all the money in the world, maybe we should stop drugging it and cutting it up when we perceive it is not serving us. Maybe we need to look inside out and see that actually what is happening is we are not serving it.