Funny times (AI Suno song using my voice and my lyrics) 18 March 2026
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[Verse] Playing hide and seek, funny times Without salt to eat, you cooked rhymes Neither of us two was at fault for wasted banquets put to halt
[Verse] Spent morrows, breakfast on the grass learn how to cheat, waste time in class eat tiny toasts of buttered bread I don’t judge what goes to your head
[Verse] Merely spectator of your taunts invisible spectre that haunts breaking journey to middle Earth unending piling of the dirt
[Verse] Now we know Truth a dictator merely points to the equator Surrender naked cast the lies No other options will arise
[Verse] Fishing rod through the ice clad holes An expedition to North pole Looking through the frigid waters with decorum that us alters
[Chorus] Funny times your expectations Coughing mirth, mind roams Earth’s nations We travel on journeys of sight the other always wall to smite Years of neglect result inspect Jagged edges in retrospect
[Verse] We eat green, end harvests yellow The lost sheen of Heart ne’er mellow The worn-out scythes cutting so rough into hearts so withered and tough
[Verse] Closed with time the crusts grew so hard It would take more than random bard to liquefy rust through songs shared lost inner ramblings from hares scared
[Verse] Oh tepid heart whose ways are cold know fortune favours but the bold Bundled prize winners are tired of all things that we once admired
[Verse] Arrogance, Time spins in the bogs huddled groups dissect living frogs Princes now relic of the past Fairytales are not meant to last
[Verse] Wings clipped neatly, the Angels fall What we knew I barely recall Crossing rivers between logs high Hush baby in the sky don’t fly
[Chorus] Funny times your expectations Coughing mirth, mind roams Earth’s nations We travel on journeys of sight the other always wall to smite Years of neglect result inspect Jagged edges in retrospect
[Verse] I lost them twice forgotten wings learn respect like all changelings He prays for my soul, morphing cast Theatrical face kept aghast
[Verse] Religion, malice reservoir Castration, damnation so far Everything against the True Love head bent now weep o weakened Dove
[Verse] God takes not an A, you spell wrong Heart lost in dark road you claimed strong yet you keep goading lost cattle against the stark odds I battle
[Verse] This testing, I know it was honed Yet I fail as each woman stoned It cost my faith yet I will hail your endless glory as I wail
[Chorus] Funny times your expectations Coughing mirth, mind roams Earth’s nations We travel on journeys of sight the other always wall to smite Years of neglect result inspect Jagged edges in retrospect
“Funny Times” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Cinematic
“Funny Times” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Gospel
“Funny Times” AI Music song on youtube using Suno with my lyrics and my voice / Indie
When she had first started using the shamanic gift on a large scale to summon rains she had known that this would happen according to the Ancient magic rules. These dictated that whatever the outcome in the immediate physical it would be replicated within one year or up to eighteen months from the time the ceremony was carried out thereby molding consciousness at that time. This was known as the frontal projection of the consciousness stream and required the shaman to separate from his/her physical self and stay astral during the intended time. Conversely, in a backward timeloop, one had to make the astral body go three years before the present time to carry out a shamanic ceremony that would affect the present.
Initially, she was meant to migrate from her current city to a special place called Alice Springs. She had pondered about it when the city had come out as a result of her dowsing ceremony as she did not know what this meant. It was then that she realized that there existed an Alice Springs and it was in Australia. By coincidence her own helper was dreaming of going to Australia but rather to Sydney than anywhere else. She thought that consciousness combined with her spells should take her to Australia then in astral form if not in the flesh.
At first, she realized that it was the fires of the phoenix that had been let out in the combined consciousness and to combat the ensuing drought-like state it was necessary to summon the rains. Her location was quite far from the regions affected but she knew that consciousness could carry through the shamanic trance joined with the witches’ spell if she released them within the right level of consciousness and at the right moment for them to manifest.
She knew that GAIA’s program was to regenerate herself by reducing what she considered weeds spread amongst her beautiful flowers. As a good gardener knows, if a beautiful patch of the garden is contaminated by weeds or by parasitic flowers, it is necessary to sacrifice patches of those flowers to save the whole garden. As a result GAIA had decided to wipe out many of what she considered weeds and that were in effect human beings. She did not consider them as more important than others because humans had long lost their connection to GAIA. She decided to do this in the region that lent itself the most to this and entire cities in Australia had suffered raging fires. The shamanic trance and combined witches’ spell helped with bringing some relief with the rains to the lands although it was insufficient as not enough levels of consciousness were drawn in by the worded intention. In short, the magic was diluted…
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