BetaVerse By Aaron LaLux cover art

BetaVerse By Aaron LaLux

BetaVerse By Aaron LaLux

By: Aaron LaLux
Listen for free

About this listen

 Spoken Word Poetry For Your Soul. 🎶🎧🎶🎧🎶🎧💙Aaron LaLux Art Literary History & Criticism Music Social Sciences
Episodes
  • American Refugee Live From Sky Tower

    American Refugee Live From Sky Tower
    Nov 11 2024
    American Refugee Live From Sky TowerAmerican Refugee Part 1: Waking UpHead feels like a ton of bricks,Trying to retrace my mis-stepped steps,Where have I awoken,What country am I in,Who was that girl last night,Why did I choose to go through it again,When will I finally say enough is enough,Enough is enough,Why does the poison taste like medicine,I love everything that hates me,Alcohol and cigarettes,Promiscuous girls wanna date me,But only for a night and then a day of regrets,Eating sushi,In the center at the top of the pyramid,This is the life,Point blank period,Hamachi ahi,Uni unagi,We eat everything,Up until the last big fish in all the 7 seas,7 seas 7 sins at the table gambling’,Wash it all down with all green everything,Green dollars green grass green eyes green tea,From poor to rich tables turn lights switch look how the pendulum swings,It's 113 degrees here in Sin City,Can we at least admit that something's wrong,The mass media is an encyclopedia of trivial distractions,Same old dance and song,Who cares about a couple of convicts or the size of Lebron's d!ck,We're all lost at sea and can't see the coming storm,A night was had dancing music flirting new friends,We're all in it together a glorious moment with people from all over the world,We were on top of the world,Surfin on a rocket on cloud 9 with some fine felines,Bumping beats with a pocket full of sunshine,Flashing lights and flashy ladies,Drinks on me,No, literally, "drink's on me.”.American Refugee Part 2: Top of The PyramidEating sushi in the center at the top of the pyramid,This is the life point blank pyramid,Built on the back of high hopes and low self esteem,Where every game is fixed and sits upon a million broken dreams,See,I've seen a man lose everything due to his greed,In the passionate pursuit of his wants,He seemed to have lost all his necessary needs,See,This is Vegas baby,Where bad things seem good,And good things seem shady,Though luckily,I've mastered the art of the sin,So I rarely play,And when I do I play to win,Loaded dice cards up my sleeve,I know the dealer plus I paid off the magician,For I am one of those that made it,To the top of the pyramid,So now I sit in a penthouse suite with a sweet freak between my sheets at the Luxor,I told you before this is the life point blank pyramid,Hahahahaha,Head feels like a ton of bricks,Trying to retrace my mis-stepped steps,California draught Texas floods,Possessive lust disguised as love,Disgusted but what can any of us do about it,The truth is we've got to stop talking and be about it,And that is the fundamental problem,Plus Luciferian false prophets profess hedonistic linguistics,On various obsolete topics,As artificial mystics with marketable gimmicks,Break the rules and the lines of scrimmage,This is serious in all seriousness,Still we try to ignore it all and fill in the hole with alcohol and other various intoxicants,That is the elephant in the room,We are all consumers consumed,We are slaves that dig our own graves,And build our own tombs,We can Tivo a TV show and that can be saved,But we can not seem to save our own souls,My heart has some holes,No clouds in LA just that ominous haze,113 degrees in the shade,As the Luciferian prophets are praised,And we don't care about the world as long as we're getting paid,Only when the last tree has died,The last river has been poisoned,And the last fish has been caught,Will we realize we can't eat money,And we know all of this deep within ourselves,That's why we feel uneasy and anxious,Because we have no one left to blame but ourselves,So we log onto Facebook,Searching for some kind of company and salvation,Some words to guide us and pass the time,Some voyeuristic advice and definitive direction,But the revolution won't be televised,Online on the internet what do we really find,Just words and some pictures,Humankind homogenized,And infidel idols idolized,While copycat killers copyright what was one ritualized,And what's left of Mother Nature becomes industrialized,Hot as Hell still the temperature continues to rise,It's 113 degrees here in Sin City,Can we at least admit that something's wrong,The mass media is an encyclopedia of trivial distractions,Same old dance and song,Head feels like a ton of bricks,Trying to retrace my mis-stepped steps,Head feels like a ton of bricks,Trying to retrace my mis-stepped steps!,Will anyone go with me?.American Refugee Part 3: Exodus I came to this country to escape Hollywood,Where I was trapped in its trapped trappings,Trapped in its clubs,Trapped in its women,Trapped in its drugs,Trapped in its cliches,So why is it I find myself on the other side of the world,At a club with some women on drugs trapped in the same cliches?Same sh!t different country,I guess you can take boy outta LA,But you can’t take the LA outta the boy,I am the world’s first American refugee,Except I didn’t come on a boat in ragged clothes clinging to my body,And ragged hopes clinging to my psyche,I came on a plane ...
    Show More Show Less
    41 mins
  • 📝🙉🙈💉 What Words? Hello? Is This Thing On? 📝🙉🙈💉

    📝🙉🙈💉 What Words? Hello? Is This Thing On? 📝🙉🙈💉
    Mar 4 2023

    What Words


    What words are left,

    that haven’t already been said,

    it’s as if everyone’s gone deaf,

    no patience left to hear anyone else’s perspective,


    no one’s in their right mind no one has the time,

    stroking their egos to fear porn everyone is on edge,

    no one pays any attention or any mind,

    we’ve checked out & left the rest of the world for dead,


    we’re all Agoraphobic, most too scared to leave home,

    doing paranoia aerobics, getting their anxieties toned,

    won’t come in contact with anyone unless vaxx’d up,

    mask up eyes down mask up face down,


    fearing thy neighbor instead of loving thy neighbor,

    no eye contact just contact tracing history erasing,

    it’s a psy-op to harvest patients with no patience,

    while two sides of the same coin continue debating,


    genetic memories lost as our time gets harvested,

    forgetting that news companies are big businesses,

    & just like big pharma their bottom line is profit making,

    the fine lines blur between national & corporate interests,


    this feels like a futuristic dystopian sci-fi flic,

    this feels like an episode of The Twilight Zone,

    where we don’t even converse with other humans,

    & all communications are done through our phones,


    it’s got me feeling like a Reality Refugee,

    who’s fled this Neo-Techno Matrix of Monotones,

    searching for someone somewhere authentic,

    where people still talk & emotions are still shown,


    take a good around you,

    let’s play a not so little game,

    how many people can you have a conversation with,

    without it feeling awkward or at least kinda strange?


    But hey what do you expect when no words are left,

    that haven’t already been said,

    it’s as if everyone’s gone deaf,

    no patience left to hear anyone else’s perspective,


    no one’s in their right mind no one has the time,

    stroking their egos to fear porn everyone is on edge,

    no one pays any attention or any mind,

    we’ve checked out & left the rest of the world for dead…
    Show More Show Less
    6 mins
  • BetaVerse #5 Alright Ok Ok That's Cool

    BetaVerse #5 Alright Ok Ok That's Cool
    Aug 13 2022

    💃🏻🪩🕺🏻 lyrics lyrics lyrics

    Show More Show Less
    5 mins
No reviews yet
In the spirit of reconciliation, Audible acknowledges the Traditional Custodians of country throughout Australia and their connections to land, sea and community. We pay our respect to their elders past and present and extend that respect to all Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples today.