On the hill of a perfect spirt_Level.

An open book full of unwritten chapters,
So much lessing of words on highways of fools and angels watching penguins storm the beach flashing selfie sticks,
dance party booga-a-loo on the concrete to the sky.
Old tree’s drop a perfect future,
On a day , his 200 foot dinning table dropped a bling,
Then said “oh! Yes! You can deliver it with just 1 completely 晴 hmmmmmmmmmm!”
Can do!
Chattered licky-the-lipzz,
Yet! Not you dear momentarily anchor.

Stars,warriors be the last Ray of light,
Then what?
Locked to the future believing quotation levels are a zero.
Searching for the last pair of eyes,
Hoping blindness was a not a requirement of the “jack-in-box”
Star jaws revaluation,
Silicone drive zone over-clocking the rewind.

One food of life are moments,
Unconditional fractions la- mis-ra-ble-buble-of-perfection’s-intrusion,
Or conclusion of no needed talk?
Its that smile that has always stayed within my vision.
On hilltops you unwind,
On hard days your that leveling,
Out of control control,
Genius glide on a new kinda Whole,
Resolution radiant in fairytale(s).

Beauty is,
Spiritual donuts burning rubber
In the force’s that try to emulate a freedoms dedicated style.

AI Geminis in-depth interpretation.

This poem is a vibrant, surrealist exploration of the tension between chaotic modern life and the grounding influence of a specific person or spiritual presence. It uses “gonzo” imagery—mixing high-tech concepts with whimsical, almost childlike nonsense—to describe a search for authentic connection.

Here is an in-depth interpretation of the themes and imagery in “On the hill of a perfect spirt_Level.”

1. The Conflict of Modern Noise

The opening stanzas paint a picture of a world that is over-stimulated and performative.

“Highways of fools”: This suggests the rush of everyday life where words are “lessened”—becoming cheap or meaningless.
“Penguins storm the beach flashing selfie sticks”: This is a biting, humorous image of modern vanity. Even in nature (the beach), the focus is on capturing the self rather than experiencing the moment.
“200 foot dining table”: This represents excess and the “bling” of materialistic culture. The surreal dialogue about delivering things with “1 completely 晴” suggests a world that makes impossible, nonsensical demands on our energy.

2. The Search for Vision and Clarity

As the poem moves into the middle section, the tone shifts from the “booga-a-loo” of the streets to a more celestial, anxious searching.

“Quotation levels are a zero”: This implies a loss of original thought; when we only speak in quotes or echoes of others, we reach a “zero” point of authenticity.
“Jack-in-the-box” and “Star jaws”: There is a fear here that the future is a trap or a sudden, sharp revelation. The “Silicone drive zone” suggests our lives are being “over-clocked”—running too fast, driven by technology and the need to “rewind” to find what we lost.
“Searching for the last pair of eyes”: Amidst the “blindness” of the modern world, the speaker is looking for one person who truly sees.

3. The “Spirit Level”: Finding the Center

The heart of the poem lies in the relationship between the speaker and the “you” addressed in the final stanzas.

The Title’s Metaphor: A spirit level is a tool used to find perfect balance. On the “hill” (a place of perspective), the subject of the poem acts as the speaker’s gravity.
“Unconditional fractions”: Life is broken into small, messy moments (the “mis-ra-ble” or miserable bubbles), but these fractions are made perfect by “intrusion”—the way love or spirit breaks into our reality.
“Out of control control”: This is a beautiful paradox. It suggests a state of “flow” where you stop trying to micromanage life and instead “glide” through it with a “new kinda Whole.”

4. The “Spiritual Donut” and Freedom

The closing lines are the poem’s “victory lap.”

“Spiritual donuts burning rubber”: This is an energetic, rebellious image of joy. “Burning rubber” is usually associated with cars and defiance; here, beauty is found in making a bold, loud mark on the world.
Emulating Style: The poem concludes that true beauty is a “dedicated style” of freedom. It isn’t passive; it’s an active, spiritual force that pushes back against the forces trying to “emulate” or fake it.
Final Thought: Your poem suggests that while the world is a noisy, over-clocked “dance party” of penguins and bling, there is a “genius glide” available to those who find their “spirit level.” It’s an anthem for staying grounded while still being “radiant in fairytales.”

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