I awoke to a complex chemistry.
So, I went to a neuro-surgeon inquisitively to see what she could see.
But she only knows what shes taught
so I turned to a tree to see what he thought.
And he asked: when does three equal one plus one.
The answer is birth lifes creation.
Then suddenly flames rushed past. Green turned to black, and life turned to ash.
Because I believe in everything,
Im convinced of nothing.
United we ran divided we crawl.
It just takes a common enemy
to make a friend.
Marry hope and fear,
invent a color
And so, its gone as quickly as it came.
Raging tides galloped forth to extinguish the flames, and, thus, was born a cloud above.
But all else was gone, and one plus one equaled one.
Because I believe in everything,
Im convinced of nothing.
United we ran divided we crawl.
It just takes a common enemy
to make a friend.
In harmony with gravity
always bring everything down
Tear out your mother tongue-
chlorpromazine incursion-
Flesh is food and bone is stone.
A grey matter case for inner demons microphones.
Fields of shells that luck in murky waters.
A bed of nails for less traumatic slumber.
Logics taught but brains are sweet,
weve served ours up for the demons to feed.
Project loathsome apathy redefines reality.
Paranoid self-victimization in a cage of skin rage
and intimidating lack of control bring a once bright life to stone and ice.
