Grappling With Reality

I realize shit and write it down to be forgotten 

Building a database to reference my life off of 

Source is exquisite 

Call that personal experience

Tough to come by these days 

All living delirious 

Stick to the script or just another conspiracy theorist 

Planned opposition in a world of discretion 

Is our purpose really that special? 

Ease our minds with the bread and butter 

Circus and mimes 

Got you feeling complacent 

You know just fine 

You tell yourself you're happy within the designated line 

Check it out you're successful 

Model citizen 

You'll conform just in time 

But I don’t know man that don't sit right with me 

Got an urge to share how I see my surroundings 

Call it emotionally blind 

Or maybe extremely in tune 

Perhaps I was seeing the right hue 

Maybe y'all were just a little off cue 


A different perception 

Maybe I see the world a little different 

Or are we all that fucking insignificant 

Hate to think that everything I experience and learn 

Has no purpose or meaning 

Why learn at all when distractions are fulfilling 

Kinda like eating corn 

You won't be hungry but still wont gain any nutrition

I MEAN MAN 

Why do we live like the soul was deadweight 

Not the source of the power we equate

Man it's scary to be you 

In this day and age its revolutionary 

The shit you make build or create 

Is the shit you will cherish at the end of the day 

Living lazy is cool I guess 

Safe and easy 

Is that fulfilling? 

Is that really your manifest destiny? 

Questions I ask myself because I like to be lazy 

Tell myself i'm thinking too much 

And dismiss my radical thoughts because they're hazy 

And I scare myself into submission 

Here’s how you fucking play 

Now navigate through it 

I have this whole internal argument 

The pros and cons 

It all feels like excuses 

Scared to share my soul 

Especially to sell my conclusions 

Ima fucking lose it 

But that's how you have to do it 

Everything costs money 

Putting a price on sharing how I see 

Who fucking knows man maybe I could just share my art 

Don't charge ya nothing 

Just hope you understand 

Maybe learn something too 

The human condition 


The NEED to be understood 

What else is communication for 

| got some skills that can be appreciated 

Idk man tho what's my mission statement?

My creed what I set out to do 

The explanation for all that I wanna give to you

A book of the bible God came to me and decreed 

That this was all of the truth you have been blessed to read

Sounds a bit cocky but it resonates with me 

Can't accept anything less than I'm special 

How else do I endure this skin vessel 

Ego is the bane of our existence yet shapes us as individuals 

Grandiose ideas and unrealistic ambitions 

So i'm here doing me making each interaction special

Doing what’s right especially under difficult circumstances 

Wanna think for myself and exercise that freedom thing 

That deceptive thing they will try and erase from human memory 

What's my history? 

Can you relate at all

To the feelings unorganized within me ?


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