AndyC
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- Nov 30, 2015
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Dude
My ears are blocked
Can’t hear a thing
But the sweet music
From what sounds like down the block
Although it’s right in front of me
I’m gonna lose it
This isolation
Via sensational
Distortion
A fortunate
Portion of it
Allows for the magic necessity
A new world
Ahead of me
The mystery, poetry
Get a load of me
Avoiding reality
Seeking a lack of clarity
To avoid the absurdity
You heard of me
I heard of you
Can’t find you
Found the worst of you
In this distorted place of you
You
You do you
I do me
I don’t know you
Sweet
Let go
The clouds will carry us
Through this labyrinth
Heavens counterfeit
We be swaggerin
Through the endless spiral
Of Introspection
We be rivals
Under detection
Of the function of empathy
Helpin’ us understand
Through the reflection of ourselves
Evolution compels us to find
A shell to pick off the sand
I held it in my hand
Put my ear to it
Dammit
That’s the end
Of my makin’ sense
I’m dense
Can’t listen
Because the truth
Can’t be absolute
Even with my bayesian proofs
I lose you too soon
Emptiness follows the context
I’m messed in the way your lesson
Is to let on the rest of
Our little conversations and romance
Elevations of expanse
To freelance the chances of social finance
Making’ it’s way, surviving through the selection
The bias of previous inspections
Into our riddles of identity
The comfortability of completion
Secretions of deletion
The messages I sent to me
A gentle reminder of my identity
Can’t keep it straight
For the sake
Of staying sane
The paradox of living and thinking
I’m thinking
I’d be running away from
Myself in the past
IF the present weren’t so fast
Although it’s a chaotic jumbling of presence
I’m from the past
The entropy allows me to distinguish easily through memory
The past, although the present is so fast
Makes me wonder
Lumberjack, Fun for the cucumber batch
Cumberbatch
Doctor who
Got the idea of reality
Material though changes in alternate realities
Lost in the words I speak now
Stream of consciousness seeks out
Meaning in the sweep out
Of the sweet now
That’s enough for now
I’m out.
Out of within
I’m without in
For the in of the out
Is in its out for the out
Of the in is my out
Of within my doubt
Of the sins in
My out
Don’t crouch behind the line
Of quality for the binary quantity
Of truth is as good as the view I own
Without whats within and without in within
For without in would the out be within the without of the out
The in of the out is without the withins of in and out
I make sense now
Wow
Don’t really care in this stream
Its a dream
Of what I deem important to me
I’m done
I’m within.
My ears are blocked
Can’t hear a thing
But the sweet music
From what sounds like down the block
Although it’s right in front of me
I’m gonna lose it
This isolation
Via sensational
Distortion
A fortunate
Portion of it
Allows for the magic necessity
A new world
Ahead of me
The mystery, poetry
Get a load of me
Avoiding reality
Seeking a lack of clarity
To avoid the absurdity
You heard of me
I heard of you
Can’t find you
Found the worst of you
In this distorted place of you
You
You do you
I do me
I don’t know you
Sweet
Let go
The clouds will carry us
Through this labyrinth
Heavens counterfeit
We be swaggerin
Through the endless spiral
Of Introspection
We be rivals
Under detection
Of the function of empathy
Helpin’ us understand
Through the reflection of ourselves
Evolution compels us to find
A shell to pick off the sand
I held it in my hand
Put my ear to it
Dammit
That’s the end
Of my makin’ sense
I’m dense
Can’t listen
Because the truth
Can’t be absolute
Even with my bayesian proofs
I lose you too soon
Emptiness follows the context
I’m messed in the way your lesson
Is to let on the rest of
Our little conversations and romance
Elevations of expanse
To freelance the chances of social finance
Making’ it’s way, surviving through the selection
The bias of previous inspections
Into our riddles of identity
The comfortability of completion
Secretions of deletion
The messages I sent to me
A gentle reminder of my identity
Can’t keep it straight
For the sake
Of staying sane
The paradox of living and thinking
I’m thinking
I’d be running away from
Myself in the past
IF the present weren’t so fast
Although it’s a chaotic jumbling of presence
I’m from the past
The entropy allows me to distinguish easily through memory
The past, although the present is so fast
Makes me wonder
Lumberjack, Fun for the cucumber batch
Cumberbatch
Doctor who
Got the idea of reality
Material though changes in alternate realities
Lost in the words I speak now
Stream of consciousness seeks out
Meaning in the sweep out
Of the sweet now
That’s enough for now
I’m out.
Out of within
I’m without in
For the in of the out
Is in its out for the out
Of the in is my out
Of within my doubt
Of the sins in
My out
Don’t crouch behind the line
Of quality for the binary quantity
Of truth is as good as the view I own
Without whats within and without in within
For without in would the out be within the without of the out
The in of the out is without the withins of in and out
I make sense now
Wow
Don’t really care in this stream
Its a dream
Of what I deem important to me
I’m done
I’m within.