Woke up to see i have to be in class in thirty minutes.
i’m late everyday i don’t know my limits.
If i have breakfast its considered a miracle so i had 4 bowls for breakfast but only one was cereal.
Got to class early but my mind was late. it was jumping through clouds testing it’s fate
I feel so alive for it being dead week, i think i want to live this day
So I quit my job and light the forest on fire. Don’t cut my wings i’m trying to fly higher
I open my mouth and try to talk but nobody understands. They look at me confused wondering what I’m trying to say. we look at each other on different pages. I keep trying to talk but they don’t follow. even i understand them as i hear them calling me weird. Words are colliding in and throughout my mouth but they don’t form a message somehow. i’m speaking the language but i’m the barrier.
“Investing time on writing lies, slightly truth without a clue
I met my higher self, pissing off the roofs of drunken goofs
He said “keep the mic smelly like a rotten tooth”
And all your fears forgotten when the Cap is in the booth
I’m an angel in an agony of flame
Feathers growing at the mention of my name, reinvention of my shame
I’m a slave to the darkness of my innermost cave
And all these words I hold tighter than a glowstick at a rave
Dance around the camp fire, buttnaked, blowing trees
Could give a single fuck if somebody sees, I’m free
Red “V” bleed out a scarlet letter, kill a king
And I’ll sitting ready for whatever weather the seasons sing
Picking up expensive habits, chasing after little rabbits
Hope they lead me to a place of magic
Sad at all the times I never thought I had it
Losing all these memories, and y’all doubt it matters…
I’ve decided to give my life away. I’ve come into terms with the world around me and realized people need this life more than me. The idea of chasing dead presidents for my own gain doesn’t appeal to me. The world is much bigger than one person working for themselves. It takes one individual to spark change by just helping people. Your bank account and possessions will be forgotten but the influence you’ve made with the world and those around you lives eternally.
Those people who go to higher education are described to be investing in their future. Some go to school to design houses others to start a business. No one really fucking knows whats going on but the idea is to get something out of college. Most people are driven by the career that will stack their bank account. The greed of chasing materialistic objects doesn’t bring justice to the value of an education. Is buying the big house with expensive cars worth the knowledge you payed for? Do you recognize the influence you could bring to the world with your genius? Investing time in building up someone other than yourself can bring change to the world. I’m going to give my life away. I make my life yours and together we will understand the sacrifice to move mankind forward.
“Is there a point for all this? Lets find a point. The world is like a ride in an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it’s real because that’s how powerful our minds are. The ride goes up and down, around and around, it has thrills and chills, and it’s very brightly colored, and it’s very loud, and it’s fun for a while. Many people have been on the ride a long time, and they begin to wonder, “Hey, is this real, or is this just a ride?” And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and say, “Hey, don’t worry; don’t be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride.” And we … kill those people. “Shut him up! I’ve got a lot invested in this ride, shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry, look at my big bank account, and my family. This has to be real.” It’s just a ride. But we always kill the good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok … But it doesn’t matter, because it’s just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It’s only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money. Just a simple choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one.”