As I write my rhymes on paper,
They start to become stranger...
Why just the violin can speak the truth
when all the sounds are disingenuous...
The highest manifestation of humanity is altruism...
It is not technologies that lead us to the stars...
Gravity is quite unique,
its like the inverse of exist...
Look, it’s gunna be alright
I hate it...
Forgetting the past is
not recognizing the present...
Who is this guy, hiding in me,
who is so drowned in himself...
Why does everything come with its matching wing?
understanding is another version of satisfaction...
Everything is running,
seemingly towards somewhere...
Do you remember our dawn
where awareness first...
They all celebrate the sacrificial offering of...
The ceremony of the gore...