Idiot: " Come on, look into my glasses
and see how clear the world would turn...
Cry we all toward places unnamed
Rise above the crested hills...
As I write my rhymes on paper,
They start to become stranger...
It was raining.
Wind was straining...
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...