Friday, November 21, 2014

Idea Monster

Sometimes I feel like this body isn't real/ like I'm trying to break out of a cell that spells jail.
What if the power on the inside could be acted without/ An abstract concept like non-verbal shouts.  At times I feel skinny and sometimes I feel fat and sometimes I'm amorphous indescribable, abstract/ the motions are the same and my form lives in my head/ sending signals to this shell that can live or be dead but what is living in a form that disgusts you/ distrust you 'cuz I'm here to tell ya man, you are the most likely to bust you.  If god gave me power and immortality, this world would have a hard time trying to reckon me.  Vampires have the weakness of night/ I have the sight in my mind to be something that can't be described/ imbibe my thought sheople! Because you'll never think like me.  To have vision unencumbered by your fears is ecstasy!  I have never feared death 'cuz in my mind I'm alive and fuck past lives I can't see a time I ever died.  Like a lost spirit trapped in a fragile, breakable frame/  I have the memory of immortality locked in my brain.  Don't call me insane! I am not some cheap crazy knock off/  I'm the kind of thinker that has potential to break a whole block off/  Depending on the challenge I am more than what meets the eye/ if seeing is believing, ama have to ask you to try/ to believe in what is abstract because I've never been here/ I'm the truth without the bullshit when I want to be, I'm an idear.  I stack the deck because I represent all moments of chance and advance when those around me fall on good circumstance and I can still feel your thoughts your feelings and emotional instability/  Stop thinking so loud cuz, you'll think yourself to sterility and there's nothing like a mind that can't be fecund with ideas/ trust me, I just see and feel the thoughts of my peers.  College kids are probably about the easiest to read/ "I'm so stressed," "I'm so horny" "If you cut me, do I not bleed?"/
It's a shame that at a time of learning some people are one dimensional/  It's all too coincidental if you ask me, it's intentional.  I feel with full range and I'm a nut in society/ but I've known my share of fame and there's nothing more lonely than notoriety/ and piety:  these little fuckers think they're blessed for not cursing/  but I don't want to hear the speech you little actors have been rehearsing.  If you truly knew god you'd see he's cruel and he's kind/ but chaos motivates this existence like some are motivated by Kine.  So legalize that shit and try it, maybe open up your mind and if it's not for you don't take the medicine from people on hard times.  I believe in the life I'm living and I'm not ashamed of the life I lived but I would like to break this barrier and become the idea that I've always been.

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