I feel you white rabbit chain apocalypse meandering slowman showman never wins to the go-man. Never wandering wondering who is it why did I say that when does it end.

No one will tell you. No one will tell you when it ends.

That you determine for yourself (is undetermined (in this case)) I give up I don’t want to do too much I love you, you know.

Very much.

But beyond that we must function, to stay occupied.

I met a fellow once who did nothing and was happy.

I don’t know.

If we told more stories like these, whether they were true or not, maybe we wouldn’t be so pressured into finding work and making money.

But you like paying the rent just like I do.

And I’m going to finance some real estate.

There’s nothing real about it. And it’s not really anyone’s estate.

It’s a “mis no mer” lolololol fuck up the ass is that to do with my life?

So it goes. You relate but ah, as it comes, so sayeth the wizard to blow out the candles with window flame is in excess.

Then we vault. And it ends.

So there. Is your happy conclusion. Jarring. Pickled.

Disparate of my way is yours and we see this happening so often that no one speaks up.

It’s hard to say why.

I won’t.

Go there.

Hemp.

And hemlock.

Hemp.

And hemlock.

Brethren.

Stay warm,

I wish to impart

Upon you

This wisdom

That everyone

Should

Know:

That we are

As it were

Meaningless creatures

Of mass

And matter

And morose

Mumble mumble mumble

Mania

And what now

Do I step on the door mat

And enter the castle

Where I will rest

Or do I

Castigate

Myself

For even

Thinking

About it

.

As a reminder

It is better

Not to

Think about it

.

Please

Save yourself

And do

Not

.

You, too, wish to

Influence

Me

And I know this,

Paranoid

Like I

Am

Or at least,

As they call

Me

I know

It’s

Real

But there is nowhere

To

Go

Still

So I

Crumble

Implode

And bleed

My panic

Is

On display

For your

Love

;

It does not exist

It is never there

The drake, too, will pass, wither, and fade

Like all atoms

They collide

And decay

This universe

This physics

Is flawed

There are no moments

There is no spin

That can outdo the angle

I come from

I come from the

Ultimate

Reality

That we are all

Doomed

To suffer

Until we die

And maybe then some

If God is as evil

As I know he is

In a land of freedom

It is illegal to

Put

A gun to your head

Why?

I want to

I thought I was free

Free to die

But I guess

This hypocrisy

Continues

America

Is

Laughable

I’m depressed

Can you tell?

Can I tell you?

What happened to me

Do we know?

All the time

The things that change

Change for the best

My favorite lie

But aren’t they all

Lies

About happiness

The fact being

That there is no such thing

If you like something

You’re fake

If you feel good

It’s only temporary

There’s no meaning

To

It

It’s all

Ridiculous

And

Hopeless

And I want you to understand that

We all are out of luck

The people

You know

Will perish

And no one

Will

Care

This existence

Does not

Want

Us

In it

I don’t

Know

What

Else to

Say

I’m sorry

But this is

True