As I'm sure you'll understand,
Normal smalltalk and normal hopes sickened him.

And like we freaks often do,
He cut his chains with dope.

Just like free video games are the most expensive
And like nuclear weapons keep us safe,
Too much of exactly what he was looking for turned him hard blue and cold.

Fleeting things like fury and fun,
The living attempt to rhyme with one.
but
In the uber-swirl where gravity and time go,
The lowest common rhyme is divided by zero.

Bored of being one with the uber-mega-multiverse?
Become an Individual® !!!
Try to "do something"
Live, Die, Consume Energy, Expel Waste!
Reproduce!
Have preferences!
Temporary Duration Guaranteed!

Nothing, Everything, and Time

"Why prefer?"
I used to wonder.
But it may just be to do
With easing the nausea of a physical being
Who is dizzy and alone
An individual
Keeping it together
In the physical plane

Swirl detector locked in submission
To her sweet, ***** rotation and spin
His own point and purpose cheerfully blurs
Intentions and preferences transmute to hers

Black hole
Feeds