most of the time the universe is shrugging
at me and my daily problems
but tonight, tonight
in complete stillness
the universe is hugging me


      and my heart opened suddenly-
without meaning to,
glimpses of the self,
I let out of my mouth
and only closed it when too much of me has been said
If we could all for a moment, let ourselves out through confessional conversation,
we would see in ourselves,
the same self

love is absurd
and I can’t believe it
I find that love is filled with
unexpected desirous feelings that deny reason
and I let love slip through my fingers
because to love you would mean hating to let you go

in the oceans of existence, flowing into myself 
knee deep in theories asking how did i get here again
everything flows 
its waves repercussions 
the weeping philosopher
change is the only thing we can truly expect 

the river will always transform 
evolving thoughts

you, me,
everything,
eternally in flux

everytime i smoke i float
or maybe i’m reminded so
like how I’m spinning with earth though
I try to get transcendentally motionless

epistemological approach, prose, consider,
knowledge should always be treated as a hypothesis
so whatever prolific thing I surmise could always use a revise
Plato’s food of the soul is disguised
can i ask you what does a justified true belief imply?

i could see for miles, miles, miles
space, the vast boundless dimensions
the abyss or god’s playground
said those inhabitable planets existence are god’s creations for a certain reason
and not even yourself know what that means

they say you’ll know,
you’ll know when it has struck you
but i wouldn’t know it
if it did
and how could i even look
i’d like to think i’m dreaming
what i’m looking for is obscure and absurd
a holy land;
higher soul consciousness
i’m looking for someone who’s high-minded
lofty
i don’t like the notion of levels
they put me above
when we’re all linked,
but different in detail
mutations of the same organism