How are you
                                    good
That's good
                 no reply
Wanna see something I wrote?
                                                           not really
Wanna hang out?
                                     no
Well what's up?
                                     nothing
Of course there's nothing
                                               what?
You're one of those, people who never talk about anything important
******* I'm sick of this ****

They say weird is good
I find solace in it
To feel and act as I choose
No one thinks it's weird but normal
Following my spirit
this is weird
this is our time
our generation
what a great time to live in

How I long for that wave of subconsciousness to become real.
An idea born from the depths of my mind.
How the cold has suddenly become warm as my mind is made up.
I honestly feel I may be crazy
but for what it's worth there may be merit in what I say.
A slurred mind.
A blurred line.
A chance at life.
The idea brings itself a manifestation.
Oh great market of ideas
bring me solace
and free me from the depths of uncertainty

Woo!
YEAH!
HAHAHAHA

oh....
DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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LET ME SEE YOUR BRAINS!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

I hope they don't find me
oh snap blue lights.......

We drift as entities through our own void
climb mountains in perpetual desire

As one we come
as one we go

Drifting across nebulae of fate and destiny

to see the infinite web of our existence
and find what strings pull others
to then pull others
until we pull those of others

We see them tugged in
lovers
artists
thinkers

We see the strings vibrate
power
greatness
life
energy

The synergy of life and the bond of our universe
in a collaborating bouncing chaotic network

all in the strings we pull

It's in that final stage
the end result
a moment of clarity when you feel the most confidence

The golden rectangle of perfection in every great image
a perfectly worded piece of work
an especially escalated power over what we see in our lives
that we share in our creations

We form these concepts though our experiences
and mold them into a shape that beats with our heart
taking machine-like precision in our calculations

Like candy for the mind
what a drive it gives
to succeed
to win
to predict

that end result
that went so well

One day, they said.
You'd be there.
What a wait it is.
Hours like days.

It begins today.
An empty office
What a view from here
Days like hours

You feel the pressure
the weight of the whole world
they said you'd make it to the top one day.

You climb this mountain
the height of the world
they all said you'd see the peak one day.

"You'll stare into the face of god, the face will not stare back but from the peak"

What a peak

breath short
tired legs

The day came
the black cars carried you away
the mountain took it's climb on you
now it's fair and equal

an empty void
a mountain of a life