matter can't be created or destroyed
and something inside of my head tells me that i matter
or at least
tells me that i cannot destroy myself
i have always existed, in one form or another
it's just that i've only had a body for 21 years
and the rest of the time i was a little less than human
i have two choices
to be
or not to be
but i don't think Shakespeare ever took a science class
we have-- to be
and we can decide what to be
but we cannot decide if we are or are not
we never chose that
our existence
is a beautiful mystery
one that i wish to understand
there are only two choices
to be
or not to be
like God
we are the pilots of our own experience
where will we go
what will we look at
who will we look up to
will we absorb everything the night scene has to offer us
or will we open up in the daylight like the flowers growing from a dunghill
we are stuck on a planet poisoned with
pride
****
pieces of the devil lodged in the crannies of our soul
but who am i?
i have to be--
i have to be--
something
(but my choices haven't defined me all the way yet)
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 12:47 AM UTC
matter can't be created or destroyed
and something inside of my head tells me that i matter
or at least
tells me that i cannot destroy myself
i have always existed, in one form or another
it's just that i've only had a body for 21 years
and the rest of the time i was a little less than human
i have two choices
to be
or not to be
but i don't think Shakespeare ever took a science class
we have-- to be
and we can decide what to be
but we cannot decide if we are or are not
we never chose that
our existence
is a beautiful mystery
one that i wish to understand
there are only two choices
to be
or not to be
like God
we are the pilots of our own experience
where will we go
what will we look at
who will we look up to
will we absorb everything the night scene has to offer us
or will we open up in the daylight like the flowers growing from a dunghill
we are stuck on a planet poisoned with
pride
****
pieces of the devil lodged in the crannies of our soul
but who am i?
i have to be--
i have to be--
something
(but my choices haven't defined me all the way yet)
