the lie of beauty
is the thorn behind the petals of rose
its the downpour pouring from overcast skies
its the death behind the stillness of winter
its there in our sleep
the lie of beauty
is the salary man working towards that ring
its the starving artist starving for the sake of starving
its the fragrant smell of flower
sought for by pulsating multitudes of bees
the lie of beauty
is that it makes life worth living
and imbues purpose to pursuit
tis the assumption that it lives
its the non sequitur resistance to the universe
and it's Brownian motion
the beauty of the lie called beauty
is that it makes something
from the very context of nothing
Dec 19, 2025
Dec 19, 2025 at 12:20 AM UTC
the lie of beauty
is the thorn behind the petals of rose
its the downpour pouring from overcast skies
its the death behind the stillness of winter
its there in our sleep
the lie of beauty
is the salary man working towards that ring
its the starving artist starving for the sake of starving
its the fragrant smell of flower
sought for by pulsating multitudes of bees
the lie of beauty
is that it makes life worth living
and imbues purpose to pursuit
tis the assumption that it lives
its the non sequitur resistance to the universe
and it's Brownian motion
the beauty of the lie called beauty
is that it makes something
from the very context of nothing