A myth is but an image
An image is a representation
My words are but Cupid’s arrows
My quiver desperation
Subatomic particles
Are but a myth of our existence
The patterns are repeating
Invisibly but consistent
You are the uniqueness
Of your own story
Your mythology is your glory
Save your own soul
At the altar of your own delusion
I hope there’s not too much confusion!
Jan 12, 2021
Jan 12, 2021 at 5:35 AM UTC
A myth is but an image
An image is a representation
My words are but Cupid’s arrows
My quiver desperation
Subatomic particles
Are but a myth of our existence
The patterns are repeating
Invisibly but consistent
You are the uniqueness
Of your own story
Your mythology is your glory
Save your own soul
At the altar of your own delusion
I hope there’s not too much confusion!
Traveler Tim
Misapprehension is but white noise
tripping on some really strong LSD
That’s the spirit this world needs!
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