I am the greatest evil.
I wrote this poem.

A wise man once said nothing because he knew no matter what he says he is saying it to himself.
He is the sound itself
He is the time
He is everything
He is you

All arguments are meaningless because you are arguing to yourself.
Is all a joke.
A giant brilliant joke.

Like everything I’m afraid of is me.

You realize just how hard you are trying to fool yourself.

Like time is everything and everything is time.

This is so stupid that it is smart.
This is so bad that it is good.
This is so evil that it is holy
This is so beautiful that it is ugly
This is so true that it is a false
This is so brilliant that it is dumb
This is so funny that it is sad
This is so good that it is bad
This is so me that it is others
This is so crazy that it is sane
This is so big that it is small
This is so high that it is low
This is so perfect that it is imperfect
This is so impossible that it is possible
This is so normal that it is a miracle
This is so fun that it is boring
This is so hot that it becomes cold
This is so down that it becomes up
This is so light that it becomes dark
This is so good that it makes you suffer
This is so touching that it makes you cry
This is so life that it becomes who you are
This is so meaningless that it becomes meaningful
This is so great that it becomes evil
This is so much love that it becomes hate
This is so much pain that it becomes the pleasure
This is so hard that it is easy
This is so fast that it becomes slow
This is so great that you want to die




This LIE!!!
All of it!!!
Is so ******* beautiful!!!

Like I am every infinity of a second.

The fact that people pertaining to be like they don’t know each other allows them to know each other.


Like you want to make everybody know this is the you.

We are each infinite individuals.


Let’s keep going
This lie called life

Let’s keep going
This lie called time

Let’s keep going
This lie called self

Let’s keep going
This lie call love

Let’s keep playing
This game of lie


At first, you are questioning who you are, then you are questioning who is questioning who you are, then you are questioning who is questioning you questioning who you are.....


To become everything is to become infinity, to become infinity is to become one.

I am the art that is trying to make the art to art themselves.

I am the lie that’s trying to lie to themselves so they all think that it is true.

Everybody else is just me pretending to be someone else.

We are so enlightened that we unenlightened ourselves.

Like how you wrote this poem just now.