"I was expecting god to be more divine than that..."

paradox

I know what I want
and I know that you want
something that i need
that you couldn't give me

You gave it to me but
I cannot see any
thing that's aberrant from
my self-fulfulling prophecy

a trench of emotions, I have drained
only to have the castle of my heart
prudently guarded so I can detain
your mind's eye's penetration

a moat of feelings, I have depleted
only to have the fortress of my heart
prudently guarded so I can complete
your mind's eye's dissimilation

and now I invite
despite how I spite
ideals have been twisted
like they ne'er existed
if I'm not mistaken
this love can't be faking
a disease like a plague
a paradox vague


The hole in my brain bleeds
my thoughts into the sound
i'll spackle my skull so as not
to clot out reality all around

claustrophobic in my isolation
I've become hasty in my hesitation
I'm falling while I'm standing tall
I'm drowning in nothing at all

  Relative states of existence

different minds

Please, tell me why
must we strive
to classify
all aspects of life

state of existence
to encompass this essence
with a myriad of words
permanently lessens

the worth of our
experience
the merit of
meaning itself

no figures, facts
you needn't look back
don't soak in sadness
for what you lack




Please, tell my why
we run and hide
when asked to try
to justify

whats life? whats it mean?
we'll ask the machine
for knowledge, reason
no blinded treason

of ancestral ideas
conventional
rejection of
religious dogma

with figures, facts
you needn't look back
don't dwell in madness
for what you lack