(no subject)
Am i happy?
Happiness is a mediocre sin set for a middle-class existence
I see through smiles and smell truth in the
distance beyond one dimensional smiles and laughter lies are hereafter
where tears echo laughter you'd have to do math to divide a smile by a
tear times fear equals mere truth.
Five senses cannot sense the fact of our existence
and that's the only fact, in fact there are no facts, fax me a fact and I'll
telegram I'll hologram I'll telephone the son of man and tell him he is
done. Leave a message on his answering machine telling him there are
none.
I'm tired of trying to understand. perceptions are mangled matted and
knotted anyway. Life is more than what meets the eye and I, so elevate I
to the third and even that shit seems absurb and your thoughts leave
you third (eye)solated.
Happiness is a mediocre sin set for a middle-class existence
I see through smiles and smell truth in the
distance beyond one dimensional smiles and laughter lies are hereafter
where tears echo laughter you'd have to do math to divide a smile by a
tear times fear equals mere truth.
Five senses cannot sense the fact of our existence
and that's the only fact, in fact there are no facts, fax me a fact and I'll
telegram I'll hologram I'll telephone the son of man and tell him he is
done. Leave a message on his answering machine telling him there are
none.
I'm tired of trying to understand. perceptions are mangled matted and
knotted anyway. Life is more than what meets the eye and I, so elevate I
to the third and even that shit seems absurb and your thoughts leave
you third (eye)solated.