my life feels experimental in a bad way
gaslit delusional over reacting lab rat
as if others experience my mental sayings
if i want something can never just have that
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this is par for course for almost all humans
and here my line of reasoning immediately rises
to heard politico-religious goals worth pursuing
and burying alive class enemies whom i despise
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mentally lately there’s dissociation at times
at other times a dialectical back and forth
either a neurotic monologue who sometimes rhymes
or two arguers approaching truth if abortive
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it is excessively easy to complain and wail
especially on the comedown from satisfaction
accomplishment and pride always turn stale
a mentality which characterizes inaction
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after all, if everything causes pain in some way
avoid it and refuse to plan or make efforts
but if we don’t compose ourselves and our sayings
then all we will have left at the end is deficits
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life is neither solely journey nor destination
it’s both continuously compounded and branching
each instant contains the ten times in its equation
and just, we must, try to avoid the devils dancing
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devils laughing, walking and pissing on our graves
drawing us hyperdimensionally through bardos
the all is the one and it is both we should save
with all of our efforts and all of our powers