Today I found out that nothing ever existed, and that i am just a dream of what the world wanted me to be. It is with great regret that i hereby resign my thoughts to the open void of space.
I can no longer continue to pretend to exist knowing that nothing is the fabric of my existence.
Furethermore, I have lost complete faith in my ability to laugh, love, learn, mourn and enjoy anything.
It's a shame that such a revelation had to take place on such a day as beautiful as this.
The sun is not shining.
The wind is not blowing.
The flowers have no color.
But I am not discouraged, for I know somewhere there is something. i just may never find it.
CRAPPY SEQUEL THAT MAKES THE FIRST ONE INVALID
I have travelled to the ends of the universe
Sorting out all that could be fixed
From a crossed neuron to a broken star
All needs to be changed
Nothing can function until it is corrected
I must fix everything
It is the only thing I have to do now
I am the cosmic ocd monster
I will devour the misplaced objects
and make them into an alphabetical musuem
I am the cosmic ocd victim
Help me stop fighting this war.
"actually, I wasn't planning on doing this today," he said as he wandered into the darkness of the Appalachian moountains. A bear attacked him. They were travelling to the mountains, having selected it by the roll of a die. He yelled for any sign of human life. They parked the car and started walking around the lake to the other side. he was bleeding, to death some might say.
It's Not the End, Definitely Not.
Today I found out that nothing ever existed, and that i am just a dream of what the world wanted me to be. It is with great regret that i hereby resign my thoughts to the open void of space.
I can no longer continue to pretend to exist knowing that nothing is the fabric of my existence.
Furethermore, I have lost complete faith in my ability to laugh, love, learn, mourn and enjoy anything.
It's a shame that such a revelation had to take place on such a day as beautiful as this.
The sun is not shining.
The wind is not blowing.
The flowers have no color.
But I am not discouraged, for I know somewhere there is something. i just may never find it.
CRAPPY SEQUEL THAT MAKES THE FIRST ONE INVALID
I have travelled to the ends of the universe
Sorting out all that could be fixed
From a crossed neuron to a broken star
All needs to be changed
Nothing can function until it is corrected
I must fix everything
It is the only thing I have to do now
I am the cosmic ocd monster
I will devour the misplaced objects
and make them into an alphabetical musuem
I am the cosmic ocd victim
Help me stop fighting this war.
"actually, I wasn't planning on doing this today," he said as he wandered into the darkness of the Appalachian moountains. A bear attacked him. They were travelling to the mountains, having selected it by the roll of a die. He yelled for any sign of human life. They parked the car and started walking around the lake to the other side. he was bleeding, to death some might say.