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Predictable is stagnation, and nothing makes us more predictable than unquestioning resolve in tradition. Foundations grown to refuse, incestuous and absolute. There’s a reason nothing’s new under the sun.
Place your imperfect worlds inside a perfect painting inside a perfect bubble. There’s a reason nothing’s new
Under the sun everything’s so beautiful we’re obligated to leave it all untouched. Under the sun everything’s so beautiful. Everything’s so beautiful. Oh, it’s so beautiful.
Chris Cornell, top 40 hooks, Davidian by Machine Head foundation. If I ruin everything, I ruin nothing as I build. Forgive me if I ramble. I’m a Pavlovian rascal, and being ugly just means knowing how to get some hot damn serotonin.
Place your imperfect worlds inside a perfect painting inside a perfect bubble. There’s a reason nothing’s new
Under the sun everything’s so beautiful we’re obligated to leave it all untouched. Under the sun everything’s so beautiful. Everything’s so beautiful. Oh, it’s so beautiful always.
My words don’t mean a damn thing but they’re funny as shit, though they also say I’m giving all that I got to give. Don’t get lost inside the message I’m being symbolic. I’ll cut it out in a second I’m just looking for where I put the outro.
Oh, there it is.
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She said “You can’t take it with you,” as she faded away. I asked her what it is, but she took it to her grave. He said “What is it you want to know, what is it you crave?” I said “honestly you seem to be just as lost as I am these days.”
Be bold and be brave cause advice is shit. Speak with confidence cause advice is shit. They say practice makes perfect and perseverance is a virtue, and insanity is repeating expecting change. They say that’s why life is hard. They say etcetera etcetera. They say that’s why life is hard. They say opt in and tune out, life’s to short for self doubt anyways. The path to hell, least resistance paved, on the path less traveled is where you find significance. I say how does everyone seem to know where these fucking paths are?
Be bold and be brave cause advice is shit. Speak with confidence cause advice is shit. They say practice makes perfect and perseverance is a virtue, and insanity is repeating expecting change.
I say you’re bullshitting me.
Am I not angry enough, or use too many syllables? It’s not pretentious enough to be absurd, or maybe the reverse, but one thing I know for sure there is definitely bullshittery afoot.
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It will be glorious. There’s no refrain in the refrain. The syncopated rhythms of individuality are always happy to lend a hand. The modern day Prometheus is an amputee, the gift that just keeps giving.
They march down the runway , in perfect harmony. Synchronizing non-conformity. Factions are in fashion, and the artists pluck our hearts like harp strings. What better way to show off your style? You wear it well. You can see it in their jealousy. Or is that apathy? They hate your charity, cause you wear it well. Never mind their apathy. Or is it jealousy that makes them hate? They hate your charity.
But You’re here to save the wolves. Endangered by the blood lust of sheep that prey on them while they sleep. Those poor wolves, so noble, fierce, and proud, yet always the victim. Fashion will always be the subtle art of disguise. You wear it well, even you don’t know what you are. so you howl, and you bleat. I’m not sure I can remember what sound you should make. Still, you wear it well.
Howls of anger, or bleats of fear? Zippers are the new black, that much is clear.
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Either ether or the aether, either way it doesn’t really matter. Adrenaline deluge abstraction waiting for phonetic symbolism attack. Waiting on phonetics before the symptoms attack. Waiting. Panic. Say it. Panic. What was that? Panic. Just say it. Panic.
I’m tired.
A tone, a timbre, (man that’s spelled weird) I hear it so loud when I see it in their eyes. (It rhymes with Amber) Not hate (stop it) disappointment (maybe hate) sideways glances (what was that) it’s a black truck (they’re all looking) 3 to the left 4 to the right. Why spell it with an I? (You can’t breathe) I’m fine (everyone is looking) They know (no they don’t) no they don’t (they’re all looking at you) Keep up (a question?) I’m lost. (Quick, say something funny).
He’s right, but nothing is absolute.
Maybe the pictures bleed. Be. “The universe” seems to me to be so much more in its meaning. Create. Create. Say “I’m just trying to explain.”
Still, he’s right, but I guess that doesn’t mean I’m wrong. That’s ok, all that really matters is that I know. Knowing is half the battle because knowledge is power.
A joke can make you laugh, a memory can make you cry. There has to be a better way to explain understanding why.
Don’t blame me, it’s not my machine. Operator error comes with the territory. Hate. My owners guide didn’t cover this. See page 42 doesn’t exist. Create. Create. Say “I’m just trying to explain.”
Still, he’s right, but I guess that doesn’t mean I’m wrong. That’s ok, all that really matters is that I know. Knowing is half the battle because knowledge is power. So Keep your head, there can be more than one. Check out the brains on highlander, he’s coming take our power. I got a pen and know some words. That’s a lie, you ain’t got no pen and wrote this on your phone and that line is shit, but you’ll leave it cause you’re fucking dumb. There’s metaphors are too meta for being any more than a joke. And that’s you. But that’s cool. Laughter is the best medicine.
So where were we at? I forgot. Just give me a second. Oh yeah, that’s right. I’m good. How are you?
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Non stop rodeo high holy holiday downtown pity non stop rodeo. Non stop rodeo low town pretty. Crazy little butterfly non stop rodeo.
Even if you don’t want nobody, how ya gonna gonna do somebody?
What you gonna do at home? Nothing you can do alone.
Non stop rodeo high holy holiday downtown pity non stop rodeo. Non stop rodeo low town pretty. Crazy little butterfly non stop rodeo.
Even if you don’t want nobody, how ya gonna gonna do somebody?
What you gonna do at home? Nothing you can do alone.
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