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People, and Other Rational Arguments Against Intelligent Design.
Hey everybody, let’s make this a thing, the less you know’s the more certain you can be.
Hey guys, here’s an idea, invent a language to fight about what words mean.
Hey friends, I got a plan, let’s kill the messenger right where he stands.
It’s not a problem, if we all say “No one ever liked that guy anyway.”
It’s quite a conundrum
It’s quite a pickle indeed.
Hey everybody, let’s build a world. Not one like though, that would be absurd.
Hey people, I got a plan, let’s build a monument to a dead man.
Hey guys, here’s a thought, now let’s argue about it a lot.
Hey world, it’s not my place to judge, but it certainly seems like you don’t give a fuck at all
It’s quite a pickle indeed.
Repressed memories of a time when I joked I wanted the world to die. It’s so embarrassing. I didn’t mean it. I was too young to know I should believe it. I never wanted to be here. I never wanted to judge. but everybody wants all of it. Godspeed and good luck.
People, and other rational arguments against intelligent design.
I’m not saying, I’m just saying.
It could be a design, but i question the idea of an intelligent one.
For instance
Catharsis and peace,
a spectrum whose gradient falls along varying lines of audible self important pointlessness.
Or
Reality and belief,
A singular concept mistakenly divided by the hubris of a mind too deluded with grandeur to know better.
See what I mean?
Its quite a conundrum
It’s quite a pickle, indeed.
Repressed memories of a time when I joked I wanted the world to die. It’s so embarrassing. I didn’t mean it. I was too young to know I should believe it. I never wanted to be here. I never wanted to judge, but everybody wants all of it. Godspeed and good luck.
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The Difference Between Helping and Hoping Is…You’re A Cunt
How we build home says all to know
Wood, brick, mortar, a solid oak door.
The righteous find us in our humble sloven hovels. Worry warts so woebegone, that it’s amazing we can cook a proper stew.
The Devil dines with us, lamenting on his troubles, and tries not to be a bother but a wicked world is a hard thing to out do.
The difference between help and hope is a measure of semantics if you’re worthless enough.
Nothing is new under the suns view
Peer through back porch windows for proof
Those in the know show no remorse to those that show they know the course of those who know and show they don’t because that’s how you win debates.
The Devil only shakes his head because he’s been out done again. Job security’s a worry it seems, that’s on all minds as of late.
The difference between help and hope is a measure of semantics if you’re worthless enough.
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Child Of The Ghost Of Nostradamus
Always look on the bright side, the survival rate declines to zero on a long enough timeline. So we shouldn’t get too down while we’re here, no. It just takes patience. Patience and a little faith in people. We’ll destroy ourselves I’m sure. Everything will work out in the end how’s that for happy endings.
Always look on the bright side, everyone you hate will one day die, doesn’t that sound exciting? Oh don’t be bashful, admitting it’s fine because they’ll be dancing, dancing in the streets on the day you go. It’ll be a better place, you know? We never knew you cared so much about making a better world.
If I’m not the son of the ghost of Nostradamus then how did I know the future is full of cunts?
If right’s so important why’s everyone ignoring what a terrible job we all have done?
If I’m such a pessimist and only see the worst, why do I still believe humans will kill themselves off?
Reflections in
the crystal ball
Reflections in
the bathroom mirror
The problem with problems is everyone has got em and they always seem to have the answers for everyone else’s but their own. What a shame.
Thats problem with problems and everyone has got em.
If I’m not the son of the ghost of Nostradamus then how did I know the future is full of cunts?
If right’s so important why’s everyone ignoring what a terrible job we all have done?
If I’m such a pessimist and only see the worst, then why do I still believe humans will kill themselves off?
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Leftovers on Movie Night
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Leftovers on Movie Night
I can make a chick parmesan
with 5 chicken nuggets and an old pack of Ramen
I can make conversation
with some contrary points then agree with you overall
I can make a right a wrong
with a lot of time wasted and your attention
I can make a brand new song
by blathering on and on
But I can’t make it make sense
I can only ad lib
because nobody made me
a copy of the fucking script
I can make a crowd get up
I can make myself feel down
But every time I try to wake up
I can’t seem to make it work out
But I can’t make it make sense
I can only ad lib
because nobody made me
a copy of the fucking script
The movie ends and we all lie
about enjoying ourselves
then look at our watch and exclaim out loud
“Oh my God! Look at the time!”
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Notes On Self Loathing From The Undesired
The ants go marching on in single file
to no end in particular
A place for each and each is in its place
there’s no room for stragglers.
But the metaphor ends before it makes sense
and I’m sitting on the bathroom floor
wondering why I’m thinking of ants
questioning me seating choice.
Thoughts they come and thoughts they go
I thought by now these thoughts would slow
The randomness of random things
interconnecting interestingly.
In a loathsome fashion
The ants go marching on in single file
Just the same as when they left
A place for each and each is in its place
Efficiency only makes sense
But the pattern’s to bland for my attention
and I’m sitting on the bathroom floor
wondering how they never get bored
questioning my seating choice.
Thoughts they come and thoughts they go
I thought by now the thoughts would slow
The randomness of random things
interconnecting interestingly.
(Wind it down, oh wind)
In a loathsome fashion
(Wind it down, oh wind)
we progress
(Wind it down, oh wind)
Weaving left and right
(Wind it down, oh wind)
to no end
(Wind it down, oh wind)
Serving no purpose
(Wind it down, oh wind)
And for no reason
(Wind it down, oh wind)
In a loathsome fashion
(Wind it down, oh wind)
we progress
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