Just To Show You I Can

hypnosis is the idea, ladies & gentlemen! given the prognosis [insanity] there is no cure, but there is always denial. distort the mind for a while & it gives right in, i'm normal! sane! just like you! what a dream come true, the thought of becoming equivalent to a standard, a mold around a fault, giving the impression that there is nothing wrong. / not sure how we could be further from the truth. / let go of my youth as i have done long ago, let it go to the hands of experimentation, of testing every limit in existence. so much bad, coupled with the idea that there is none, cancels every bit of guilt out, convinces the self this is the way to go. letmeout----- i've built my own walls just to rip them down, just to show you i can. i'm sick & you're sick & we're watching the rain accumulate beneath our dirty paws, drinking the liquid straight from the sky, just as the gods intended. you're a liar. saying things that are not true. giving statements that have no meaning that have no use at all. you're fukcing yourself up. but let me ask, who needs the ground? who needs gravity? clarity is seen through the loss of sight, hearing the voice of divinity through ears that were said to be deaf. let's just go, & see what's there. what do we have to lose? everythingeverythingeverything------ is useless. we're useless. without reason without point without any guidance at all. / let's wander.