Speaking

What irony that im going deeper in a dungeon to find Kaos in Fate But It’s the opposite of what im trying to do in my real life, it’s great I love things that work out like that My life is all these things that make me round and flat When were things the best? When on the ground my head did rest In a tent of my making Alone, nature for the taking Those 16 days never lost Maybe I learned something I should haven’t Something with a cost Which is to know that I’m locked out of that heaven (?) Living in paradise With bugs and water keeping me up at night was really kinda nice See reality out there is better than disturbing disconnection in the hyper-connected, uncentered, failing, tech diseased world (Or im just feeling bitter, bored, and cold) Now worries and screens keep me awake No sky when I look up Unnatural buzzes and beeps Kinda just gives me the creeps Instead of breathing air and chilling I go to the kitchen to find another pill for popping Not really cool or helpful to jump around my room and shake But out there it was healing and well, that’s what sup. My hero’s are Maya Angelou and Joni Mitchell “When you know better, you do better” says Angelou -I pray for the education of zombies that kill -May humans live by this too, to help us out of our mental zoo “I’ve looked at life from both sides now. From up and down and still somehow, it’s life’s illusions I recall. I really don’t know life at all.” -Joni -I love you “