if all are one then some is none then where do all these thoughts come from perspective is a loaded gun so blow your mind and mind your tongue when speaking to a goddess call her progress or epiphany who will you be
the truth is I'm a kid still just chasing different candy I'm growing up I'm old I'm sick of claiming we're advancing I've found no links to peace in all my egocentric planning I've walked a thousand miles and now I'm simply sick of standing so this is for the thinkers who end up liquor drinkers cause if they're left unchecked the questions grow instead of linger reality's a circle and logic's meant for lines but maybe that's just mine I've been told there's many kinds
instead only try to realize the truth. what truth? there is no spoon.
if matter isn't mass and the past is still the past then everything is empty and imagination is the glass so you can move through the illusion into unity but will you be
really every math equation can be written as addition just negatives and positives in many new positions I think every question asked could be answered if we'd listen and not shovel our existence to a box it doesn't fit in so close your eyes and look around and tell me what you find the truth has more feeling than a set of facts in line as reality is an abstract to never be defined or maybe that's just mine I have been told there's many kinds
there is no spoon? then you will see that it is not that spoon that bends it is only yourself
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023