outeryou

:13 different levels like beveled edges of swords finely crafted to absorb the horde of fast past writings on the board, i break the wood with my head like i know karate ha, not even as a kid, i grew up fighting with my body learning by experience never veering off to a course where someone was telling me to go, i never felt i had to know, every time i tried to fly in the co-pilot seat of someone else's plane, i came to be insane so i turned away being crazy instead, this is the life i have led, i chose to be this way cause my mind was fighting every other way from the moment i can remember to the days of yesterday, on to today never will i be like the crowd, i know from my experience we are allowed to explore different areas of existence, from the past to the present and on to the future, like a suture holding together the pieces of the puzzle to nature creating gifts we use as we run for cover, this life is such a bother why bother developing friends or kinship relationships, so what if the point of it is death, it's real clear their is no escaping it's near and, aside from the fact that i are technically not here, i can still life my lives as though i are made of paper mache, maybe i have all the Lego blocks today, maybe the path has taken me to where i are this day, from I are Baboon to I am Weasel i'll not weasel my way into any scene i will simply walk right in as if it is a dream... 1:40