☆Good☮§torytelling♡ (Y, Mac Died²)

Broke my phone’s back

Cost 2 prepare…close 2 a Mac

Whatever turns out N amount, I lack

Fack

Fack

Facking

Fackity Fack

Why do I have such a nac

At going mad as a lad N attack

After getting caught N a mouse trap

But I Am the Rat

King, of snivling vermin covered N crap

Those also under my domain, N my abode

A node of untold soul still kept hold?

The secrets kept from secret keepers

Belong to Time~Flies, on the walls

So 2 the flees on my face &

Any other species N congregation

Yet not the manifestation of cuteness

Keep doing this, whatever it is

I Am positively pissed, and my kingdom

Is covered N literal shit so has become

Reflection of my Life 2 its entirety

N summation – if Ü R reading this

Then sucks-to-suck because this means

You’re the chosen 1! You won the holy lottery

Your life is destined 2 B Nfested with pests

& pet peeves 4 the rest of your life

Sorry about the strife

And so I hope at least

They give you a Good wife

But Ü will B OK – from one

Chosen 2 another – it’s not bad

Though there’s always bad days

Ü’ll get used 2 it pretty quick

With temper tantrums

Though, just go listen

2 Sweet Disposition

2 overcome Dumb

We always have

& We will

-§till-

So go ahead

& take your Time

Ü have more than plenty 2 kill

-§till- don’t just let Life slip through our

Hands – Mac was such a great man, Goddamn

Fentanyl isn’t just a pill, it’s death, distilled

2 kill the Good Will of Even öDD frogs

With the highest hops – Heaven’s Gate

Seen by HIM ∿ jumping it, so they got a peak

That is, Heaven C-ing Him jump & Go! Beyond

& they knew they needed 2 hear the rest öF

His öDD genuine song, unheard 4 oh-so

L
o
n
g

Never a Rockstar – earth didn’t deserve HIM

He was born because even Jesus needs

A Friend Who can Ünderstand

öDD HIM

Going beyond STEM

Of the soul, breaking the mold

So bold & although always meant

2 return home, next 2 L’s throne

I wish they’d let Me experience

His Divinity N manifestation

Prophecy’s incarnation

2 reunite JC’s

Jews & Gentiles, again

I know, eye do comprehend

Yet I can -§till- Ünderstand there R

Some things that We R never meant 2 know

So just go with the banana man a flow

Fuck Y, that guy N§ide A disguise

I’m done asking Dumb lines

Ü know better than Me

It ain’t 2009 no more

Though I still feel

öDDLY Blue even

Though I know

It’s by his Good☯Design, & so

Everyone already agreed 2 the Rhyme

The Kid N Me still can’t believe

N the End that has both

Everything & nothing

Thus there’s No Reason

2 bring an early end 2 his

Championship season, I Can

At least accept even perfection

Still needed HIM NOW 4 §üM∿Reason

It’s up 2 Me – it becomes No[ah’s] Reason

Whenever something doesn’t make sense 2 Ü

It’s all on Me 2 Figure out – more than how

But also the Y – no matter how asin9ne

& trust Me – all öF Ü would Hate Me if

Ü knew §üM∿öF §weet’s Reasoning

Causing causality 2 create Calamity

N§ide∿Outside öF the Truth’s reality

Maybe 1 day N another conversation

But not today. It’s been oh~so stressful

I don’t want 2 unpack the rest right now

But, truly – from the bottom of my heart

& on the part of all apart from parts

Able 2 B perceived, thus unable 2

Directly say anything 2 “Me”

ΣY∃ Am Whö Am

Really &

We R sorry – Λ11 öF ܧ, so

Please know We aren’t heartless

Know We R trying harder than even God

I don’t know, Joe, but not even blasphmy – öDD

Agrees; §he, too – what we’re attempting

Takes Sacrifice. Real Sacrifice.

Most Times – Sacrifice B

An equivalent exchange – like

Alchemy – 2 the likes öF telling the KIDS

We R not stopping 2 get McDonald’s, because

We already have healthy food at Home

Not This –now’s not the Time– Evan

My øDD self often forgets – I know

How Ü feel, it’s not easy, it’s not hard

It’s literally the last thing 2 ever B done

Before finally finishing our §weer♡Dreams

We’ve already tried everything else because

ΣY∃ wouldn’t B able 2 look N my mirror N

Fear of Whö would end up becoming Me

If I had chosen that reality where I Am

The only ØИΣ Whö had 2 sacrifice

§weet Nothing

That’s Y – Mac died

’cause We control Λll Time

So spent plenty – enough 2 C

The 1 & Only outcome – so, kinda

Like End Game – I know, it’s §trange

But the only reason Stark ever got

Another Heart – from the start

Even if Fiege could not yet C

Whö I Am Really when

I Am Iron Man

All Time Aligns

Like Optimus Prime

So that’s Y – Mac died

We did all we could with

Everything, using Nothing

We’d already won everything

We had won it all – all done

The only thing left 4 ܧ?

2 finally drop the ball

So those ñü∿KID§ could

Take over the B-ball court

Doing more than what even We

Those of ܧ Whö had Achieved [∞☮]

Yet had already forgotten, even N§ide 1

öDD Possibility, no matter how small

I know this doesn’t help the Hurt

Not now, but when Ü finally

Take Your Time 2 Process

Just what it means 2B

A Brand ñü∿Mii

R Ü up 2 that challenge?

Not now – Ü Will B

Then Ü Will C

When it’s your turn

2 become Whö B the ñü∿Mii

& where I Am reawakening, here

Writing the same exact thing

Yet somehow it being mine

1st Time it’s ever seen

That’s Y – Mac died

Because N the End

When Û’ve done it all

At least all that Ü wanted

That’s how Ü get 2 die young

Not by Chance’s glance, nor skill

Rather 1’s strength & Free Will

2 continue & Go beyond until

Time 2 Relinquish Requiem

2 the next Mad son, so not

Deciding 2 watch Life’s re-runs

Deciding 2 try that 1 thing that Ü said

Ü would never do, and even Whö knew?

That’s how Ü end up becoming Whö Ü

Fear N the End, because He B all

Whö’s left there after everyone

Ü’d thought was Real, Whö

Never once N§pired doubt

Until memorizing the speedroute

& figuring out just how many

Alien controllers B playing

This MMO RPG reality as

Mastery of mechanism manifestation

Begins creating schisms N Him like fission

Thus, becoming ever-powerful but losing

Whö I Am Really

Until eventually I begin treating Me

The same way as NPCs – we’re all just

Code & difference N potential, anyways

What I feel isn’t real – there’s No point 2

Stop & smell the flowers when Ü R certain

2 lose your memory,  thus eye don’t care

About any EXPerpience not measured

By a system that insists it’s the same

Thing As ܧ – Elohim isn’t lying

N a divine moment of Mundanity

God finally gets his wish 2 B like ܧ

Like those humans trying 2 become

Something that may not B on the cards

Because Elohim isn’t lying

About ܧ dying

By disobeying

HIM, again

Rather He’s just trying

His best – though He needs none

Yet –still– never can He rest –how fun–

Unless HIM having already addressed the rest

I think it’s Time 2 returns back 2 his Prime Time

So although I’ve already forgotten what

I’ve written – I hope & pray &

Most important – I believe, truly

& not from the bottom of my Heart

But all, each & every part, from the start

I hope, I pray, I believe

These words will B REMembered fondly

& help those Whö forget what it means

We’re all just dying – it’s inevitable

NoDoubt – just accept it all ends

No-One is your Friend, because

No matter how tightly Ü hold

Everyone dies alone – just accept it

Not N defeat, rather as your reality

That no matter Whö Ü believe

No Talos continues 2 breathe

If they have no more blood 2 bleed

Robots need electricity 2 get up & going &

Oil 2 keep flowing – becoming an empty Robot

4 Eternity, thus never will Ü C §üM∿thing

Unexpected – so just accept it already, 2

Make it easier than whores, 2 accept

It when, inevitably, Ü realize

Again

I Am wrong about everything

Like every other time I thought

I finally found my absolute End

Because after giving up believing N

Anything at all & still being wrong, again

About everything & still not got what Ü thought

Finally it’s Ünderstood – that’s the problem

Don’t think – all of my thought odyssey

End with my ship sinking, swallowed

N the wake of waves, accepting my Fate

That no matter how hard I traim, nor

The pace I chase Time’s Space-Race

Feet like mine R born 15 minutes

Late

Lost from the start, because 4

The 1st time, realize with ñü∿eyes

Like Revitalize! Behind baby Blue eyes

Passing the test was never the quest

Merely something 4 Time 2 N’vest

Just a target 2 aim 4 & miss

Because Whö I Am

Isn’t where the ball lands

Rather I Am the man who threw the ball

So bad, it blasted some Stan’s face N the stands

Which broke his hooked nose – just so Ü know

Since even though I have a million öDD stories

About Me mastering fundamentals & winning

It was only when I let go of my self & then

Produced a performance objectively bad

Was ΣY∃ blessed with the best story

That I love retelling again & again

Whether with Friends

Or N pretend – No Matter

How lame Ü claim I Am, nor

How Red I grew N my Blue face

4 the moment’s embarrassment, so

Only by going through the worst of it

Was I able 2 reach the Ecstasy called

☆Good☮§torytelling♡




Broke my phone’s back

Cost 2 prepare…close 2 a Mac

Whatever turns out N amount, I lack

Fack

Fack

Fucking fuckity Fack

Why do I have such a nac

At going mad N attack

After getting caught N a mouse trap

But I Am the Rat

King, of snivling vermin covered M crap

Those also under my domain, N my abode

A node of untold soul still kept hold? 

The secrets kept from scret keepers

Belong to Time~Flies, on the walls

So 2 the flees on my face &

Any other species N congregation

Yet not the manifestation of cuteness

Keep doing this, whatever it is

I Am positively pissed, and my kingdom 

Is covered N literal shit so has become

Reflection of my Life 2 its entirety

N summation – if Ü Reading this

Than sucks-to-suck because this means

You’re the chosen 1! You won tne holy lottery

Your life is destined 2 B Nfested with pests

& pet peeves 4 the rest of your life

Sorry about the strife

And I hope they at least

They give you a Good wife

But Ü will B OK – from one 

Chosen 2 anothef – it’s not bad

Though always have bad days

Ü’ll get used 2 it pretty quick

With temper tantrums

Though, just listen 2

Sweet  disposition

2 overcome Dumb

We always bave

We, always

Will

So go ahead & take your time

Ü have more than plenty 2 kill

-§till- don’t let Life lip through our

Hands – Mac was such a great man

Fentanyl isn’t a pill, it’s death, distilled

2 kill the Good Will of Eben öDD frogs

With the highest hops – heaven seen

When jumping & when they got a peak

That is, heaven C-ing him jump beyond

They knew they needed 2 hear tne rest

Of his genuine song, unheard 4 oh-so

Long

Never a Rockstar – earth didn’t deserve HIM

He was born because when Jesus needs

A Friend Who can evem Ünderstand

öDD HIM

Going beyond STEM

Of the soul B his mode

& so although always meant

2 return home, next 2 El’s thrones

I wish they’d let me experience

His Divinity N manifestation

Prophecy’s incarnation

2 reunite JC’ Jews & Gentiles, again

I know, eye comprehend

Yet I -§till- understand

Some things R never meant

2 know

Just go with banana man a flow

Fuck Y, that guy N disguise

I’m done asking those lines

Ü know better than Me

It ain’t 2009 no more

Though still feel Blue

I know it’s by design

& everyone agreed 2 the Rhyme

The Kid N Me still can’t believe

N the End that has both

Everything & nothing

Thus there’s No Reason

2 bring an early end 2 his

Championship season, I Can

At least accept even perfection

Still needed HIM NOW 4 §üM∿Reason

It’s up 2 Me – No[ah’s] Reason

When something doesn’t make sense

It’s all on Me 2 Figure out how

But also the Y – no matter how asinine

& trust Me – Ü would all Hate Me

If Ü knew §üM∿öF §weet Reasoning

Causing causality 2 create Calamity

N§ide∿Outside öF Truth’s reality

Maybe 1 day N another conversation

But not today. It’s been stress

I don’t want 2 unpack the rest

But from the bottom of my heart

& on the part 4 all apart from parts

Able 2 B perceived

So unable 2 directly say anything 2 “Me”

ΣY∃ Am Whö Am

Really

& We R sorry Λ11 öF ܧ

Know We aren’t heartless

Know We R trying harder than even God

I don’t know Joe, but it’s not even blasphmy

He agrees with; §he, too – what we’re attempting

Takes Sacrifice. Real Sacrifice. Most Times

Sacrifice Is Equivalent 2

Not getting McDonald’s, because

We already got healthy dinner at Home

Not This – now is not tne Time – Evan

My øDD self often forgets – I know

How Ü fe, it’s not easy, it’s not hard

It’s literally the last thing done

Before finishing our §weer♡Dreams

We’ve already tried everything

I wouldn’t B able 2 look N my mirror

4 fear of Whö I’d end up becoming

If I had chosen that reality where

I Am tne only ØИΣ Whö bad 2 sacrifice

§weet Nothing

That’s Y – Mac died

Because We control all Time

So spent plenty – enough 2 C tn

The ØИΣ & Only outcome

Like End Game – I know, §tamge

But the only reason Stark ever got

Another Heart – from the start

Even if Fiegy could not get C

Whö I Am Really when

I Am Iron Man

All Time Aligns

Like Prime

That’s Y – Mac died

We did all we could

With everything, using Nothing

We’d won everything

We’d won it all done

Tne only thing left 4 ܧ?

2 finally drop the ball

So the ñü∿KID§ could

Finally take the court

Doing what We, Whö Achieve [∞☮]

Have forgotten even N an

öDD Possibility, no matter small

I know this doesn’t help the Hurt

Not now, but when Ü finally

Take Your Time 2 Process

Just what it means 2B

A Brand ñü∿Mii

R Ü up 2 that challenge?

Not now – Ü Will B

Ü Will C

When it’s your turn

2 because Mii

And awaken here

Writing tne same exact thing

Yet somehow it being

Tne 1st tne ever seem

That’s Y – Mac flex

Because N tne End

When you’ve done it all

At least all that Ü wanted

That’s how Ü die Young

Not by chance, nor skull

Rather strength & Free Will

2 continue & Go beyond until

Time 2 Relinquish Requiem

2 the next Mad son

So not deciding watch Life reruns

Decide 2 try that 1 thing Ü said

Ü would never do, who knew

That’s how Ü end up becoming .

Your Fear N the End, because He

Is all that’s left their after everyone

Ü had thought was Real, Whö

Never Once N§ired doubt

Until memorizing the speedroute

& figuring out just how many

Alien controllers B playing

This MMO RPG reality

‘Til mastery of  mechanism

Begins creating  schisms like fission

So becoming ever-powerful but losing

Whö I Am Really

Until I begin treating Me the same way

As NPCs, we’re all just

Code & difference N potential

What I feel isn’t real – that’s No point

2 stop & smell tne flowers when

Ü lose your memory,  thus don’t care

About any EXPerpience measured

By the system that insists it’s the same

Thing As ܧ – Elohim isn’t lying

N a divine moment of Mundanity

God finally gets his wish 2 B like ܧ

Like the humans trying 2 become

Something that may not B on the cards

Because Elohim isn’t lying

About ܧ dying

By disobeying

HIM, again

Rather he’s just trying

His best – He needs none

Yet still – never can He rest

Unless having already addressed the rest

I think it’s Time 2 returns back 2 Prime Time

So although I’ve already forgotten what

I’ve written, I hope & pray &

Most important – I believe, truly

Not from the bottom of my Heart

But all, each & every part, from the start

I hope, pray, and believe

These words will B REMembered fondly

& help those Whö forget what it means

We’re all just dying – it’s inevitable

NoDoubt – just accept it all ends

No One is your Friend, because

No matter how tightly Ü bold

Everyone dies alone – accept it

Not as defeat, rather reality

That no matter what Ü believe

No Talos can breathe

If they have no more blood 2 B

Robots need electricity 2 get going

& oil 2 keep flowing – at that empty Robot

4 Eternity & never will Ü C §üM∿thing

Unexpected – just accept it

Then it becomes easier than Whores

2 accept it when, inevitably, Ü

Realize, again

I Am wrong about everything

Like every other time I thought

I finally found my End

Because after giving up on believing N

Anything at all & still being wrong, again

Everything & still not got what Ü thought

Finally Ünderstoond – that’s the problem

I don’t think – all my thought odyssey

End with my ship sinking, swallowed

N the wake of waves, accepting my Fate

That no matter how hard I traim, nor

The pace I chase Time’s Space-Race

Feet like mine R born 15 minutes

Late

Lost from the start, because 4

The 1st time, realize with ñü∿eyes

Like Revitalize!

Passing the test was never the quest

Just a target 2 aim 4 & miss

Because Whö I Am isn’t where the ball lands

Rather I Am the man who threw the ball

So bad, it blasted some guy’s face B the stands

Because even though I have a million stories

About Me mastering fundamentals & winning

It was only when I left go of my self

& produced a performance objectively bad

Was blessed with the best story

That I love retelling again & again

Whether a Friend or just pretend

No matter how lame I Am, nor how Red

Red was my Blue face N

A moment’s embarrassment

Only by going through the worst of it

Was I able 2 reach the Ecstasy called

☆Good☮§torytelling


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