28 August 2024 Revision
An interaction I’ve had
That has really stuck with Me
Because of how much it bothered Me
Was a conversation happening around Me
Which I wasn't really in participation
So more like Me making observation
'cause I rarely like exposing
Mine actual disposition
…
Concerning this conversation
Where I made my observation:
It was among a group of them
Self-proclaimed philosophers
-The worst kind of thinkers-
(I would know since I Am One)
So, they know how to think well
-Enough-
To know how to improve their selfs
But when they think they can’t think
Through a problem that they are facing
They decide to think: there is no answer
Rather than think maybe it really is them
They are too stupid to figure it out then
Refuse to admit how their putrid opinions
Paint Pathetic a self-portrait – exposing
What their arrogance really says; about
Them: how they’ve reached their limit
Yet aren’t ready to bend so the §iM
Can display "Fin"; N§tead: become
RED and continue 2 play pretend
…
Like that wannabe Adonis
With his chiseled chin
& finesse in phonics
Who sees his self
As the pinnacle
So looking down on
The world, oh~so cynical
Like a doctor whose looking
At a clipboard – clinical
In his diagnosis of Men
& the human condition
‘Cause it's clear
To see he’s the best
A man could hope to be
Just look at the White coat
Yellow degrees & all the Green
Money to do his talking, although
He knows not everyone can be as great
As him – he’s the exception since
That's what he wants to believe
& that means now he no longer needs
To grow & improve; he already be 10/10
So, thinks his cruel resignation just be
Zen since humanity can never reach “Me”
So they deserve their inevitable end
As it’s oh~so easier to reflect on
The scratched mirror than it is
To get their manicured hands
Dirty from polishing then
Making your world look
Simple & Clean, and
Clear for us all
To see Life &
All of Her
Beauty
…
So
A ∿ long
Story - short:
“Humanity should just die off
‘Cause all we do is destroy things”
Isn’t really some wise self-reflection
Where you admit humanity's limitation
Just PROOF: how you are an imitation
Reaching Ascension 2 this Elevation
Yet, whenever finally being faced
With unown & §trange §ensations
You haven't been told how one
Ought to react: you consent
Then relent to Destiny's
Designation N§ide öF A
Resentful resignation
As this must just B how
Far We R meant to C & got
Lost N this thought that
Fate: has already Found
Your Final Destination
Thus they accept this
An unnecessary death
N§tead öF trying, 2
Go beyond! & reach
4 ☯ 11 & reaching
A magical moment
N'Transcendence
Then Achieve'И
∞ Sublimation
…
Don’t give up
On your world
Just ’cause Ü
Have given up
On yourself &
Don’t want to
Admit to them
Ü quit go'И 2
My Gold'И Gym
On Mt.Olympus
1st draft
An interaction I’ve had
That has really stuck with me
Because of how much it bothered me
Was a conversation happening around me
That I wasn’t really in participation
More like making an observation
As I rarely like exposing
My disposition
…
So in this conversation
Where I was making observation
Was among a group of
Self-proclaimed philosophers
The worst kind of thinkers
(I would know – I Am One)
Because they know how to think well
Enough
To know how to improve themself
But when they think they can’t think
Through a problem that they’re facing
They decide to think there’s no answer
Rather than think that maybe it’s them
That be too stupid to figure the Truth out
& refuse admit their putrid opinions expose
What their arrogance really says about
Them – that they’ve reached their end
Yet aren’t ready to bend, so play pretend
…
Like that wannabe Adonis
With chiseled chin & finesse in phonics
Who sees himself as the pinnacle
So looking down on the world – cynical
Like a doctor looking at a clipboard – clinical
In his diagnosis of the human condition
‘Cause clearly he’s the best a man could be
Look at the white coat, yellow degrees
& all the green money to do his talking
But he knows not everyone can be
As great as him – he’s the exception
So even though he no longer needs
To grow & improve – he’s already 10/10
He thinks his cruel resignation is just zen
Like humanity can never reach “Me”
So they deserve their inevitable end
Because it’s easier to reflect on
Scratched mirrors than it is
To get your hands dirty
To polish & clear it
…
Long story, short
“Humanity should just die off
‘Cause all we do is destroy things”
Isn’t some wise self-reflection
Where you’re admitting actual limitations
It’s just you proving you’re an imitation
Because you were able to reach Elevation
But when you’re finally faced with
An unown & §trange sensation
You haven’t been told how
To react, so resignation
That there must be no other
Fate found their final destination
Accepting an unnecessary death rather than
Reaching Transcendence by Achieving Sublimation
…
Don’t give up
On the world
Just ’cause you
Have given up
On your self &
Don’t want to
Admit to them
You quite going
To Olympus’ Gym
alt. draft
An interaction I’ve had
That has really stuck with Me
Because of how much it bothered Me
Was a conversation happening around Me
That I wasn’t really in participation
More like making an observation
As I rarely like exposing
My actual disposition
…
Now concerning this conversation
Where I was making observation:
It was among a group of those
Self-proclaimed philosophers
-The worst kind of thinkers-
(I would know; I Am One)
So they know how to think well
-Enough-
To know how to improve their selfs
But when they think they can’t think
Through a problem that they are facing
They decide to think there is no answer
Rather than think maybe it’s really them
Who are too stupid to figure it out, then
Refuse to admit how their putrid opinions
Paint pathetic a self-portrait, exposing
What their arrogance really says about
Them – that they’ve reached their end
Yet aren’t ready to bend so the Sim
Can display "Fin"; N§tead, become
Red and continue to play pretend
…
Like that wannabe Adonis
With his chiseled chin
& finesse in phonics
Who sees his self
As the pinnacle
So looking down on
The world, oh~so cynical
Like a doctor whose looking
At a clipboard – clinical
In his diagnosis of Men
& the human condition
‘Cause it's clear
To see he’s the best
A man could hope to be
Just look at the White coat
Yellow degrees & all the Green
Money to do his talking, although
He knows not everyone can be as great
As him – he’s the exception since
That's what he wants to believe
& that means now he no longer needs
To grow & improve; he’s already 10/10
So thinks his cruel resignation just be
Zen – like humanity can never reach “Me”
So they deserve their inevitable end
Since it’s easier to reflect on
Scratched mirrors than it is
To get your hands dirty
To polish & clear it
…
So ∿ long story - short:
“Humanity should just die off
‘Cause all we do is destroy things”
Isn’t actually some wise self-reflection
Where you’re admitting actual limitations
It’s just you proving you’re an imitation
You may have Ascended 2 such Elevation
But when you’re finally faced with
An unown & §trange §ensation
You haven’t been told how
To react, resignation
So this must just B how
Far We R meant to C & thus
Meaning there must B no other
Fate found our final destination
& they accept an unnecessary death
Rather than go beyond & reach for 11
N Transcendence; Achieve'И Sublimation
…
Don’t give up
On your world
Just ’cause Ü
Have given up
On yourself &
Don’t want to
Admit to them
Ü quit go'И 2
My Gold'И Gym
On Mt.Olympus
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