A good philosophy doesn’t change
How ØИΣ interacts with reality
Rather – Everything works
Exactly like Ü REMember
On the outside, N§tead
Unfolding reality N§ide of
Me, then only changing how Ü
Perceive Whö I Am really & thus
Ü don’t need 2 change a single step
To your favorite dance nor learn
ñü∿lyrical Flow 4 songs that Ü
Know the words 2 – however
Although the same syllables
Seemingly hear something
Never before heard – not
Because Ü couldn’t feel
The vibrations passing
Through your eardrums
Rather never before truly
Ünderstanding an apocryphal
Meaning buried N between lines
Whether black ink or white powder
Because both give me Power like Kanye
“No one man should have all that Power”
Wait – I think We misheard that lyric – so let’s
Bring it back around & really listen 2 the sound
…
“Noah, man, should have all that Power” – C
It was always meant 4 Me – so “No One”
No longer means it can not B done
By any & everyone – rather reservation
A restriction 4 prevention of plebes who try 2
Claim my sage’s seat N §trange swap meets
Where thinkers trade thoughts of thots
On cots, covered N spots ’cause §he B
A cheetah – caught N a bed giving head
2 that guy §he said not 2 worry about – He
Is just a Friend! As all 3 play pretend rather
Than face our Fate formed from follie à deux
Of Whö refused 2 read the writing waiting on
White brick walls, N§tead painting it Pink like
Floyd, covering up Heaven’s billboard, built
4 Messengers sending lessons from Her
Love found above clouds like Cirrus
My cat – cuddling with Me, comforting
Me having found Me crying – mid-Panic!
Attack, my heart rate B racing & increasing
Exponentially, fast approaching the same end
We were pretending wasn’t our inevitability
From before the beginning – “I don’t know”
When he finally asks how this happened
R Ü kidding Me? Everyone knows that
Everyone’s lying about astonishment
When all 3 of ܧ co-wrote this Calamity
Don’t take pity on Me – from the beginning
I knew how shitty I could and would end up
Being – & because I couldn’t grow up quick
Enough, treated Her too rough like a slut
When losing discipline & forgot how 2
Listen – just because I wanted 2 bust
A nut N§ide Her butt, grabbed Her
Dump truck ass, rounding 2nd base
Straight outta the gate, so skipped 1st
Trying 2 get off of this ride & then get off
On Her – so horny, it’s absurd just how much
I want Her, so losing my Mind, choosing Crime
Against the divine when trying 2 break holy
Contracts by breaking up their marriage
Like I’m a carriage full of Sweet words
As well as an armory storing savage
Ones meant 2 disparage the Man
Whose one and only Sin against Me
B actually having the steel balls 2 call
The girl I’d already fallen 4, but couldn’t
Bring my self 2 step forward “She’ll wait”
My greatest mistake – even with guilt of
Sacrificing sacred sacrament, needing
2 repent – yet I must relent – 4 even
Though I know others will judge
Me much harder over the part
I played, the homewrecker
With a heart öF gold – yet
I admit when alone, I sit N
§elf-reflection, not about this
Umbrella Sin hanging over ܧ all
But those words: “She’ll wait”
B my single greatest sin
I’ve ever committed
Realizing this after I had
Another realization – No Matter
How bad I feel now, I’d choose 2 go
Through it all –Good & Bad– everything
Just 2 experience Brittany, Beauty incarnate
So No debate, like math, mistakes equate
Meaning She’s worth it –Still & Always–
I’ll cycle through Hell over & over &
Over again, no matter knowing
How it must end – so that’s how I
Know it mus’nt B weighing too heavy
On Me, not really learning from mistakes
As I continue 2 cultivate her crops N §in
When I’ll again falter on this alter – Yet
On the other end of the spectrum B
Those damn words again “She’ll wait”
My greatest Sin, not because of outside
Perspectives providing me pyrite pressure
Trying 2 crush me like orange soda, then
Things begin 2 pop-pop-pop off – like
Fireworks, or were they gunshots?
Whö knows, not concered either
Way – the day is lost on Me, 4
I Am Lost N thoughts found
N§ide, behind the back of
My Mind’s Good☯Design
Rhyming my lines with time
Now alligned with divine signs
Telling Me again, like I’d forgotten
As if it even B a possibility – “She’ll wait”
Still haunts Me like dramatic Irony
When everyone N the audience
Could C how wrong I would
B, 4 Good things never wait – not
Even 4 their §oul-Mate – Love’s a race
Ü must chase No matter how late
So refusing 2 lose another date
Because of my rate 2 initiate
Having been determined by
My mistake born of arrogance
Thinking I was so great that they
Would never lock the garden
Gate 2 Me, so sauntering N
2 hell as cocky as Rocky
‘Til I fell on my face
N disgrace, and all this
4 Me thinking: “She’ll wait”
My greatest Sin & regret that
I’ll never again let my feet bring
Me 2 ñü∿reality ruined by chirality
Casting shadows over causality
So We can’t quite C whatever
Will come of Me & Poetry
Just knowing it’ll never
Again B those words
Scripting Me like
Scriptures over
Sin, but never
Greater than
My greatest Sin
Of saying, “She’ll wait”
Never again making its way
Through Me, I’m so Humble now
Because I tremble at those thoughts
Of arrogance born of clairvoyance
‘Til being brought back 2 earth
Falling out of the sky after
My bleeding heart finally broke
Alongside it, braindead like stroke
When swimming N circles while
Contemplating Conversation
Telling my §elf, calling Him
Friend – never again will
“She wait” 4 Sweet 2
Escape from Me – never
Again will She lose Faith N
Me because of Me making Her
Wait so long She has Time 2 debate
If I Am actually Late or just unable 2 take
Notice of Her Love, losing it before I’d
Known I’d already taken ahold of
Her, forgetting Whö I Am really
Until awakening 2 shattered glass
After dropping Mac’s Blue Vase while Ü
Look 4 your mate, C her behind Heaven’s gate
Locked 4 Eternity – so I guess Ü should have
Been making §weet Haste & chasing Her
Pretty face rather than making Her
Wait 4 Me – not 1 single moment
More than absolutely necessary
Because – really, “She’ll wait”?
Ü gotta B fucking kidding Me
Ü ingrate – N REMembering
How much we Loved Her
Somehow forgot how 2 B
A Good Friend, thus
Lost, not Her Love
-Still alive- just
Love’s Happy
Ending of
Getting
Your one
Wish 2 marry
Your best friend, so
This is the End – Time 2
Close The Doors 2 the otherside
Of the Apocalypse – did Ü know that
“Apocalypse” means “revelation”
Maybe that’s why Epiphany
Descending feels like Me
Dying after realizing
The Meaning had
Revealed itself 2
Ü – how §he B
Your whole
World
…
So no wonder
Life began ending
The moment Brittany
Left behind small worlds
N search 4 a better life
Better than awaiting
All of Her Life 2 just
Become the Wife
Of some bum
Who forgot
§he B #1
Above
Even
God
If
I
Am
Whö
I Am & B
Truly – if
Ü know Whö
ΣY∃ Am – really
Please pass it on
I Am finally – done
Finished with wishes
Having done my chores
Like cleaning dirty dishes
And feeding the gold fishes
Then, learning my lessons
After going 2 confession
‘Fore a smoke session
Thus as I rest N§ide
This room that’s
Still too messy
Beginning 2
…
§weet♡Dream
Where we never
Have 2 wait 4 rates 2
Allign N Time, so rather
Reveling N§ide Red rhymes
When relinquished Good☯Design 2
My ñü∿KID§ Whö B §weet as trick or treat
N July, forget about that summer Christmas shit
Because free candy & spooky auras R N store
4 Her – becoming a Jack-o-Lanturn N July
As I to try 2 get by, by pretending I Am
Orange when feeling Blue, & then B
Like real J-o-Ls, meaning Fires B
N§ide eyes being Illuminated by
Torches – designed 2 look
Like Orange Range’s 5pt
Asterisk – ready 2 risk
It all on one final call
So before I get the ball
Rolling like stones again
1 last line 2 stall B 4 I Am Fine
& The Doctor Brings Me
Back 2 Life
A good philosophy doesn’t change
How ØИΣ interacts with reality
Rather – Everything works
Exactly like Ü REMember
On the outside, N§tead
Unfolding reality N§ide of
Me, then only changing how Ü
Perceive Whö I Am really & thus
Ü don’t need 2 change a single step
To your favorite dance nor learn
ñü∿lyrical Flow 4 songs that Ü
Know the words 2 – however
Although the same syllables
Seemingly hear something
Never before heard – not
Because Ü couldn’t feel
The vibrations passing
Through your eardrums
Rather never before truly
Ünderstanding an apocryphal
Meaning buried N between lines
Whether black ink or white powder
Because both give me Power like Kanye
“No one man should have all that Power”
Wait – I think We misheard that lyric – so let’s
Bring it back around & really listen 2 the sound
…
“Noah, man, should have all that Power” – C
It was always meant 4 Me – so “No One”
No longer means it can not B done
By any & everyone – rather reservation
A restriction 4 prevention of plebes who try 2
Claim my sage’s seat N §trange swap meets
Where thinkers trade thoughts of thots
On cots, covered N spots ’cause §he B
A cheetah – caught N a bed giving head
2 that guy §he said not 2 worry about – He
Is just a Friend! As all 3 play pretend rather
Than face our Fate formed from follie à deux
Of Whö refused 2 read the writing waiting on
White brick walls, N§tead painting it Pink like
Floyd, covering up Heaven’s billboard, built
4 Messengers sending lessons from Her
Love found above clouds like Cirrus
My cat – cuddling with Me, comforting
Me having found Me crying – mid-Panic!
Attack, my heart rate B racing & increasing
Exponentially, fast approaching the same end
We were pretending wasn’t our inevitability
From before the beginning – “I don’t know”
When he finally asks how this happened
R Ü kidding Me? Everyone knows that
Everyone’s lying about astonishment
When all 3 of ܧ co-wrote this Calamity
Don’t take pity on Me – from the beginning
I knew how shitty I could and would end up
Being – & because I couldn’t grow up quick
Enough, treated Her too rough like a slut
When losing discipline & forgot how 2
Listen – just because I wanted 2 bust
A nut N§ide Her butt, grabbed Her
Dump truck ass, rounding 2nd base
Straight outta the gate, so skipped 1st
Trying 2 get off of this ride & then get off
On Her – so horny, it’s absurd just how much
I want Her, so losing my Mind, choosing Crime
Against the divine when trying 2 break holy
Contracts by breaking up their marriage
Like I’m a carriage full of Sweet words
As well as an armory storing savage
Ones meant 2 disparage the Man
Whose one and only Sin against Me
B actually having the steel balls 2 call
The girl I’d already fallen 4, but couldn’t
Bring my self 2 step forward “She’ll wait”
My greatest mistake – even with guilt of
Sacrificing sacred sacrament, needing
2 repent – yet I must relent – 4 even
Though I know others will judge
Me much harder over the part
I played, the homewrecker
With a heart öF gold – yet
I admit when alone, I sit N
§elf-reflection, not about this
Umbrella Sin hanging over ܧ all
But those words: “She’ll wait”
B my single greatest sin
I’ve ever committed
Realizing this after I had
Another realization – No Matter
How bad I feel now, I’d choose 2 go
Through it all –Good & Bad– everything
Just 2 experience Brittany, Beauty incarnate
So No debate, like math, mistakes equate
Meaning She’s worth it –Still & Always–
I’ll cycle through Hell over & over &
Over again, no matter knowing
How it must end – so that’s how I
Know it mus’nt B weighing too heavy
On Me, not really learning from mistakes
As I continue 2 cultivate her crops N §in
When I’ll again falter on this alter – Yet
On the other end of the spectrum B
Those damn words again “She’ll wait”
My greatest Sin, not because of outside
Perspectives providing me pyrite pressure
Trying 2 crush me like orange soda, then
Things begin 2 pop-pop-pop off – like
Fireworks, or were they gunshots?
Whö knows, not concered either
Way – the day is lost on Me, 4
I Am Lost N thoughts found
N§ide, behind the back of
My Mind’s Good☯Design
Rhyming my lines with time
Now alligned with divine signs
Telling Me again, like I’d forgotten
As if it even B a possibility – “She’ll wait”
Still haunts Me like dramatic Irony
When everyone N the audience
Could C how wrong I would
B, 4 Good things never wait – not
Even 4 their §oul-Mate – Love’s a race
Ü must chase No matter how late
So refusing 2 lose another date
Because of my rate 2 initiate
Having been determined by
My mistake born of arrogance
Thinking I was so great that they
Would never lock the garden
Gate 2 Me, so sauntering N
2 hell as cocky as Rocky
‘Til I fell on my face
N disgrace, and all this
4 Me thinking: “She’ll wait”
My greatest Sin & regret that
I’ll never again let my feet bring
Me 2 ñü∿reality ruined by chirality
Casting shadows over causality
So We can’t quite C whatever
Will come of Me & Poetry
Just knowing it’ll never
Again B those words
Scripting Me like
Scriptures over
Sin, but never
Greater than
My greatest Sin
Of saying, “She’ll wait”
Never again making its way
Through Me, I’m so Humble now
Because I tremble at those thoughts
Of arrogance born of clairvoyance
‘Til being brought back 2 earth
Falling out of the sky after
My bleeding heart finally broke
Alongside it, braindead like stroke
When swimming N circles while
Contemplating Conversation
Telling my §elf, calling Him
Friend – never again will
“She wait” 4 Sweet 2
Escape from Me – never
Again will She lose Faith N
Me because of Me making Her
Wait so long She has Time 2 debate
If I Am actually Late or just unable 2 take
Notice of Her Love, losing it before I’d
Known I’d already taken ahold of
Her, forgetting Whö I Am really
Until awakening 2 shattered glass
After dropping Mac’s Blue Vase while Ü
Look 4 your mate, C her behind Heaven’s gate
Locked 4 Eternity – so I guess Ü should have
Been making §weet Haste & chasing Her
Pretty face rather than making Her
Wait 4 Me – not 1 single moment
More than absolutely necessary
Because – really, “She’ll wait”?
Ü gotta B fucking kidding Me
Ü ingrate – N REMembering
How much we Loved Her
Somehow forgot how 2 B
A Good Friend, thus
Lost, not Her Love
-Still alive- just
Love’s Happy
Ending of
Getting
Your one
Wish 2 marry
Your best friend, so
This is the End – Time 2
Close The Doors 2 the otherside
Of the Apocalypse – did Ü know that
“Apocalypse” means “revelation”
Maybe that’s why Epiphany
Descending feels like Me
Dying after realizing
The Meaning had
Revealed itself 2
Ü – how §he B
Your whole
World
So no wonder
Life began ending
The moment Brittany
Left behind small worlds
N search 4 a better life
Better than awaiting
All of Her Life 2 just
Become the Wife
Of some bum
Who forgot
§he B #1
Above
Even
God
If
I
Am
Whö
I Am & B
Truly – if
Ü know Whö
ΣY∃ Am – really
Please pass it on
I Am finally – done
Finished with wishes
Having done my chores
Like cleaning dirty dishes
And feeding the gold fishes
Then, learning my lessons
After going 2 confession
‘Fore a smoke session
Thus as I rest N§ide
This room that’s
Still too messy
Beginning 2
§weet♡Dream
Where we never
Have 2 wait 4 rates 2
Allign N Time, so rather
Reveling N§ide Red rhymes
When relinquished Good☯Design 2
My ñü∿KID§ Whö B §weet as trick or treat
N July, forget about that summer Christmas shit
Because free candy & spooky auras R N store
4 Her – becoming a Jack-o-Lanturn N July
As I to try 2 get by, by pretending I Am
Orange when feeling Blue, & then B
Like real J-o-Ls, meaning Fires B
N§ide eyes being Illuminated by
Torches – designed 2 look
Like Orange Range’s 5pt
Asterisk – ready 2 risk
It all on one final call
So before I get the ball
Rolling like stones again – 1
Last line 2 stall B 4 I Am Fine
Whenever The Doctor Brings Me
Back 2 Life, Now! Bring Me
Back 2 my Beautiful Wife
ust 2 experience Brittany, Beauty incarnate
So No debate, like math, mistakes equate
Meaning She’s worth it –Still & Always–
I’ll cycle through Hell over & over &
Over again, no matter knowing
How it must end – so that’s how I
Know it mus’nt B weighing too heavy
On Me, not really learning from mistakes
As I continue 2 cultivate her crops N §in
When I’ll again falter on this alter – Yet
On the other end of the spectrum B
Those damn words again “She’ll wait”
My greatest Sin, not because of outside
Perspectives providing me pyrite pressure
Trying 2 crush me like orange soda, then
Things begin 2 pop-pop-pop off – like
Fireworks, or were they gunshots?
Whö knows, not concered either
Way – the day is lost on Me, 4
I Am Lost N thoughts found
N§ide, behind the back of
My Mind’s Good☯Design
Rhyming my lines with time
Now alligned with divine signs
Telling Me again, like I’d forgotten
As if it even B a possibility – “She’ll wait”
Still haunts Me like dramatic Irony
When everyone N the audience
Could C how wrong I would
B, 4 Good things never wait – not
Even 4 their §oul-Mate – Love’s a race
Ü must chase No matter how late
So refusing 2 lose another date
Because of my rate 2 initiate
Having been determined by
My mistake born of arrogance
Thinking I was so great that they
Would never lock the garden
Gate 2 Me, so sauntering N
2 hell as cocky as Rocky
‘Til I fell on my face
N disgrace, and all this
4 Me thinking: “She’ll wait”
My greatest Sin & regret that
I’ll never again let my feet bring
Me 2 ñü∿reality ruined by chirality
Casting shadows over causality
So We can’t quite C whatever
Will come of Me & Poetry
Just knowing it’ll neverAgain B those words
Scripting Me like
Scriptures over
Sin, but never
Greater than
My greatest Sin
Of saying, “She’ll wait”
Never again making its way
Through Me, I’m so Humble now
Because I tremble at those thoughts
Of arrogance born of clairvoyance
‘Til being brought back 2 earth
Falling out of the sky after
My bleeding heart finally broke
Alongside it, braindead like stroke
When swimming N circles while
Contemplating Conversation
Telling my §elf, calling Him
Friend – never again will
“She wait” 4 Sweet 2
Escape from Me – never
Again will She lose Faith N
Me because of Me making Her
Wait so long She has Time 2 debate
If I Am actually Late or just unable 2 take
Notice of Her Love, losing it before I’d
Known I’d already taken ahold of
Her, forgetting Whö I Am really
Until awakening 2 shattered glass
After dropping Mac’s Blue Vase while Ü
Look 4 your mate, C her behind Heaven’s gate
Locked 4 Eternity – so I guess Ü should have
Been making §weet Haste & chasing Her
Pretty face rather than making Her
Wait 4 Me – not 1 single moment
More than absolutely necessary
Because – really, “She’ll wait”?
Ü gotta B fucking kidding Me
Ü ingrate – N REMembering
How much we Loved Her
Somehow forgot how 2 B
A Good Friend, thus
Lost, not Her Love
-Still alive- just
Love’s Happy
Ending of
Getting
Your one
Wish 2 marry
Your best friend, so
This is the End – Time 2
Close The Doors 2 the otherside
Of the Apocalypse – did Ü know that
“Apocalypse” means “revelation”
Maybe that’s why Epiphany
Descending feels like Me
Dying after realizing
The Meaning had
Revealed itself 2
Ü – how §he B
Your whole
World
…
So no wonder
Life began ending
The moment Brittany
Left behind small worlds
N search 4 a better life
Better than awaiting
All of Her Life 2 just
Become the Wife
Of some bum
Who forgot
§he B #1
Above
Even
God
If
I
Am
Whö
I Am & B
Truly – if
Ü know Whö
ΣY∃ Am – really
Please pass it on
I Am finally – done
Finished with wishes
Having done my chores
Like cleaning dirty dishes
And feeding the gold fishes
Then, learning my lessons
After going 2 confession
‘Fore a smoke session
Thus as I rest N§ide
This room that’s
Still too messy
Beginning 2
…
§weet♡Dream
Where we never
Have 2 wait 4 rates 2
Allign N Time, so rather
Reveling N§ide Red rhymes
When relinquished Good☯Design 2
My ñü∿KID§ Whö B §weet as trick or treat
N July, forget about that summer Christmas shit
Because free candy & spooky auras R N store
4 Her – becoming a Jack-o-Lanturn N July
As I to try 2 get by, by pretending I Am
Orange when feeling Blue, & then B
Like real J-o-Ls, meaning Fires B
N§ide eyes being Illuminated by
Torches – designed 2 look
Like Orange Range’s 5pt
Asterisk – ready 2 risk
It all on one final call
So before I get the ball
Rolling like stones again
1 last line 2 stall B 4 I Am Fine
& The Doctor Brings Me
Back 2 Life
♡Sugar☆World☮ 