Alive and well is my morality,
But it seems my morality recently is sacrilegious
Religion as a guide is obsolete
Pray not, and do good works, because you should.
Live your life as if it was a prayer
Cause if heaven exists, that’s how you’ll get there.
If you make a habit of receiving peoples kindness,
Refrain to seek it for your advantage.
The more you take from a man, the less he has to lose
When you have more demons than angels
Those angels cannot take the weight you’re carrying
When leaving the world behind,
Remember that in turn the world will do the same.
When molehills become mountains
And mountains crumble down like a wilting flower
Does the flower die then wilt or wilt as it was dying?
Cause it feels quite bad to wilt alive.
When you see enough people do something badly
You begin to hate that thing in general,
That’s why I’m a sociopath.
Like a squirrel trying to get my nuts across the freeway
Always forced to run back in my mind.
Can’t be a civil servant when I can’t serve myself,
Can’t be a world leader when your feel displaced from it
Myself image is a cloud of vapor confused but visible.
Somewhere between a cold fluid existence and a bunch of hot air.
Composed of rings, a self almanac we can’t see. It all just below the bark
Yet a tree can’t read another tree.
Become a sponge for the genius of others
And a faucet for all things wise.
Dreams belong to the poets and thinkers.
Then the trigger pullers when those dreams go awry
