Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Written in a black notebook

si j'avais quelque chose a dire
je parlerais plus fréquentment
mais mes pensées sont pour moi-même
et ils leur organisent trop lentment

I hate coffee,
Coffee is gross.
If I get some jam and bread,
I will make some toast.

The phases of the moon tell me stories in the night.
Every mystery of life laid in f

The nature of the human mind
to itself has not been kind
full of insight but still blind
a mass by chemistry defined
in they come and out they flow
to a place they cannot know
and all that the left-behinds can show
is a case of startling vertigo
can the human mind create
a myth to fill the empty space
or does evolution take the cake
and leave us in a useless state
oh if evolution took our side
made us sure it couldn't lie
if we could change

Do not blame the indoctrinated child, do not blame the leader who did as he though fit, blame yourself, because the the individuals at fault, we're people just like you and me.

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