BYPASSED

another page in your dissertation
is gonna improve this gods' creation
from all the knowledge once unknown
there's a multiverse that hasn't grown
step aside to make room for the man
but where then should the woman stand?
scream all around your deepest pains
but does it help to let out in vain?
I see, the problem is deeper, and deeper it dives
the hills get steeper as you can't climb
indolence, the mother of death!
rejoice gracefully in her watchful breast!
sit around in a comfort zone, in the internet
in marriage, or in meaningless sex
but don't think hard about thinking too much
don't think about not thinking as such
be born, be grown, be fucked, be forgotten, be erased
I care this much about your fucking fate
the power to turn the tides of time
lies unguarded at the realms of the mind
a ground untread by rational beings
for rational is reserved to irrational things
and irrational things are the things that are
none is meaningful from dust to stars
and I talk this way to the entirety
very aware that I am entirely
bypassed...