AND SO ON...

Staring at a screen, which is nothing more than signals of pixelated light
Don’t ask for a why, for I do not know
Like shit, I release secreted waste from my life
In some desperate attempt too find meaning in my existence
Pathetic and futile but ever so, ever so necessary

Similar to the condition of the human conditioning
Like finding meaning in meaninglessness
So delightfully sweet and addictively rancid
Bless there stupid fucking minds
How they cling too ideology, religion or its denial
Even the denial of meaning is a meaningless pursuit

So I am scattered relentlessly, like dust into the wind
With barely enough time to gather what remains of me
Before the next gust rips me into a billion more separate pieces
I levitate thoughtlessly, seemingly without consequence
Thing is, this isn’t as scary as it may seem
Surprisingly the awareness of this is enlightening state
Is not as you may perceive, ever so, ever so frightening

So words spill, like effluence, ridiculous and pointless
Like, like I even fucking care, but I do, very, very much
Is that the problem, caring to much but being unable to cope?
Running into myself on the way round from the same old story
It is a joke, that is at best (for survival purposes), ridiculously funny

So this little scenario ends
On a piercingly high note, that rips through all that is sad and terrible
So the point (perhaps) my friends, maybe this is all there is
So buckle up, enjoy the ride but don’t hold on
Let go, and just, let go, then maybe, but only maybe
Will you perceive everything you could ever possibly perceive?
In one absolutely perfect moment

That perhaps
Is enough

For now