This ain′t much special
Just a random desolate rhyme session
That will probably end up being yet another life lessonIt's a conversation so remember to use your discretion
Before making conclusions after the first impression
I say what I think but after this ill stop talking on these bitter topics
Whoever wants to see will do it and I gotta take a break before going miotic
Hope I′ll find a rejuvenating tonic to produce something uplifting and melodic
My life's been an exotic symbolic tragicomic love sonnet
Before the catatonic and necrotic bombs hit
I went from being stoic, iconic, and ironic
To neurotic, robotic, and psychotic
If I was an equation I'd be conic section
Today I′m a special case of ellipse
And guess was parabolic by nature
From philosophic jumping to diabolic
From melancholic to euphoric
From harmonic to chaotic
It′s been a complex project
To remain at the vertex without falling
Till I looked within and recalibrated spirit level
I'm seeing the effects but it′s a constant work in progress
If you care to fully grasp the concept
Gotta decrypt my words and connect the dots
Forget about depth and direction
It's the angles that let you have whole perspective
No one ever listens so focus on my points for a second and you′ll get it
Started as a simple personal intervention
With intentions of redemption, elevation, and ascension
By replacing toxic obsessions
With mind's creative expression
Took on a quest to find answers to the question
A trip to fulfill my destiny
Reach final destination, achieving soul′s purification
It's a distraction from self-destruction
As society's responsibly following instructions
Fully assimilating to rape culture, bathing in corruption
I′d rather be an independent variable in the function
Than a minion inside depraved Plato′s dungeon
Feel like something gotta mean the world
For someone to break the mold
Happy I did that and never had a goal
To get any glory or vaults full of gold
Only hoping to find the love that's been lost
Same old, same old
Free as a bird but in control
Of nature′s inescapable bond
So here I am, letting things unfold
In a room all alone, Writing non-stop
Bored but barely even answer my phone
Wanted to mature but outgrown the world
But don't mistake me for Dalai Lama
I′m a highly radioactive element
G stands for gamma
And if life's a parable
This is gotta be the one
About blind people and an elephant
No wonder I was told it′s my spirit animal
But in general
Life's like a Rubiks cube
Everyone can solve it but most never try
Thinking it ain't worth the time
Act like they can do it with closed eyes
Pretend they have it all figured out
But their actions speak otherwise
Saying all they know is how to lie
Stuck behind blinds
As they slowly evolve into termites
Cause you know, those guys are also blind
Is that what it means to be a Canadian?
Crown′s a sole corporation
And not long ago they used to call their citizens swine
When I hear all these talks about Russia going to war with Ukraine
All I can think is: Who′s Russia?
Is she ok?
She sounds insane
Did she fall from a crane?
What's her last name?
Federation, right, totally forgot.
So, another company, illegal entity, jackpot.
Waving flag of any district and taking part in their plot
Is like swimming in a melting pot
And I′m not seeing a single pirate boat
Anyways, I'm losing my train of thought
Can′t stand more of all these commonwealth colonies under canopy
A gallery of vanity, hypocrisy, and dishonesty
Promoting fallacies, normalizing atrocities, and bestiality
Spiraling down catastrophic calamity
Into a factory of traumatized faceless xyz's
Getting ego boosters from authority as their salary
Her majesty′s middle name's gotta be idolatry
From state of mediocrity to kingdom of medieval tyranny
A pandemonium of sodomy with blasphemy in every policy
Guess, individuality was the malady
Practically eradicated with a strategy of turning it into a travesty
While integrity and gallantry must be just triviality or my insanity
Finally, an apogee
From simulation to pure simulacrum
Welcome to Hyperreality
Wonder how could anyone fall for democracy
When it's one letter away from having demon in root and sounds like mockery
This is possibly an Odyssey of the worst quality
Would be an actual divine comedy
If it wasn′t concealing plutocracy
Maybe it′s total normality and I'm just an anomaly
But whoever′s been receiving all those lemons
Is lucky life wasn't giving them broccoli
Hope this story got a bitter-sweet prophecy
And not yet another Tragedy
About misery of a castaway prodigy
That in actuality might be a valiant phantom in agony
Living in memories of his enchanting lady
Who′s dreaming to see that Milky Way galaxy
As he's just a faint static melody
Her ephemeral flatlined fantasy
