What if I am just a brain in a jar somewhere
the fragmented nature of that I to begin with
robots in your blood
a nano matrix
things that become more and more complicated
less and less
easier to pin down
moving, more of a blur
psychedelic paint schmear from 14 billion year ago
matter in reference to matter
love me close please
tell me im not real either
if you were real you would have some status among the nations of the world
the way i heard it
i come to you not as a man but as a mist
Beautiful, as usual.
Beautiful, as usual. Hypothesis as option that microplastics combined upon consumption through blood form alien implants of conspirator control?
peace, pot, tequila shot
Jesus loves us, stoned or not