among the senseless constraints
hidden behind question marks
upon question marks
embrace the unknown
with passion for fun.
embrace the pointless
with freedom from laws
embrace the uncertainty. the lack of answers.
the invisible void.
life's about nothing.
embrace the urge to believe otherwise
and let it go in the river of unknowns
waiting for nothing. taking the moment as it comes
and
goes
and never comes back.
it's not about suffering.
it's not about work.
it's not about salvation.
it's not about love.
it's not about allowing
our will to be ignored
by our very self
on the basis of weakness, fear, comfort.
it's not about shoving life down throats
it's not about trying not to either.
it's not about fighting our nature
or submitting to it.
it's also not about rhyming.
it's not about winning
it's not about losing
it's not about learning.
it's not about about about
about
about about
about
about about about
about about
let it rain. let it fall
down to the sewers. step on it. make it muddy.
it's not about about about ... ... ...
and it doesn't have to be
for us to feel fulfilled
for no reason.
how sweet. we can just be
for the sake of it
WITHOUT EXPECTATIONS
and go away
whenever we please.
there is no reason
for anything
so yours is enough
drink, then. bottom up!
instincts tell you
fight live never die
but there's no reason
to listen. (not that we have a choice. senseless constraints)
there's no reason
no purpose
no goal
so might as well have fun
because why not.
now, if you want fun to be your reason
it's gonna be a great one and a horrible one
because there is no reason, so no basis to judge
and fun is fun (noun, adjective). so it's enough. it's like existence [as we know it. which is ??????]: doesn't need a reason. it just nonapologetically happens. hurts and beats up and gives no apologies. what a bitch.
but it's too wild to tame it. so let it roam and roar and rape. you're not gonna like it but
if you succumb to your instincts, accepting the violent turbulences and the slaps in the face is the only choice you have.
kinda discouraging. but that's okay; it doesn't have to be encouraging. after all, existence just nonapologetically happens. that's all it does: just happens. for no [known] reason.
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