Philosophical daydreams of the analytical mind.
Contemplation on my thoughts and the facts of our creation.
Second guessing , open-minded the ablitity to question all you "know".
Existence and non existence a thin line that might be phoney.
Even the greatest geniuses get lonely , oh if only the constant internal inquisition could take a back seat to social disposition then maybe we could accomplish life's greatest mission.
Procreation survival of the fittest,with this evolutionary chain we can sustain the population.
The thoughts do run wild, as I lose train they run on and my mind becomes gone long gone and far gone from it's place of orgin.
Trippy tribulations , slit wrists barely survived as blood ran free and watered the seeds of prosperity I thrived .
Insane interpretation of the inane situation as you become enthralled with sound of the curious voice that calls to us all.
