At that incredibly momentous moment of serendipity, I attempt to understand exactly what's running through my brain, nonexistent though it may be.
Why, exactly, did I think this was a good idea? Why on Earth would I have done something so stupid? And now all was lost - and I didn't even know what everything was (is?)
And that was when it hit me - life, death. It's all so simple. A simple matter of looking past that impassable curtain that is mortality.
Well... shoot.
May as well use it by this point though - Well... at least I think it's the music of eternity. After all, what else do you call it when you just let your youtube autoplay move from song to song, without attempting to exert any control over it, understanding that the matrix is real, that this is the matrix.
Hmm. That took a dark turn. Not much you can do though. Sometimes you just gotta face the music. Otherwise, however,
I'm not really sure if this makes any logical sense or if I've long since reached that point of transcendence, where all the pieces just fit together, Where
the world is poetry,
indeed, eternity
Where life seems to flow
ever so slow.
Where your mind begins to turn
And your brain just seems to churn
No darkness could bring you down
And that's when you know
That you totally just messed up on your rhyme scheme.
Oops. There is that, I suppose. I don't know if this sounds like my usual voice, don't know what my usual voice is, don't know what meaning we find in a voice
For these sounds which leave our mouths, which leave our minds, which form our souls
Just seem to be a simple vice. Indeed, verily.
What does verily mean anywho? We seem to use it out of context... No, nobody really uses it besides for me. Verily.
Heh. Why do we misuse numbers, why do we mistrust and misunderstand the meaning behind their forms, behind their incredible patterns?
What that means - a simple matter, so simple it's beyond any of us to explain. For are not the simplest thigs the most difficult ones, aren't the common words the most interesting ones?
Did you ever notice how difficult ends in cult? Have we truly reached that point? Where anyone who attempts something past a tiny level of simplicity has become entrenched in a cult, in the worship of the creature we call adversity?
Have we lost our way so much? Have we truly lost our path?
For have we forgotten that there is no path like the lack of a path? With so much ground trodden upon, we have lost the meaning of truly being lost.
And that, of course, is what music is for.
No, I'm not going to give you any of the songs I'm listening to. Why would I do that?
-hyperbole out.
Well, let's try this. Do you see this 
