the sun shadows your skull
blazing on, elevating
the alright and the fabulous alike
do some wells store and share
while some merely drink
the scraps from our forks
feed our people's families
feasts for the gods but
you disappear into the crowd
down, down, down, drowning
the analysis runs amok
i'm awesome in a telescope
i'm nice out of your face
our laughter shoots razors
my smell is worse than my sound
the best love is homeless
you can't find it on google maps
youll only see it in the street
but sniper blimps seal our fate
the adults will kill us all
words wont win badges here
only time can send the wind to move you
only the world can show you our beautiful stars
again amid the deep rank scars of blah
drowning your waves ashore
this, my greatest fear
that you have forgotten
how to look at me
with arms for me
with arms for you
a child's love is homeless
you can't find it on google maps
youll only see it in the street
but sniper blimps seal our fate
the adults have hearts on plates
(i dont know how to exist
in the same world as you
in the best way possible
the road splits endlessly
infinity seemed so small
infinity seems so very small)
i, i, i
- steven
- "Seeing that before long I must confront humanity with the most difficult demand ever made of it, it seems indispensable to me to say who I am. Really, one should know it, for I have not left myself "without testimony." But the disproportion between the greatness of my task and the smallness of my contemporaries has found expression in the fact that one has neither heard nor even seen me. I live on my own credit; is it perhaps a mere prejudice that I live? ... I need only to speak with one of the "educated" who come to the Upper Engadine for the summer, and I am convinced that I do not live ... Under these circumstances I have a duty against which my habits, even more the pride of my instincts, revolt at bottom, namely, to say: Hear me! For I am such and such a person. Above all, do not mistake me for someone else!" - Nietzsche, Ecce Homo
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