
Some people use the word primitive
but that reminds me of a song
by a band my dad likes
and I do not.
This is unfortunate because primitive would be a good word
for what I feel when I stand in the cold
and try to take in the blackness out there
which is impossible really, because
there are stars
and I never did get the Tao Te Ching anyway
though Lao tzu does seem like a pretty cool guy.
I think it’s ironic
that raging explosions millions of light years away
can pull answers out of the center of your being,
at least according to people who should know.
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I really like the way the
I really like the way the thoughts in this seem random and then collect in a kind of striking way at the end. Though I did get really lost in the rhythm, especially in the first part.
Be yourself. 'Cause if you're busy being somebody else, who's gonna be you?
exactly.
It's pretty brilliant.