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  Man I loved being abused And I think you did too Kinda wish it wasn't over Please come back my four leaf clover Maybe it's no self respect My problem is that I easily forget You and I are the same in that And I think you also want to come back I think the abuse was love A traumatized version from above Neither of us could admit it So we kinda had to split it As Kanye says run away There's nothing left for us to say Except that u can always come back But remember we'll both be under attack

Sip On This Gin Rin

  Sip on this Gin Rin, It's time to wake up. Gather around and I'll pour you a cup. I want to know something so deep and divine Something only a pretty girl like you could refine Yes what is it? I'm sitting all ears, The light is too dimly lit, And you can spare me the cheers. Well, I'd like to know how you feel in this place And how your mind is within it's own space Is it just me or is it me too, I'm sitting on this chair without a clue. I can tell you certainly, And listen up, Your eyes shine pertently  Now pour me a cup. But what is it about your reigning image? I can't figure out what it is that's damaged. Is it my love for you Or my hope? Or do you see yourself with a rope? My and my, deer Beneto, Sit on the couch and clear your toe, You've given me something to ponder, And it's something that you will forever wonder Because I am here And you are there In this trivial pursuit, Now dash to your right hemisphere and toot For I wil

Mister Kahn's Stolen Hope

Calm con man, Ramadan in the fourth wall, Leave with your pittance. Escape while you still feel alive. Allow yourself to be ingrained in it, You will feel distance in your nerves. Escape this lowly world of torture, You will be envied by the others. I am God sir, I am at your service. I will hold your hand in this journey. You are feeling unalive, It's okay to question why you're here, It's okay to come to the conclusion that you should leave. From the light, there was past life, and your nose has smelled the future. Come with me towards the forbidden land, your thievliness shall be underscored. Thievliness means nothing when you are dead, so don't fret young ward, you won't be remembered, and you won't be forgotten. Time has no memory. Joying away in the spotlight, I noticed. I heard you wanted riches. That's quite all right, Naivety gets ahold of the best ones. They're gone, son, Riches are cosmic shits, and so are you. You will decompose w

There Will Soon Be The Day When Philosophy Dies

Understanding the world can manifest in a multiplicity of ignorant ways. This is philosophy, baseless and discussional assertions made from the mind of an ignoramus. Our interpretation of the world will forever be bottlenecked by our skills to reason and abstract the world's information. We will never have pure knowledge, simply because our mind's real estate is too small for it.  Conjecture, when mixed with contradictions and incohesiveness, is all but a rare phenomenon in our psychological framework. How our brains are capable of connections between disparate ideas is what causes a level of abstraction uncorrespondent to reality. We are beings with data analyzing devices incapable of recording enough data to analyze thoroughly. We simply rely on abstractions of reality to come up with crazy ideas on understanding ourselves and the world around us, and due to this fact, philosophy has its upper limits being approached.  If you'll notice, within the past fifty o