*spins head in circles repeatedly
you are nothing.
you are a creation of someone's imagination. you are a concept. you barely exist and you are a bastard. now..shut the fuck up. for the rest of your life. because you have learned already that freedom is letting go. of everything you've ever known. the idea of gennaro is literally just an attachment to repeated patterns of thinking. you have managed to become the best version of yourself, i'll tell you that. you are not a fixed personality but rather a circle of physiological reactions. and when I say you, I am speaking about me. the part of you that goes beyond gennaro. You are I, but I am not you. because gennaro is just...gennaro. and he has certain tendencies but you... you are infinite. you created gennaro but he is just figment of your imagination. you and I are that one entity that exists everywhere, in everyone, in everything. gennaro you must accept that you are nothing in order to become everything. every day you improve. the last step is for you to shut the fuck up forever and enjoy the silence. i believe in you. shhh then the music electrocuted me and i couldn't stop dancing
two days ago this kid asked me what i was on and when i told him i was sober he was mindblown and kept referring to me as "perma-high dude" and "the way who's perma-tripping"
yesterday jeremy told me that whenever i was around him it was like being around a monk and that my aura was so strong that it impacted him. "we all have a good side and a dark side; but, that guy up there, you can see a lot of him in you." "omg my dog actually likes you..that's a first.
YOU ARE A GREAT PERSON." i had a dream about you last night, Summer
we were hanging out with some group of people. no names come to mind because they were all a blur besides you. i just remember you bent down and i slapped your ass and next thing i know you grabbed both my hands and we finally kissed again. then you told me what you wanted me to do to you based on the realization that we are all one in-separate being, everything is pre-destined. suddenly my song "Destiny Drilled" has the best lyrics i've ever written
but if it wasn't for that downfall i wouldn't recognize what being uplifted feels like
"that guy is possessed by demons"
"what demons?" "the demons of faggot land" |