[veritas]

Thesis:

We wipe our ass with what feeds us, after defecating on Jesus while living fractured in pieces.
Materially paying on leases. Self-deception in the cognitive. Anxiety in the corporeal, assured ceaseless.
So cogito ergo sum? Well shit, show me the man who actually cogitos??
Is that you? Great!! now take the Great Pyramid from inside this free bag of doritos.

Lol.
But seriously…..

Thesis:

The first time you held your child in your arms that was Alive’s vulnerability.
The first rhyme you meld and styled for harm abuzzed with Alive’s lack of civility.
The first cry you yield at your parent’s funeral’s eulogy you will see Alive’s soliloquy.
The first lie you sealed with an apparent suitable community you will be Alive’s futility.
The first try you failed, overcame, then prevailed, you espied Alive’s continuity.
The first try you failed, overcame, then prevailed, you espied Alive’s opportunity.
The first try you failed, made excuse, then railed, you denied Alive’s opportunity.
The second try you failed, made excuse, then railed, you provide Alive’s proper lunacy.
So reckon your soul was mailed to a recluse jailed who spied Alive’s Coptic fluidity?
Would you beckon or still lessen to produce a failed tide of Alive’s forced truancy?
Do you get it? If So, I will tell you the first part of the grand plan:
Never take life advice from a deadman’s stan.