The PhotoTron Experience (Full Metal Lyricist)

I process historic
Texts
And put them into a storage unit the equivalent of a
Wisdom-Treasure-Chest that rests next to my brain stem
To be utilized whenever I decide to blow the stardust off of it!
My passion has been
The deciphering of mysteries with Mystic Origins
Ever since this Little-Nappy-Headed-Son-of–a-Militant read his first sentence
I know what I know because
I busted many-many-book-bindings for fact-finding.
I speak because I seek
I must admit all knowledge doesn’t always sit well with the one who pursues it
Yet the ends justify the ‘Ego Bruises.’  
When diving into the unknown abyss
Most sink
Others swim
To the edge of preprogrammed reality
On the other side what we find
Is a Vast Universe
Personal Paradise
That lies within the heart and mind
Then
Begins indulgence in the spoils of exploration
Nothing less than a Pre-Mortem Heavenly Experience