My Scattered Thoughts

Mind over matter,
Death over Emptiness
Truth comes out
That Heaven was created by a plagiarist,

Rationality is only but a dream
created by peoples inner sanctum
to believe something really is
crafted and stitched together by his holy seams,

The price of an artist,
is a Bleeding canvas
That Becomes the master in the relationship
you create so much
just to practice up on your shitty salesmanship


My Reality is so over-rated
I begin to question if its even real.
that's the first sign
you're growing to hate it,

it doesn't matter how many people tell its worth living,
when you die in the end either way, then what's the point of giving?
So many questions, that create more enigmas
"That's just humans side effect"
Ok but Why Does that make it any easier for you to accept?


This is my "Life's Biggest conundrum"
..........And how we are just part of the riddle............