white girls

I was just sitting there talking with the cells in my body, feeling naughty, I guess the chemicals got me. Like a beach in a bugatti. My blood I diluted with dilated. Because we always sugar coat the product. Putting the new slang up our nose and call it balling. When its really just solvents solving problems that all the white girls started.

Then I think of all the ways I've died and been alive in the parallel universes of my mind. I neglect the words of the wise. Because they told me to think outside the box. But the box has always been mine. That's because true wisdom is quiet, and lifeless, and only searches for the seekers and the silent.

And what about our 2d reality. With higher beings looking down on our pond. Pondering on me. Kind of like how I talk to myself through my memories. That's because I'm consciously conscience in this conscience sea. If you believe in nothing, that's still a belief. If you have none just remember. Everything you do echos forever.

And what about those games we play. Like blaming others for having the same ways. We should be trading those brain waves for better days. Because all of this is just a phase. But dont listen to what I say. Cause I dont know the right words or the right way. But I can tell you one thing. I've lived enough lives to get my current life straight.