spoil

i realize my faults
i am a spoon fed baby
everything is supplied around me
manipulate the world around you because you don't have the same responsibilities as others
a true fool
the lazy bum yelling at workers
the brain has degenerated to a state capable of nothing
what are you doing,
nothing to promote survival
until you get a job/responsibilities you have no credibility
until you can be a self sustained content human your words have little meaning

we are human

time to go into my sleep capsule
my ball of consciousness
until something intelligent emerges
we are data
memories
referencing events
observing things alone
observing things together
finding ways to live
stimulating the brain with our senses
oh man
reaction
how my brain has fallen
my brain is degenerating

poultry redefined

8 chicken tenders placed unto a circular pan
i watch as you bake in the intense heat
the sound of you sizzle escapes through the vents in the oven
as the frost melts the the scent of chicken fills the space
light reflects off the oil bubbling from your exterior
golden color slight browning on the edges
but your taste is a lie
you were never chicken at all
an imitation of something delicious
outside you appear to be chicken
but beneath your crunchy outside
a solid mass a block of meat sponge like in texture
this is not the texture of chicken i have come to know
chicken grinded up and mixed with other things
to be formed uniform shapes
i hardly recognize you anymore, chicken

brain pudding

i lack a sense of self
my brain fades
my mind drifts
my brain doesn't remember who it is
thoughts clouded
fog inside my skull
my brain is goo
no sharp edges
no definition
a familiar dream
a state of mind
the stream of brains washed up on shore
no sharp words
words that meld into the sounds around them
not an arrow
but a gelatinous object
useless as a weapon
wobbles when hit
i am sculpting my jello mold of a brain
but it melts
time to set the thermostat to cool
the brain needs to chill out
frozen jello hard as rocks
shoot my brain from a cannon
obvious outcome
what is it that you are looking for
why do you move
what are you doing

black hole brain

inside my skull is a void
sound is sucked through me ears
swirling around in my skull
fueling the cannon in the back of my head
the pressure is building
the floor of my skull crumbles
the brain people fall within the cracks
the commander of the neurons sits safely in his head quarters
at the top of the skull
gazing upon upon the disaster below
his eyes grow
ice cream, soft and cold, being funneled in from the mouth
icecream mixed with remnants of the disaster
the icecream disaster being sucked up into the black hole
water pours in from the ears
the ocean being sucked into my head
my head fills with sea urchins
both my ears sucking in sea creatures
2 sharks smash against my head one against each ear
the sharks fuse with my head
their tails spiraled together to plug up the black hole
and i live on known as the man with sharks coming out of his head
walking the streets,
but don't get to close to the shark heads
their mouths are motion activated
the kids throw objects in the sharks mouths
i now wear a helmet so the objects wont damage my own head
tennis shoes stolen to be fed to the sharks
cant be having the sharks doing that, a lawsuit may happen
specially designed helmets fitted to the heads of sharks
the correct distance from the head so the teeth wont activate
boring sharks lost their purpose
back to the ocean
the sun goes down

a punch to the face

you can hear about something and think you understand
but until you experience what you think you understand
you cant fully understand it
purpose, life is all about purpose
why are you here
what are you doing
why are you doing it
a very important concept to grasp
what are you doing right now?
sitting in front of a computer typing truths that i found
in the hope that doing so will push me forward in life
truth from experience, a no greater truth
what is the best way to live and live it
but you must understand
my brain is closed off to a vast amount of knowledge
it needs to grow larger
im squeezing my brain dry there is no knowledge here
need knowledge from outside sources those who under stand fully
the understanding of this life
to the point where you can fully understand the world around you
then you can walk
a beautiful feeling that Ive felt before, an understanding of all things
from the outside it looks foolish but from the inside its amazing
how fortunate i am to be in the circumstances ive come to live
its very hard to see it when you've not been surrounded by it
wisdom is a thing a lack, i hope to see it again one day
should i sit and wait for it or seek it fully
to seek a purpose to know right from wrong
its the only truth i know, im going to find it again if it lets me
the pinballs in my brain have finally stopped bouncing and made it passes the flippers
game over, i diddnt even get a highscore

dull

there is no thinking here
my mind is a still pond without the smallest ripple
you see movement represents brain activity
i feel a discontent
the reason is because i have had the feeling of the content before
i no longer have this feeling
like a human getting super powers and losing them the next day
the feeling of losing something you never deserved
is this relevant to my self
it is foolish, they say
come dwell in the dark waters with us
let us speak of our misery
at the bottom of the pool is death and we are slowing moving toward it
its too hard to see
my vision is obstructed by my own self
there is a certain state of mind you have to be in to see it
what causes this state is up to you to interpret