Absent Minded
the gods bought something they couldn't afford
Every one of my birthdays
i get a cursed object
and these objects
go to a world
and in this world i play in
with my birthday presents i nevr got to know
this is my world
a weird world
a different place
a place they call home
how old am i you ask
how many birthdays have i had?
how many objects are among you in this place?
cursed differently?
and what exactly is metaphysical chess?
you are a world i cannot be in
you are a world where all these gifts given to me
will do me harm
they are your wishes and dreams
they are your prayers answered
buit when i hold them my nightmares come true
welcome to my nightmare
and where is my time machine
oh another joke im just not telling
the gods wanted something they couldn't afford
and im in this place you call home
and its a world where the reality of these cursed objects
you know about
will harm me
but bless you
but i'm curious
and want to touch everything
why can't i play with my own birthday presents?
and that looks like my favorite toy over there!!!!!
and there is whisper that the gods wanted something
they couldn't afford
only to find when i slid to this place
they all call home
among all of my cursed objects
you answered prayers
and my supposed life blowing up in my face
slide them away
keep them away from me
but i'm soo curious
i don't believe you
you arew the cursed world
full of cursed objects
with anhgels trying to keep them away from me
and have me never catch on
and now i know
I'm home
I'm home
i wonder what the gods want to purchase that they can't afford?
will these miracles
umm i mean cursed objects move from hand to hand?
will these ultimatums
that i hold that blow up in my face
be anyones saving grace?
and what do the gods want to buy
what can't they afford?
Where are my marbles?
do the dice really control my life
and inside the chakras of this centerpiece ring
my mood of tigers eyes can be predicted of tomorrows events
to inspire poets and arts of emotional vampirre wars to weard off love spells
oh lovely mood ring
i just picture the gods at my shop
one of them who just walked down the streets of gold
walking into one odf my stores
purchasing something on credit
with a word
and the deal was made!
and this object
getting the best of us all
she took as she walked up or down that parrallel universe
thinking knowing she had just been to heaven
and with this gem
and the other item she had unknowingly stolen
and the object that fell into her pocket....but how
she walked up the stairway
she came down with three objects
one she bought on credit
and a word and a deal
one she s not sure she got
maybe stolen
or is she being blackmailed
and then forever the world and the fairytale unfolds
and forever the winds whisper to the animals
of an object to crave
and nothing has ever been the same
and the winds blow
as they mirror instincts of survival
and mother nature treats us like the animals we think we are indifferent from
what did the gods try to purchse
but have yet to pay for?
whats in their pockets
and fingers
or in their treasure chests and dreams
who sold them what when and where of realities and when?
who can say?
and the winds continue to blow
and the shapes change
and somewhere the truth unfolds in the minds of the rational
and enlightened creativity of purity metaphors
I'm home
in a house in the middle of nowhere
but in level two ive redecorated
the trashy little farm house
int a maze of the mansion
and that dream is mine!
i get a cursed object
and these objects
go to a world
and in this world i play in
with my birthday presents i nevr got to know
this is my world
a weird world
a different place
a place they call home
how old am i you ask
how many birthdays have i had?
how many objects are among you in this place?
cursed differently?
and what exactly is metaphysical chess?
you are a world i cannot be in
you are a world where all these gifts given to me
will do me harm
they are your wishes and dreams
they are your prayers answered
buit when i hold them my nightmares come true
welcome to my nightmare
and where is my time machine
oh another joke im just not telling
the gods wanted something they couldn't afford
and im in this place you call home
and its a world where the reality of these cursed objects
you know about
will harm me
but bless you
but i'm curious
and want to touch everything
why can't i play with my own birthday presents?
and that looks like my favorite toy over there!!!!!
and there is whisper that the gods wanted something
they couldn't afford
only to find when i slid to this place
they all call home
among all of my cursed objects
you answered prayers
and my supposed life blowing up in my face
slide them away
keep them away from me
but i'm soo curious
i don't believe you
you arew the cursed world
full of cursed objects
with anhgels trying to keep them away from me
and have me never catch on
and now i know
I'm home
I'm home
i wonder what the gods want to purchase that they can't afford?
will these miracles
umm i mean cursed objects move from hand to hand?
will these ultimatums
that i hold that blow up in my face
be anyones saving grace?
and what do the gods want to buy
what can't they afford?
Where are my marbles?
do the dice really control my life
and inside the chakras of this centerpiece ring
my mood of tigers eyes can be predicted of tomorrows events
to inspire poets and arts of emotional vampirre wars to weard off love spells
oh lovely mood ring
i just picture the gods at my shop
one of them who just walked down the streets of gold
walking into one odf my stores
purchasing something on credit
with a word
and the deal was made!
and this object
getting the best of us all
she took as she walked up or down that parrallel universe
thinking knowing she had just been to heaven
and with this gem
and the other item she had unknowingly stolen
and the object that fell into her pocket....but how
she walked up the stairway
she came down with three objects
one she bought on credit
and a word and a deal
one she s not sure she got
maybe stolen
or is she being blackmailed
and then forever the world and the fairytale unfolds
and forever the winds whisper to the animals
of an object to crave
and nothing has ever been the same
and the winds blow
as they mirror instincts of survival
and mother nature treats us like the animals we think we are indifferent from
what did the gods try to purchse
but have yet to pay for?
whats in their pockets
and fingers
or in their treasure chests and dreams
who sold them what when and where of realities and when?
who can say?
and the winds continue to blow
and the shapes change
and somewhere the truth unfolds in the minds of the rational
and enlightened creativity of purity metaphors
I'm home
in a house in the middle of nowhere
but in level two ive redecorated
the trashy little farm house
int a maze of the mansion
and that dream is mine!
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