every man strives to be better
in any way shape or form
and everyone sees even the man who is closest to perfection as flawed in any way shape or form
so mankind created an image of an ideal of what would be perfect
and although this cannot exist with us, due to us always seeing a way to better ourselves,
the ideal image created exists somewhere else and would have to be infinitely perfect in its own nature,
this image is god
god is not a being, not an entity, god does not exist
we were not created by something we’ve created ourselves
this creation being the image or thought of an ideal being
theres no reason for god if one always understands the necessity to better oneself
everyone is beautiful, but the idea of a god comes with the possibility of ugliness
Ice-age heat wave, can`t complain.
If the world`s at large, why should I remain?
Walked away to another plan.
Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.
I move on to another day,
to a whole new town with a whole new way.
Went to the porch to have a thought.
Got to the door and again, I couldn`t stop.
You don`t know where and you don`t know when.
But you still got your words and you got your friends.
Walk along to another day.
Work a little harder, work another way.
Well uh-uh baby I ain`t got no plan.
We`ll float on maybe would you understand?
Gonna float on maybe would you understand?
Well float on maybe would you understand?
The days get shorter and the nights get cold.
I like the autumn but this place is getting old.
I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.
It might not be a lot but I feel like I`m making the most.
The days get longer and the nights smell green.
I guess it`s not surprising but it`s spring and I should leave.
I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
Walked on off to another spot.
I still haven`t gotten anywhere that I want.
Did I want love? Did I need to know?
Why does it always feel like I`m caught in an undertow?
The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
Adding their breeze to the summer nights.
Outside, water like air was great.
I didn`t know what I had that day.
Walk a little farther to another plan.
You said that you did, but you didn`t understand.
is what we want really where we’re going? we dont see it. because we place realism before our dreams. we end up in places we never thought we would because we never thought we’d have to abandon ourselves. everyday another piece of us is lost in the book we dont want to read. in the job we dont want to work. in the relationship we dont care about.
we are machines. its what they make us believe. they tell us we are all the same.