If time were relative

Hear me
And if close my mind in fear
Please pry it open
See me
And if my face becomes sincere
Beware
Hold me
And when I start to come undone
Stitch me together
Save me
And when you see me strut
Remind me of what left this outlaw torn

You kinda DO make me smash the clock AND feel,

but I don't know if I'd rather die behind the wheel.



If I don't, I'd probably live to see the day things fall apart, not because of a loss of any sort of connection, but, forces beyond control.
The future is so uncertain, if I do die behind the wheel, I'd die the happiest man in the whole wide damned world. I'd die the best sort of death, but leave a shit hole of a life for everyone else to live.

So I guess I don't want to die behind the wheel. I want to die a stupid, insignificant death. And if I ever do something that would lead to certain death, all I can say is that all death is certain.

Being away sucks. And at present, I'm away.

I don't like looking too far back. But if it gives me that ounce of comfort, then it's worth a look. And if the future can only spell bad things, then maybe it's time to live a goddamned fantasy.

Fuck it. I like today. I like pretending I know what's going on, when, in truth, the world spins in ways I can't even imagine. I see all the colours of the rainbow and can only pretend to know that there's a good way for things to end.

Some people give too much to me. And that makes me a little sick, and makes me one to give back. I don't believe in philosophy. Don't make that mistake, for philosophers don't look for truth, instead they look for justification of their own beliefs.

I'd like to think I can be different. I'd like to be the one person without ambition. Because to have an ambition is to give up any chance of greatness in any other field than just the one that ambition has driven me to.


All I've said can only make sense to two kinds of people: one with more alcohol than blood in his veins. Or a person who'd understand a person with more alcohol than blood in his veins.

Until the day that never comes.

Heck, maybe I'll just blog tomorrow.