I found this written in my handwriting in the journal i keep by my bed yesterday morning. I know I wrote it but I don’t remember doing so…
there’s a thin thin line between good and evil / trod upon by liars who say all things are equal / pass the hat with one hand while the other steals the change / all the people in line know the truth but still pay / there’s a thin thin line between wrong and right / blurred like division between day and night / morality plays the nation’s obsession / judge not lest we judge your own past transgressions / there’s a thin thin line that we are ignoring / truth and reality are just too boring / so embellish the facts make it prime time tv / make a marketing ploy out of hiv / nothing is sacred nothing is sane / and we’re crossing the line into the oncoming lane / nothing is safe when the world’s lost its mind / crazy or sane it’s a thin thin line
Were you high? I used to write notes to myself when I was high and find them in my pocket the next day. It was one of the things that led me to stop smoking weed, because my sober mind couldn’t figure out what my stoned mind was trying to say. I’m sure that “I don’t know where you go, but you leave” had some profound significance when I was high, but sober I couldn’t make heads or tails of it.
Nope, not high, just asleep (as far as I’m aware)
What is weird is that this makes sense, even to people who are not me (my friend Jay absconds with everything I write that looks like it may be poetry, and he said this was really deep or something, and likened it to a Papa Roach song or something Metallica would have put on the black album)
I have trouble making sense when i’m NOT asleep
Chief Wahoo
You are a very deep thinker. Ever thought of becoming a psychologist? Maybe a politician? Or maybe a pothead? Lemme know your thoughts.