Poem -

"My Research Is Complete"

"My Research Is Complete"

"For several years,
I have been researching human misery and despair,
without worry for myself,
or a single care.

I slowly brought myself down,
to that lowered state,
to the point where I thought,
rock bottoms were great,
because I believe there is insurmountable beauty in profound sadness,
and unafraid of the repercussions,
I stepped boldly inside the godless mouth of madness,
but now I am crawling my way back up,
and all these emotions and stories are set to erupt.

I wanted to research The Human Condition,
the terrible desperation for betterment,
to amass a hoard.

I delved deep into sheer sadness and hate,
and turned my back on The Lord,
but now I feel I have learned enough,
I'm done with making my life so rough!"

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Nine Eleven

We find comfort in the panic, it distracts us from the persistent daylight that illuminates our unconscious existence.

There is this underlying unexplained mystery deep within the human brain, it drives us insane and misery alleviates this pain.

Keep up the research, maybe one day you will figure out why we are here.

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