A Thousand Points of Tripe
Random patterns
Orbiting constantly
Prisoners of gravity
Can you dig my analogy?
I'm communicating metaphorically
about the human condition
and it's relationship
to Universal laws
when coincidence exceeds
the laws of probability
Or maybe...
I just smoked some bad weed
so my perceptions are clouded
and this flash of insight philosophy
can certainly be doubted
though I rigorously contend
when the fog clears finally
we should be able to find our car keys
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