I AM A MOTHERFUCKER.
When you read this, you will feel...something.
I've taken the pages of that Book of Says Sos and the scrolls of akashic files
And, I've rolled them into 936 joints.
I am smoking them all right now.
That's not allowed?
Oh. Well, shit, listen...
I simply do not give a fuck.
I won't be the hammer that drives the nails into a waiting coffin.
So I carry only the tools I need to get from one moment to the next.
I can always find them. This has never failed.
(Except for that one chemistry exam freshman year. FFFFFFFFF.)
I refuse your appraisals, anyway.
I pass between these moments like I am flying on a trapeze strung on the stars.
Because I am a motherfucker.
You don't know that trick? Well.
The thing is....
I've never actually tried, but...
...Where is that rope ladder? I'm going up.
I defy death and
I simply give no fucks.
I want to come.
From the friction of 6.022 x 10 ^23 grains of sand passing through this hourglass.
(That's Avogadro's number...)
"Great. She's being dramatic again. Here we go...."
No, actually....It's physics.
Does science make you uncomfortable?
Then we've begun.
I am here to bend, bow, and loop the space-time continuum.
When I leave, it will be on the last breath of a dying constellation that
For a single moment, looked just like me.
I do this so that, when I die, they will say, "The stars were shining."
Because, I am a motherfucker.
So, if you read this
And you do not feel the physics moving the moments of your life and of mine, then stop right now!
This is not for you.
I did not come here to make you comfortable.
I came here with a poem for a new world.
And if you do not like poetry,
I do not give a fuck.