Stargazing (Orion’s belt).

Maybe there is a solar system.

Maybe there are other galaxies.

Anyone who could shed some light?

I want to know  if I could experience the Milky Way.

Could I lucid dream about that?

I see blackness everywhere whenever I attempt to imagine about these possibilities. Does it mean they are unattainable? Or maybe I just don’t know where to start.

I’m bothered by my curiosity - I’ve killed many cats.

An inquisitive mind is a healthy mind they say.

What’s the point though?

What difference does it serve?

I’ve been told my only significance as a sapient is to reproduce.

How true is this? If so, why do we have to keep the species on-going?

There’s so many loops... 

I feel delusional visuals

Guidance element.

Prioritisation will set a lot of things into perspective.

FIXation

It’s quite odd that we hardly talk about time and time value. Lately I have been thinking about time and attempting to gain more perspective (subjectively and objectively) on the concept. I took “time” off from everything I would usually do on a regular day just to think about time and what it means to me. This thought is inspired by a song titled “u played yourself” by Nasty c - the  skit at the end of the song in particular.

“This is a side message to address what may upset the small group of people who haven't come to terms with their reality. People in denial of a truth that could set them free. What Mr. Ivyson is saying is, take all this so-called love that you had devoted in a stranger, and invest it equally between what you see when you imagine your greatest self and what you see when you look in the mirror. And he 100% guarantees you, you will find gold. But don't forget: you still played yourself. Strings and Bling”

I’ve always known that time is valuable. Time can be viewed as a commodity - it has economic/monetary value. After a very intense pondering session I realized we all have time but no one knows their exact amount. Time can either be invested or spent just like money. In fact, time has a lot of similarities with money. Every action that we take in life is funded and endorsed by time. How does one know when one has made a bad investment?

The purpose of an investment is to receive a benefit/profit from endowing a someone or something with a quantity. Relations are investments - we put in time and effort into relationships to benefit. We all want encounters and interactions that are friutful to us. The reality of dating relations is that there will be more than one person investing time and effort to a particular person. Everyone has a number of people investing or willing to invest time and effort toward them. In essence, we all have options; we are an option to someone but no one wants to be an option. A liability we all unintentionally volunteer for.

With all the possibilities of finding gold within oneself in consideration, it will all mean nothing if I don’t have someone to share the glory with - that thought gives the possibility of becoming a casualty significance. “All is fair in love and war.”

I feel delusional.

The world is too shallow but 

It has you drowning in the deep end

Society keeps dragging you down like an anchor 

There’s so much irony in that...

Let me iron the wrinkles out.

Stay afloat, stay float.

Don’t let the water on board.

Ride your own wave to shore.

Be sure, with who you are and what you stand for.

Rock your everlasting tide.

Don’t hide.

Life is a rollercoaster ride enjoy the amusement park.

Rosa Park your way through life.

The world is too shallow but 

It has you drowning in the deep end

The masses (hounds of society) are programmed to devour and ridicule individualism.

The remains are swept under the carpet.

“It’s a clean sweep”, society is winning by a landslide. The bleats are driving me insane.

I probably sound insane.

How was I immune from the sy-stem?

It feels like burden, I feel detached from the roots.

I branched out involuntarily.

This is advice from a defect: Individualism is your lifeguard.

Illusions of the entertainment industry by Black Onyx

You look at me and tell me that I'm beautiful
Flattered
I want to say the same but the filters confuse me
You've concealed your melanin
You've contoured your origin
You've 'fleeked' your perfection
Baby girl, you've stuck it on your lip.

You're adored for making moves
I'm inspired by that.
You tell me to believe in myself, stay true, know myself
I'm conflicted by the two faced specimen
Preaching self worth and resilience to the trend
Twerking to the lyrics that you say are forbidden.

We were warned from afar
The responsibility of power
How do you sleep at night
Knowing the next generation will be misled by your aura?

Lights, camera, action
I'm the one that's cued to make sure it happens
'Look Natural, act happy'
After 7 scenes of rehearsing.
You see the final picture and you're amazed
Not taking into consideration the deceit.
You watch them as they do as they please
They justify and exceptions arise because they are part of the species.
You live life thinking it's the epitome
You forget that without all of that...
'What definition do I have of me?'

We are engulfed by the society
That lacks emotional attachment.
We are being taught to seek refuge in a temporary illusion that not only encourages acceptance from society, but detaches us from offering our greater selves to the world.
We find comfort in statements that are driven by lust.
The impression received changes from motivation to must.
Souls left undernourished
Pussies left punished
'Only God can judge me'
Consolidation from a guilty conscious.

They call me Slay Queen.

A lot of people want to be my friend.
A lot of people love what I say.
And even plenty more love my fashion sense
and picture aesthetic.

Blue birds chirp in the background
when I walk.
Sometimes their chirps are out of tune
- I just filter all that out.
Everything is better with a filter.

An aerial shot of my hash
leaves them longing to tag along.
I’ve got the winners circle golden ticket.
To be eligible you must  be willing to
spend (someone’s) money every weekend
and look well off.

I take pictures of whatever I’m doing for my feed.
To be honest, some things I’ll do just so I can post  about it.

People like me don’t stand in queues
 - white lines are all we know.