Just a Sock

Im not locked In a godless this clock The feeling of being lost wandered off Perfect sphere of equality shining through the filter of feelings Thought talk and dreams Wind mountain tops and trees Shadow puppets cut from cloth Like a dry crusty rock Purify in the river Die in the mirror My truth to preach is that I have no truth to preach VR headset Identifying the moveless seat Position as a frictionless link in the chain for the cascade Anyone that could relate probably wouldn't even listen in the first place My thought created state Mirrored thinking about my thought created state As real as it is fake Space I don't fabricate I just thought I did Were the cross eye vision split Rap is rapping Actions happen I show up as a mapping apparatus Slash cat fish Depending on how looks at To compare and contrast with As real as imagined The cookie jar is in a non-temporal realm Witch tangles temptation with a gradient that's never found Some feel obnoxious others feels nauseous We all still bath in the faze were the paradox kiss I mean sooner our later it's the infinite creator Mayhem everywhere I look on the map There is no escape or trap I thought of everything and a half I'm rapping as a rhyme of originals spirit Endearingly kind but confined by the climate of clearance A slight interference Was seeing the infinity web and thinking like why should I even steer it Independent infinite twist to the abyss Which isn't a abyss when in the midst of it It's no thing Forms obligation is emptiness Things know Emptiness is obligation is creation Every duality comes around regardless of duration So there is no separation Interpenetration Universal sensation demonstrating its basin There's no one meditating There's no one meditation It's just a sock