Constant questions about conscious, rules established burnt and risked. Better just stay still…

Slip another pill and rewind.

I don’t believe in death future power slick existence, just figure out what reality means be cross but don’t seek vengeance.

Slip another pill and rewind.

Let free the pain and suffering, release the idea of self, break free of the moss’s restrictions. Lay low take another

Slip another pill and rewind.

But he stays in me and in you, his thoughts have long taken root, so rejoice in his being and fable and take nothing more than you should.