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The black clouds rumble over my head
as the sunny day became dark with despair
that’s how I felt at least
Everything good That happened meant nothing

It felt, like pain, that I always felt
and the sadness of never having what I wish for
Want = desire for something that doesn’t help you survive
Need = things you need to survive

My survival depends on my mentality.
My wants and Need crash and fight, and becomes a
mold of collaboration of illusions that feeds
on my desires...to the point where

  "Life is greatest gift"
becomes
  " The Dead would accept me more."

The depression, if you willing to see that as
Has no more meaning then a religious man searching
for the answer to the universe. Allah. Buddha. Christ.
They mean nothing to a person if he is unwilling to live

The pressure to the head, is like a child using a fork for
the first time
He jabs lightly, then harder, then forces it like a weapon
until his intention is complete.
My head is bloated with thoughts that fills my head till pressure
is on pressure, and the pressure becomes pain

It hurts. it hurts so much. That’s me for thinking of "What IF"
instead of "What Is". The present is more current then the future
Its more precise. The accuracy isn’t off. its on the mark.

Politics Fight each other more then stray dogs fighting for survival
Promise with a better future to draw people in, and violence to
chew them and spit them out
At least a homeless man will beg for his addiction, when leaders denie
to keep their jobs

The right to take a life is no ones
Eye for an eye, Tooth for a tooth, but what if
they suffer to the point they wish they were blind?
What if they suffer to where the only fight is for a breath?

Being the last one to go. The only one to go. Nowhere to go
What if the only road to the future is back to the past
And the past is the only thing that is holding you back?
What would you do then when being lost is the only past, present,
and future you have?

What future we have when we destroy and build, and refuse to think
Where will life spring up from when a black top covers it?
What do any of us have, when we dont think
What is the meaning, when everything we do is meaningless....

and all it leads to is a circle of pain, retaliation, despair, self interest.
the answer to life, to the universe, will never be found
The only thing that seems to have the meaning that people will follow
is 42.

42 is the meaning. Dont think. React. Respond. Grow. And rebuild what you destroy. Or what you destroy will come back, to take  what have been taken from them. A breath.

Description
The black clouds rumble over my head
as the sunny day became dark with despair
that’s how I felt at least
Everything good That happened meant nothing

It felt, like pain, that I always felt
and the sadness of never having what I wish for
Want = desire for something that doesn’t help you survive
Need = things you need to survive

My survival depends on my mentality.
My wants and Need crash and fight, and becomes a
mold of collaboration of illusions that feeds
on my desires...to the point where

  "Life is greatest gift"
becomes
  " The Dead would accept me more."

The depression, if you willing to see that as
Has no more meaning then a religious man searching
for the answer to the universe. Allah. Buddha. Christ.
They mean nothing to a person if he is unwilling to live

The pressure to the head, is like a child using a fork for
the first time
He jabs lightly, then harder, then forces it like a weapon
until his intention is complete.
My head is bloated with thoughts that fills my head till pressure
is on pressure, and the pressure becomes pain

It hurts. it hurts so much. That’s me for thinking of "What IF"
instead of "What Is". The present is more current then the future
Its more precise. The accuracy isn’t off. its on the mark.

Politics Fight each other more then stray dogs fighting for survival
Promise with a better future to draw people in, and violence to
chew them and spit them out
At least a homeless man will beg for his addiction, when leaders denie
to keep their jobs

The right to take a life is no ones
Eye for an eye, Tooth for a tooth, but what if
they suffer to the point they wish they were blind?
What if they suffer to where the only fight is for a breath?

Being the last one to go. The only one to go. Nowhere to go
What if the only road to the future is back to the past
And the past is the only thing that is holding you back?
What would you do then when being lost is the only past, present,
and future you have?

What future we have when we destroy and build, and refuse to think
Where will life spring up from when a black top covers it?
What do any of us have, when we dont think
What is the meaning, when everything we do is meaningless....

and all it leads to is a circle of pain, retaliation, despair, self interest.
the answer to life, to the universe, will never be found
The only thing that seems to have the meaning that people will follow
is 42.

42 is the meaning. Dont think. React. Respond. Grow. And rebuild what you destroy. Or what you destroy will come back, to take  what have been taken from them. A breath.