My life has become such a boring event
I sleep under the stars without even a tent
My life seems like one thing after another
Where everyone I meet is my sister or my brother

Reality is one of the things I am interested in
When I think about it my head starts to spin
Then I take a nap and collect all my thoughts
And sort them into categories of various sorts

At death, who knows where your spirit may go
It may depend much on the seeds you now sow
Or the sticks and stones and insults you throw
Already your thoughts are beginning to slow

I shout out words and they make no sense
Because my mind dwells in some future tense
If you like to think that I am insane
Take another look at your own brain

Human beings are formed by unknown forces
Chinese people seem to love their sauces
I spend all my dollars down at the shops
Where even the slowest penny eventually drops

My life has been ruined by microscopic dust
I wonder if there's a soul on earth I can trust
My thoughts are so feeble and really pathetic
The skin on my face looks awfully synthetic

I'm only kidding about those last four lines
A cosmic prankster who is unafraid of fines
You might think it strange or somewhat askew
That I even bother to say these things to you

I should be locked away from the rest of humanity
So that i can explore the boundaries of my sanity
My life has been miniaturised by the Australian government
The federal employees know just where the money went

I was so busy working for the people
Inside the church and it's golden steeple
Oliver sudden I fell to the ground
Upon hearing a single and most sacred sound

I was lost and have now been found
Inside my very own burial mound
I was born in the middle of my own internal nightmare
However it appears, life is never unfair

People always ask me if I have lost my mind
I thank themfor their concern and I know they will find
The golden shape of tiny robots dancing
Whistling and chanting can be life enhancing

I want to live in a world
Where everyone understands their own directions
And illness is always cured
Without any need for painful injections

I bet you won't live in the shade too much longer
As all of your muscles and tissues grow stronger
A bone in the hand is worth two in the corner
There must be a reason why the winters are warmer

Some men and women can glow in the dark
While looking for a nice place to park
In their individual minds there are many avenues
So they go into the newsagent to buy some new shoes

Our technology has advanced in huge leaps and bounds
We now have plastic discs which play our favourite sounds
Yet our understanding of our selves remains laughingly primitive
How often do we sit and wonder about the universe in which we live

Most people have barely a clue about their true identity
You are infinitely more thatn you believe yourself to be
This poem will be continued inside your head
Think of it when snug and curled up in your bed

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People tell me that I'm crazy
They say that I'm insane
I send them all a dollar
So they may ride the train

Education

By our example
We show children
Who to love
Who to hate
And the result
I gotta say
It aint great