the moment one gives close attention to anything even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious awesome indescribably magnificent world in itself. -henry miller

life is perspective, scale subjective/
its all about how u see hear feel and when u felt it/
some people say its facts or the racks that get u wealthy/
so its racks on facts on racks put facts on wax until they meltin/
an now we drowned in info, and unless the kids is sheltered/
they all ADD an nympho an their minds is helter skelter/
welter weight goin for that belt of the most important human/
champion of that ego we go so far but aint movin/
can i get my own tv show? so you can see wat im doin/
an im doin anything that i can in the ring no holds barred i aint losin/
unless i am, than we all are, damn, see the cop car?/
dont worry any press is good press sacrifice yoself at that alter/
and dont falter and dont think dont learn and dont progress/
dont question all the things that you are told you must possess/
im sorry i digress, let me zoom back into micro/
when you live in the public microscope you change like brother michael/
all our idols either die or they live to fall from grace/
its all about inner peace, thats wats outside outerspace/
once the lenses get too big, its back again to small/
call it I and WE or the GOD in ME or call it spring to fall/
its all seasons and change, time is just a ripple/
the observer, the observed, we are both and thats the riddle/
im talkin fish in the ocean and bird up in the sky/
its a different existence but to swim is to fly/
and if u lived on the sea floor, man don't u think ud see more/
but mans creating monsters in each other like we're igor/
whos dr frankenstein? is it you or is it I?/
is god some fucked up scientist whos hypothesis went awry?/
and i want to cry and break my bonds, jump out these petri dishes/
im tired of being reincarnated to learn a lesson/
im tired faded and stressin, wired jaded and guessin/
mired down in depression the cures in my possession/
the solutions nutrition, not your beautician/
teach yourself your value and forgo that tuition/
exercise and stretchin, divine intervention/
and youre divine so love yourself until you come to fruition/
and i am just a man, better yet a musician/
so i do wat i can with the tool in my hand its a mic so wat is missin?/
you. my audience, let me adjust our ambience/
soundman turn the lights down low and turn me up in my monitors/
woo, im kinda nervous but the efforts wat its good for/
and as it stand wat you find depends on wat you look towards/