BBS Award Thoughts Of Life
Cordyceps, the laborious vet, made this morning my most glorious yet.
The BBS awards? No reason to hate it, when I just made it: I'm nominated!
I guess it's soon time to start the Flash, before that due time the votes amass,
They go for all types, they go in fast, they go and go and the show must last.
And then I realized the Flash was maybe, not mine to make, it's complicated,
I took for granted it was on rail, still awesome yay, but thoughts derail...
Where was I going? What purpose serves this? Is this twist but purpose service?
A learning purpose, re-purposed surplus, and that's when I discovered sermons.
I became Christian, my life to God, then realized all religion's flawed,
I took the books and threw them down, my hope for future's ruined now,
But maybe that's the last I see, this throwing books: it's blasphemy?
Can't I just live like cats in peace, all rapids seize, sit back and breath.
What is life now, what is love? What's down below what's above?
What is my place here and will I find it, will I just keep searching blindly?
Roaming the world without a place, finding faith in Cyberspace,
Trying to my trials escape, batter my mind and make a cake!
Longing for purpose meaning and will, in the face of time even eons are still,
Longing for dunes in the sands of time, I get ingrained in my slanted rhyme,
Longing for something far from Hades, maybe I'll reach it as nominated,
And all this started with Cordyceps, for life and all, the stage is set.
Wrote this incredibly crappy poem too, first, too crappy: