Nothing, not in theory
I believe I believe nothing
What do I believe?
Information is key
Why?
I believe information makes me free
Ignorance isn't bliss,
it's a void not an abyss
I believe
I am naive
A stream of mundane extremes
Present of property
I miss misery
What do I believe when no one is around?
Not much different
just trimmed around the edges
Try not to go overhead
unsmooth hedges
Wrinkled shirt ironed stuff
It'll unwind in the water of mental abyss
Just a last thing cosmically adrift
Not a mess
Not all there
Controlled chaos
Control is an illusion
Egotistical allusion
Too often wants to play god and guardian
Why do I believe?
I prefer not to
Ideas are more concrete
despite being anything but
that's why I think
not believe.
Or so I believe, or think... What's the difference?
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