im off to earth school learning everyday is never the same thing caught in the dark energy spinning is my head whats wrong with me owning everything succumbs to property follow the line that was spoken from the beginning why does sorry start with an apology sinning out of creativity we are make believe the totality of all things are infinite possibilities the world of lost history buried beneath the seas we can make believe we can make believe what about topography what about topography im the human catalyst analogous as an alien galactic handler of things bringing forth the new born back to the yard four in the ward kick open the galactic door reach for the elastic cord we are static no more liberty as continuity the lesson of a breeze thru a tree exposes that we still breathe parting of the ocean spreading of the sea magical terminology or the symmetry of degree we can make believe we can make believe what about topography what about topography