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You think you're fantastic?
I'm Mr. Fantastic
My raps will wrap around you like elastic
Massive and classic
You're just a little man who thinks speed
Is the answer
It's a cancer
To the entire industry
Can't you see
You're tiny rhymes mean nothing to me
They'll talk about my mystical rhythms
They won't be forming a schism
About what I am givin'em
And the messages within'em.
Oh, stop patting yourself on the back
Despite what you think, you are not the master of rap
Your mind has gone so far
Away from reality
You keep falling away from me
What's wrong? You cannot get back up?
Because of your numerous slip-ups?
What's the matter? Cornered?
Cat got your tongue?
Terrified, because you can't get up and run?
No, because I'm not intimidated by your rhymes
All the time I'm fine, it seems I keep blowing your mind
You can't comprehend that I'm more sane than you are
MundaneEverything appears to be normal. There's nothing out of place and there are only ordinary problems to deal with. You live a long and prosperous life and you believe you've given your children a future worth living in, or so you think.
We are caught in an infinite time loop. We don't know because we are programmed to have anterograde amnesia every time the clock strikes midnight (Greenwich time).
We have also been programmed to sense things that aren't really there, such as the bed I am lying on. That bed exists only in our collective mind. We wouldn't be able to handle the truth anyway, since this "earth" is actually just flat, solid rock with all of us wandering around acting like schizophrenics and senile people.
Then where does our food come from you ask? He gives it to us. He also gives us memories to make us believe that we actually lived lives and we end up fooling ourselves into thinking exactly that. He also changes us physically slightly every night to complete the delusi
Fanciful SpoonsThere was a family that had gone on a road trip in the Rocky Mountains and they were in a rush to get to a hotel before it closed for the night. Driving on a road perilously perched on the canyon wall, the parents argued about how much this was costing them with the father scolding the mother for acting juvenile for not wanting to go which is why he was driving.
The father had told her that she was nothing more than a bitter, old, penny pincher and that she was not going to drag him down to her level. She replied that she didn't care what he thought and that the only reason she even went on this trip in the first place was the promise of some proper family time. She vocalized her opinion that this was a massive waste of time and energy and she wanted to turn back, the father refused.
This argument went on like this for a while with the son & daughter being told to be quiet every time they tried to say something. Twice she tried to take control of the car and turn it around nearly t
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