Existential Roulette
By Indi Riverflow | March 26, 2014
Running real-world simulations
Of quasi-conscious creations
In disorganized formations
Forecast calls for unreasonably
High degrees of unpredictability
Unfounded rumors of plausibility
With a chance of partial absurdity
{Chorus}
I can’t lose this wager
Cause I’m not in it to win it
I’m an odd sort of player
I’m only in it to spin it
I’m betting on wild speculation
A rapid decline in inflation
The permanence of transition
Constantly shifting positions
The paradox of any paradigm
Is there’s no way to not waste time
In a world so well past its prime
Running out of beanstalks to climb
{Chorus}
I’ve been studying contradictions
With utterly detached devotion
I’ve come to the obvious conclusion
That truth is just a form of confusion
I’ll bet I was born in plenty of debt
Ante bound to be perpetually unmet
But that has never stopped me yet
At the wheel of existential Roulette
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