gaunt ravine
Sit and follow hollow simple instructions, raise a paw-
I mean hand to show you are questioning,
tilt your head at a cute angle, and find out Y:Your = M:Mind X:Unknown + B = Bind.. You are confined to mathematical prowess.. S = Slope…
PEMDAS only teaches you to live in parenthesis and find out your next opponent, your mind-
I mean multiplication is an addition to what's been subtracted from..
Y= You… But give a dog a B = Bone..
Not saying math is a bad thing,
But where's the creativity?
You sloped to a systematic instead of somatic point of view,
eve-ry -bo-dy moves differently..
They say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks,
I say watch this youthful mind show you new paradigms,
not a pair of dimes,
because your ten cents has nothing on these tendons..
I am a DOG (Disciple of God) a Son of God,
I carry my own synagogue and not being creative is to me what a sin to God would be..
I am a MUTT..
Moving through moon phases,
utterly uniting,
talking T.U.F.F and words you can feel tangible to the tastebuds,
tweaking the tainted mind’s tantrums..
It may be the moon’s philosophy that I move in..
This algorithm can’t be confined to algebra…
Cannot be confined to geometric co-signs..
Bind the unknown,
so that the variable shows your mind you will find you are a MUTT too,
but we will bark and bite at the orders..
Now I must rise instead of run..
Oops I spoke without raising my hand..
native bay
candid grove