Every poem is composed in composure;
every philosophy, compromised by compromise.

Nothing cannot be
described
out of existence;

It can't be understood
away.

Any sufficiently advanced 24-year-old is indistinguishable from magic.

You are imagining
some big mind
that will vouch for you
and you look up
and it's just us trying
to make sense of it.

"I have the idea of an objective reality which is independent of my belief." (Donald Davidson, "Rational Animals," p. 326)

The reality is that subjective ideality is dependent upon my desire.