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agnosticism ii

by (the)imperfectionist

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1.
i need to find my way out now there’s just this path laden with traps and snares, bears and, bees i’m waiting on the star to guide me home this is not my beautiful house you aren’t my beautiful wife this is a story i told myself to keep me warm at night there isn’t you and me there’s only us and now it’s codependence i’m stealing all the songs i’ve ever learned to make something new and i am stealing your heart to find my own Truth it’s unfair to you i wish i could make you whole but i’m not the savior you need the Savior you deserve will make you, safe i’m just rejected like, a stumbling block of failure on your way you’ll make it out you’ll be oh, okay
2.
inertia 05:58
sir issac newton smashing into albert einstein at a thousand-thousand times the speed of light i don’t know my times, times tables and the face of the clock keeps melting on the floor don't ask me don’t ask me how the seasons change i am not smart then the fire came and burnt down the forest uh-uh-uh-uh-upwind i, i, i, i, i don’t think i could be a father I don’t know, how i could be co-Creator but i have some notes for the manufacturer of our "designed” planet i don’t think there’s an emphasis enough on the art just a bunch of Goddam meaningless shapes pythagoras would look at us and be dismayed what a gross example of a rectangle i’m surrounded on all sides by useless people not in control of their bodies or impulses i don’t know why these meat towers demand control of everyone just let me bake in the sun i used to do what i want then i turned six and went to school i’ve been ruled by institutions, economics ever since there’s only anxious people worried about how they’ll die maybe their consciousness was a mistake but now it’s here we must reconcile our desires what have, with what has, with water that’s been set in motion motion i thought i could heal you with one long-ass song the obvious thing the obvious rhyme is… i was wrong
3.
my guitar’s outta tune and so so is my life you don’t have to hold my hand just don’t cause me strife ooh, ooh, ooh i don’t know what sounds i’ll make just don’t take, take, take mm, don’t be God to me ooh, don’t let me see all of you that there is to see i’ve been selfish i’ve been a child didn’t take your feelings as serious as mine now there’s a price to pay and i’ve been servin’ my sentence with good behavior and i thought you could appreciate that but you’re still angry and funny enough i resent that i been waiting on Time to heal your wound you been cheated on abandoned broken up i’m still waiting on Time to heal your wounds and i’m still waiting on someone to walk into my bedroom
4.
i don’t know what to do, i’m broken, i’m fucked up in my arms and legs and arms and legs and i cannot stand, i’m waiting on your sister to leave so i can devastate your heart i am dangerous like a teenager don’t trust me, i will let you down i’ll let you down i had a dream about you do you wanna hear? it was beautiful and profane just like me just like you or my projection of my projection o-uh-uh-uh-of you ohh, what’s the deal with, what’s the deal with what’s the deal with Love? i don’t know how to deal with, i don’t know what’s the deal just tell me the deal, i’ll make it the real deal my man, make it the real deal and i am waiting on a sign from God to let me say what i feel it’s selfish i know, it’s selfish but i wanna be True—for the first Time i wanted to ease my mind when i texted you “can we talk again?” don’t be a stranger, don’t be a stranger, don’t just be a fucking stranger i met through who’s no longer a friend let’s be friends not enemies i said you don’t want that well fuck you jus’ kidding but kind of though no sympathy for the devil who says Love is a choice not blind devotion when this song was about a sexy danger it was shorter but now i’m OH-OH-OLDER-ER-ER-ER-ER-ER-ER i don’t know who this song is to or for or for or for it’s for me maybe i don’t know, i’m lost in the dark, I’m lost in my lonely be-ee-ee-edroom i know it’s just three chords but i like you i like you, don’t be a stranger, be my friend, be something more i don’t know i don’t know i don’t know you i guess but i know myself i know what i want i want to talk talk to me talk to me, talk to me talk to me, talk to me talk to me, talk to me talk ...jus’ talk back...
5.
fallout 05:15
shadows fall like raindrops on my parade this power is turning back to the grave my friend died today few years back his body and brains loss, loss, loss, decay there’s only the moment there’s nothing left there’s jus' this empty empty empty empty body i need a Savior who can resurrect the dead resurrect the dead i don’t need a magician who can do Miracles when no one’s watching no one’s watching i want my friend to live again or be Somewhere Else now i’m writing alone when i could be in Heaven too don’t put your treasure up in sights unseen it’s all a dream it doesn’t make sense there’s no logic to this world it’s all beautiful nonsense i can’t get out of my head when i think about hayden or harris i feel bad but then i look in the mirror and i see that old familiar face looking back at me i still like to go online look at your profile it’s all consciousness and you never really die as long as someone keeps the memories of you alive oh i hold you in my hold you in my hold you in mind
6.
i’m jus' gonna let it breathe i don’t wanna be the source of pain i’m jus' gonna let you be bereaved i don’t wanna be the source of your, negative feelings but here i am ready to make a stand for my own health, sanity and life i jus' wanna be Perfect finally i jus' wanna find Peace i didn’t do it in another’s arms i didn’t do dishonest things, i just caused harm i’m fallible you will recall i am weak and human after all i just want to not cry when i think of all the Love we had i wish you had wrote me back i wish you hadn’t thought we’d find a path to get back on track i wish you hadn’t let go completely i wish we could talk it out, you could help me do some healing i wish i could let go of these memories i cannot fit them into a coherent narrative and i wish i could not see your floating head i wish i could not struggle to sleep, sometimes i wish i, were... but then the rational part of my brain says i have much too much life to freely live left to live, left to live, i left to live
7.
Perfect ex 03:46
i practiced somethin' new i gave it my all i wanted to show you but you can’t hear me at all there’s this picture of you i see in my phone i’m waiting to know if i did you right or wrong i think i know the answer but reply my girl don’t leave me high & dry let me hear the Truth we never made music was i bad teacher? was i like my dad? was i something evil, crooked, bad? i wanna be your Perfect ex scott pilgrim four-and-one-half but i’ll be the guy who you tell your next about and laugh and laugh
8.
i’ll build the house right before your eyes so you can see it’s built on sand you told me to put no God before you you were Everything to me don’t you see that the cornerstone is now the rejected stone? and you groan like rocks screaming your own praises you are not here, not in the dark, not in the light your domain has shrunk past nature, politics, government and all that remains is pride, jealousy you used to control the laws we make now the ones who worship you decapitate, americans or wage Holy wars against activists opening fire on unarmed protests or wear their white hoods and, procreate to form a master race of a "legitimate" people claiming their fathers are the ones who founded this land made thirteen-point-eight… it’s all fucked up you don’t understand i’m a broken man used to believe in Divine plans now there’s only man he makes the object of worship out of his own hands oh Lovely oh Lover won’t you see what you’ve done to me? i held no other Gods before you you were Everything Universe-Creator, Lover, interceder, you lived in my heart now i die without your Spirit i’m still waiting on the Savior who can resurrect the dead but it’s all dissonance, cognitive who hurt you proud, jealous being who has preferences how i live my life? your domain’s not over nature, just romance and now i call you family i invited you in my home, my temple, my body like you have been cheated on i’ve been jilted by an absent God and i feel like i could do better than what i had i’ve been wronged i’ll do right by my own Testament Torah and my Quran i don’t need your indirect words your metaphors i have my experience; and i’ll find a way to get back to you back to these Holy words these Scriptures i must burn; but for now i must go down to the river to pray to a God i don’t know exists while i’m in this much pain i learned to meditate and just live, quiet but i can’t get off these long songs i channel my Divine Spirit no disconnect between heart, brain, body straight from my heart straight from my mouth i speak not representing a little version of Christ unseen now it’s just me i still Love you, my God & Goddess natalie
9.
chest cavity 03:58
i’m still listening to sad songs but now i hear them i used to be happy because someone else was in the room but now i’m all alone for real now not just missin’ you and i wanna know “do you think of me too?” ease my selfish conscience erase my memories oh God of Time let me go back to where i could just be happy i don’t wanna be a man who’s busy holding on his chest i don’t want to have this solar plexus open and letting light in ye-eh-et eh-et eh-et so let me jus’ be sad let me just go let me go away let me go away i’m workin’ it out hadn’t had sleep in a minute i’m working it out deal with the devil working it out
10.
i’ve been so perplexed, angular, and undressed waiting on an answer so won’t you show me your naked body stranger? i been lookin’ out for someone new and there’s only this murderous feeling rattling in my ribcage if i could kill what i was if i could kill what was there if i could be something new maybe i could forget you maybe i could forgive you so i’ve been unlikable lately as an experiment oh honey you’re not so sweet like you were yeah i’m a monster i like to face horror, duality, duality duality do me do me soft and sweet stranger now i’ve been lonely and ungrateful unfaithful with my unsafe feelings i’ve been emotionally cheating i’ve been confused, angular, and abusive, and abused
11.
gone girl 05:18
you don’t know what you have until it’s gone take off your mask hold it in front i don’t know where to go what i wanted i just hold on don’t be far from me now i just need to take some Time to freak out i need someone new to talk through i just need someone new to project onto i think that could be yo-ooh-ou all i have is you all i have to talk to i made a mess i wrecked my car i been getting drunk and high to blow off steam there’s just so many things wrong i been lookin’ out for number one i been tryin' out wasted rhymes i’ve been wasting everyone’s Time i’m lookin’ to get back to where i was i wasted her Time well you wasted mine i’m not here at all i’m not ready to give up i’m just waiting on the clock to tell me it’s Time to give up
12.
rumor is i had sex with priscilla rumor is that i’m a dick and i told my friends that i’d see them in hell i am repeating old patterns built into the palm of my hand don’t be mad i am jus’ ready to grow oh-oh-older without you i've been burned by unsafe people middle schoolers and now i am realizing everyone is my peer and i have no authorities to fear i am waiting i am waiting to find my place in history i am waiting on my place to reveal itself to me
13.
maximalism 05:26
back to what’s familiar i ran i fell back into my Lover’s arms i found a woman to Love i found a light source i could be proud of and now i’m angry and confused there’s no sense to be made in this crooked planet, pathetic dirt-ridden world i thought you were the light i thought you could be mine i thought this could be Perfect i thought you said we could talk it all through but there’s jus' somethin' wrong with you. now i found out you were untrue, untrue i found out i lied to you and now we dance with our projections in our Platonic cave i’m waiting on a sign to tell me you’re okay toxic memories come to me in my dreams i thought i’d be okay that i’d make something great i felt in my wrong head i’d end up dead before the age of twenty-five there’s just this map i’ve made and you should tell me if you think it’s alright i wrote it out i wrote it down i wrote it all away you felt it, i saw the news wash over your face don’t be mad, just write me back, write me back and say you’re okay write me back, write me back, promise me you’re okay i’m stuck in a loop i. can’t. break.
14.
sometime i’ll do the work and be less critical but right now Everything feels out of tune out of wack wack at best i’ve been lookin’ for a companion been lookin’ for meaningless unimportant sexual encounters ooh, ooh don’t look at me like that i’m not that kind of girl i’m not here to reduce you to just a pretty body but i am here to explore my own identity don’t resent me i couldn’t handle that oh my masculine fragility i’m crying into a microphone for crying out loud i’ve gamified my attraction to women i’ve commodified these pleasant human interactions, transactions oh don’t resent me please i jus' wanna look into your eyes and see some light i just need someone when comes the sunrise i jus' need a hand to hold sometimes when all Everything outside comes to overwhelm will you be there, you be there, you’ll be there, who are you? how will i find you? seek me out just another face in the crowd

about

hello. my name is adam and

i’m a thief. i took these songs from an old book written by a man with a fake-sounding name like “john lakeman” who wrote autobiographical folk songs with fast, expansive lyrics about real events in his life. i threw it away, but not before inspiration took hold, and in my imagining of his life, he was me.

so i wrote this new book of psalms for the biography-less masses, for the unexamined life, for the mute, as written by a mute, unfamous, impish imperfectionist. may it breath God into you, the way an old songbook did me. may your days be Forever and each flawless moment an Eternity for you to live in, like your own little bubble. may these songs cool your heart. may i see you and may all the dirty projections be washed away. may your Truths become my Truths and vice a versa. may you look inward and find an Infinite continent to explore. may your insomniac mania profit you much. may your broken heart mend. may your life live. may your knees bend and not break. may you steal from the best. may you change your name to the fifth month of the gregorian calendar when you get married. may you have led the life you wanted in old age. may you know True Love. may you no longer think of yourself unworthy. may you no longer use the word hate to win arguments. may you Love all that is already within you. may you learn to Love all that is. may you follow my social media personas. may you have your own uniform resource locator, and not just a page on someone else’s website.

and may you be at the Peace you so often promote with two fingers, finally at rest after Endlessly working on a double album that is a stream-of-consciousness & completely personal deep dive into your failed long-term long-distance relationship, ceasing your struggle against all your old demons as well as the few new ones gained by being the initiator of a breakup, in utter Bliss after your shouting match with God & wrestling contest with the Angel of the Lord comes to a close and you find Whatever God is to you, contented Unendingly as you fail & fail & fail and read books on failures who eventually failed well and feel like a sucker for buying their book, high on life instead of a sativa that makes you write instead of sleep; may you Altruistically worry about hurting her further by releasing only your side of our story, and not simply be consumed with selfish fear; may your dreams of your ex upset you in a way that stays; may you make your own happiness; may you not feel yourself becoming numb, or desiring sleep without waking; may you find Love's echo returning when you speak into the void, see Heaven looking back when you stare at the abyss, feel the magnificence of Everythingness while you ponder nothingness, and may you marvel at the unfounded meaning of falling asleep alone again at the end of another unshared day; may you not cry while writing your own debut review.

lastly may death be not near you but acceptance be; may you live yet again and find more breaths in your lungs to give purpose; may you find narrative behind the numberless events in your life; may you write your own myth, your own origin story, your own religion; may Time heal all wounds, and age you gently, and give you a Just reward for all your labor, and kiss you softly on the forehead on your final night in this beautiful human experiment, this boundless playground; may you Love and be Loved for your body, your will, your strength, your heart & Everlasting Soul. so let it be.

both sincerely and insincerely,
the right hand of adam
8-11-18, 4:44 before dawn


postscript: if You are reading this, You are God & Goddess to me, and i’m ever-searching for what that means. amen.

postdatedscript: uncover my north star; i cannot find it.

postpostscript: be not afeared that you stole this premise, doing covers of someone else’s album, from "ugly casanova".

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released April 15, 2021

songs improvised & performed by adam(the)imperfectionist
mix by andrew meyer
master by joe reineke of seattle recording studio
cover art by brittney gold

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