Random streaming of thought in Class, what do you think?

Sitting in my ocean systems lecture at western michigan university got really board and these were the notes i took just a random streaming of rhymes all in block form, just wanted to know what everyone thinks Thanks all


My narrative is imperative, all you do is sit if front of the boob tube and stare at it, i wear baggage of those around my town and frivolously try to teach my lifes lessons but never preach with aggression and , hope no Christians are near to listen to the sound of the queers, judgmental fucks preach your farfetched values and then drive gas eating trucks while you say your feeding those down on their luck, you eat 5 stars dinners with lobster and gourmet duck with sorbet scoops that make your eyes droop from sugar overload go home and blow another early load while your wifes at home croaking for some dick like a toad, you say marriage id beautiful but you eloped, your no different that the hippie hypocrite who pretends to give a shit while he takes a shit and reads teen magazine, and gets his hair dreaded to fit the scene, me i stay home and humble never find me buzzing like bumble, while my thoughts tumble i grab and hold on all night absorbing knowledge till dawn, your life go to college then spawn, have kids so they can mow your lawn, and maybe every once and a while see a white tailed fawn that you wanna shoot with your gun just for fun and when its heart beat is done, you feel no fulfillment move on to the next filament of a thought like your next cup of coffee or some carmel mochiato espresso toffee coffee late with a side of eye baggage but today , i guess thats just average but what you cal average i call savage, your lifestyle i trash it with every bar then go home smoke so erb for a spiritual charge meditate and dine with the stars, ellipse around mars and eclipse over societies bars, then anxiety starts and take me away because nov 9th 88 is my birthday and since that day i have been conditions to think this way, so in my bed i lay and pray to a massive ball of hydrogen fusion light years away, here i will stay until you pry my mind astray like a crowbar, but i rise above i will go far, live large yet small 5'10 but i fell 10 feet tall, so while you make your call, on your brand new i phone i set and home alone and ponder the chemical composition of my bones and the position of my intuitions friction on this massive rock we call earth, while you kill time on your computer searching for that gucci purse that you want so bad but will do no work for, this life is a bore, so just for the thrill i hit the liquor store, and get sicker in my liver until my body is rotten to the core, im stoppin the war, that rooted deep with in, good versus evil but not givin in to sin, because sin is an illusion created by the nucleus of society, invade my brain with propriety to give me anxiety, so i get higher see and dont follow blindly, my time is my time see and you cant take my mind b, my minds free with a little help from my friends lsd and his best man XTC.