Nothing is Something

I've dreamed of cosmic vibrations and seismic transitions.
I've seen visions of freudian domes and stapler gnomes.
But if it weren't for the endless days of the week
I'd never care to sleep during the endless nights of the year.
I've met acidic saxists who burned like the stars in their clubs in the small hours of the morn,          I've met the mad philanthropists that breath and strangle the world into a disdained utopia.
I've met the world's grandest folks: the ones who kill for land, who die for nothing, who steal for others, who give for themselves.
If only for the reason and logic of life itself, I feel it worthy enough to fight for love.
Alas! Fighting for religion is among the dumbest of all.
I'd never fight for the All-Powerful, or even the All-Mighty.
Cinema and the light of the epiphany at the moment of death are both the same, in the end--a piece of art. Art to be dissected and patronized, yes, and revered, but cautioned.

Millions of lives die every year, but we only hear about them if their deaths are connected, either by place, time, cause, the mystery itself, or any combination thereof.
They say that liars prosper; I think that's only correct until Truth sets up shop in the same industry.
Many-a-time have I walked the mindless halls of my abandoned hotel, seeking not solace, solitude, serenity.          
I instead seek the socialism of lions and dogs and chimps.
Humanity is but a curse for we've done nothing to make the world a better place.
We aid not to the ecosystem. Rather, we hinder, exploit, curtail it.
I've heard it said that Society is not the problem, but that the problem is People.
Oh, how so true it is.
I believe the glass is neither half full nor half empty;
I believe the world is good, but humans are bad.
That charity is folly, life is sweet, but death is sweeter.
Ah, yes! The mass of men lead lives of booming inspiration--if only they all realized it!
I believe that blood for blood is but the same as taxes for citizenship.
I have no desire to save the world, or to hinder others from such endeavor.
However, I feel no one can change the world, all change is cummulative.
Even a penny is composed of two elements and millions or billions of atoms.
The number one is one massive oversimplification, usually.
But, so is every damn number.
Nothing is understandable, can you contemplate nothing?
I can comprehend some things, but nothing is something far beyond my intellect.
Nothing is beyond yours.