Love requires communication. It will all fall apart if you expect them to read your mind every time.

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Read Your Mind (Prod. by SneakBeatz)

Lyrics: sTL via Claude.
Music Leto Spectra vs. SUNO 4.0-4.5

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The craggy mountains, vast and quite immense,
Can make us feel our own significance—
Or rather, how we lack it; there we stand
Beneath the peaks, a speck of dust and sand,
And yet, somehow, we're larger than before.

Oh sublime, you trickster. Making us believe
We're giants when we're gnats, who then achieve
A certain grandeur in our shrinking state—
This paradox of small becoming great.

The ocean's roar, that endless, rhythmic war
Against the shore, reminds us of our plight:
We're temporary, fleeting, brief as light,
Yet in that vast reflection we can see
A glimpse of our peculiar dignity.

Oh sublime, you trickster! making us believe
We're giants when we're gnats, who then achieve
A certain grandeur in our shrinking state—
This paradox of small becoming great.

The starlit sky, that cosmic ballet dance,
Makes metaphysics give up in advance.
Philosophy dissolves like sugar cubes
When gazing at those celestial tubes—
We're mice, yet mice who contemplate the cheese.

Oh sublime, you trickster, making us believe
We're giants when we're gnats, who then achieve
A certain grandeur in our shrinking state—
This paradox of small becoming great.

So here's to Burke, and Kant, and all who tease
The mind with paradox: we shrink, we grow,
We're terrified, yet somehow come to know
That in our terror lies a certain grace:
The sublime winks at us from nature's face.

Oh sublime, you trickster! Making us believe
We're giants when we're gnats, who then achieve
A certain grandeur in our shrinking state—
This paradox of small becoming great.

Sublime

:: semioticapocalypse ::

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