Whose thoughts are these?
I think I know.
He dwells within the crawlspace, though.
I often find him mewling near,
obsessing concepts, theories, fear,
postures old and long of tooth,
and seldom grounded in the truth.

No time have I for thoughts like these,
for I have fleeting days to seize
and no one else but self to please,
and no one else but self to please.

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