Prophesy

I've opened three packs today
cigarettes are addictive
what?
Empathy
Bed...sounds good
but I'm so alive!
The same when asleep though,
to remember my dreams,
never happens!
Record when it does,
but something else arises
too quickly
and the truth, accurate
prediction, prophesy
escapes consciousness
at a gallop:
perhaps I subconsciously think
Its better not to know
now that I know that
IT I can know: anticipation.
No one believes
that this is possible:
the future will come
no fun if you think
what it may will be like:
it proves to be too close
and makes itself real
really as thought before
which could never have
achieved truth or reality.
It is a...?...?...?
Where the ? is answered
by the ... at least in
the subjective mind
where thought makes
everything it thinks be.

Black is the night
that resounds in the eardrums
pressure pops
LOUD
is the silence.
It is noise that calms the soul
from its troubling itself:
this is why people need to escape!

So stupid are these people that refuse to listen or succumb to intelligence!

Yet when I decide to speak about the meaningless banter they discuss they become overwhelmed and attempt to understand, to respond, yet they need me to rephrase, reiterate ideas that I have expressed so precisely and so simply, entirely relevant, and I cannot make these ideas any simpler! So I give up, I cannot teach. Or else I need to not care whether they understand or not and just keep speaking without expecting an intelligent response: I must respond to myself!