Analysis of The deviating Spiral of my Divine spirit

I am a majestic, maladjusted maladroit
with the recalcitrant, reprobate mind of a rebel.
I happen to be an ethically nihilistic nirvana seeker
who never found a niche.
Solitary and not terribly social,
I solicitously search for solace.
I have a noxious nostalgia for nonsensical notions.
My maniacal manner is mainly due
to my meandering, mendacious mentality;
a mere mediating medication for
my apparent, apathetic apparatus.
Oblivious to the obvious,
my obtuseness is obtrusive.
I wrestle with unpredictable myriads
of unprincipled periods.
My perceived purposeless passions are
purely imprudent pursuits.
And I struggle with a sinister surge
usually presenting as a pestilent purge
of deprecative musings of my choosing.
This chronic condition of
constant convolution confines me
from conceding to conformity and
despite my self-deception and deleterious dejection
I will go on with indefinite defiance;
indecisive in determining a definitive destinction.
I shall remain my own mystery;
a mystifying mystique,
an unorthodox paradox,
an ingenius enigma,
fundamentally fumbling,
occupied by oscillation,
my consciousness a conundrum.
I am ever evolving
esoteric essence which
eventually will evanesce.