The Thing About Life

the planets' a mansion
and all thats imagined
the cancer has vanished
the questions been answered
the fabric and magic
interdimensional static - intergalactical ladders
capture and gather
practically the matter and atoms are scattered
but i'm built like this and i talk like this so existence isn't coincidence
no hypnotist or therapist can fix this way they say i live
your curse my gift
earth is dying
and they say that no ones trying
what?
The thing about life I'm understanding is you can't plan it