The Nature of the Universe

What is the nature of this universe,

I could bend a spoon but I'ma leave you in a stupor first

Go back in time just to stop your future birth

I am united with this curse, speaking one unending-verse

I travel lateral with alice, while I'm jamming tool's lateralis

Across the X and Y divide, pythagorean malice

ballasts break, imagine eons made of fallacy and callous

Talent couldn't salvage you from these universal talons

So now it's on, like knight to king, can't block with pawn

I'm dropping plates upon your lawn, I'm gone

Vibrations much too strong, for clutching on, you wish you could

transcend across this f*****g pond, but your' a sitting duck

I'm a sitting duck, I'm a witty schmuck, I got pretty words

to describe this dizzy dust, it's fizzy must, it's fitting lust

Into my stiffened cup, it's blisters underneath the cuff

It's wishers left to wither near the cusp, but come hither

Love givers, and grub feeders, with numb feelers

Bloods bitter, love tastes like pot smoke and liquor

And that's the nature of this stoner nomenclature

The nature of this universe is love and rolling papers

The nature of mother nature is ether and THC vapors

The nature of my self is vibrations

Meet your maker