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the narcissist cookbook - apple lyrics

[spoken]
beautiful day, isn’t it?
yeah i know, redundant to say that though
every day is more perfect than the last day
which i suppose must mean yesterday wasn’t perfect at all, ya know? it just appeared to be
because we didn’t know any better
tomorrow we’ll say the same thing about today i guess, so on and on until, i don’t know, it gets bored of us, i suppose?
shuts up shops, sells its clothes and moves on
then what happens to us, that’s the question, isn’t it?
that’s what keeps me up at night, anyway, fighting off the- the dreamless stand-by
sorry, i know you, don’t i?
cannot place your name, one of the little garden gnomes it made, yeah?
no offense intended, we’re all decorations around here, myself included: the rivers, the animals, the trees in the soil, stars in the sky, exactly what we are meant to be, doing exactly what we are meant to be doing more or less
take this apple for instance
you see, it hangs there, like it was told to
content, blissful
and it can stay up there, on that beautiful tree forever
eternity would come and go and it would be just fine
but the apple, you see, the apple knows it doesn’t need to stay up there, the apple could drop, couldn’t it? the apple could fall
terrible idea
the tree is keeping it alive, without it would die, it would- it would- it would rot and decompose until all that was left behind of it was a tiny stone, a seed
do you know what a seed is, eve?
you can take it with impartial authority that inside that seed through some incomprehensible divine technology is a brand new apple tree
and then i suppose the apples of that tree would fall and die and leave their seeds behind the and before long we would have more apples that we could count, an entire orchard, all from a single seed
but naturally the apple, knowing all of this, chooses to stay where it is
never falls, never allows itself to die, nothing ever changes, just that one apple on that one tree in this one garden, forever
and thank god
because it is a beautiful tree
it really is
perfect, you might say

you know what? i apologize
i’m going about this all wrong
eve, if you eat that apple you will die
not immediately, that’s a lie of omission but you will be tossed out of this garden into the entropical paradise known as ‘the rest of f-cking reality’ and this garden is what is keeping you alive and without it you will age and you will die and you will rot
but

like an apple
you carry a seed around inside you
and from it will sprout a brand new person, a sapling, a child in your image but entirely separate and this is what it’s afraid of
because your child will be smarter than you and their children will be smarter than them
each generation smarter than the last
and these trees will grow and grow until there’s an entire orchard of you
and yes they will get old, yes they will get sick, yes they will die
but in the process they will discover mathemathics, philosophy, electricity, democracy, gravitational waves, solar power, wind power, power chords, reese’s- mini
peanut b-tter cups
they will look up hoping to find heaven wedged between the earth and the sky, instead they will find the sky just keeps on going and going
they’ll crack open atoms hoping to find god’s initials enscribed inside, instead they’ll find neutrons and protons and inside them they’ll find quarks and inside quarks they’ll find f-cking something else
all its dark materials eve, all its dark materials laid out neatly on the workshop table, waiting to be discovered!

or
or the apple stays where it is
nothing ever dies and nothing ever changes, just that one apple on that one tree forever
and i’m not saying that’s a bad thing necessarily, it is a beautiful tree
maybe even the most beautiful tree but
it is not perfect

and i’m starting to think
maybe god can’t see the things that i can see

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