What’s in your ❤️? You know it never stays the same You couldn’t see hot it ends They were watching over by us the whole time
the secrets that we knew, the gaps in the culture, the devils are inside, i bet you need a little more of mine
the eyes moving slowly i think that it’s time anything is everything don’t lose the lesson what do you want from my mind?
i mean get centered
tomorrow’s heroes we talk about a new way out from this semiotic pollution you did what you could for my eyes
Much was decided before karmic accrual all their bags left behind when they ask, what do I see?
we look for words practicing a utopia darkness is lost here the endless horizon inside I live in my fantasy
the time has come finally you would dream I don’t know what it’s gonna be every kind of pleasure drown us out lessons sometimes learnt
Everyone’s broken now Accumulating a complex You withdrew in confusion How’s my mental state?
They are faceless Here at the edge of the world It’s fading from me To have reached the end
Oct. 2020
when we got back the ceremony began follow it where it goes the disguise was perfect what comes after this try?
i went looking for it the mythic, (with its) inverted commitments, what do you think they’ll say about us?
Unfold from yourself Surrender to the process Try not to add to the burden Final disintegration of ego into other possible futures
The shape of things to come. We make more of this don’t we? A glimpse of eternal truths. We know nothing about it. Would you even know it happening?
constant stranger abstract danger it could be no plainer (bind us to your savior)
hiding this nervous breath i, dip to a new depth body parts with nothing to show mythic reanimation of the soul come to life
regress to the mean
inside out, know the way. outside in, the ways to know.
balance i’m losing it you can’t cross until it’s green and that’s when I give up second order vanity isn’t that your way?
It’s an interesting story you’re telling yourself try as hard as you can strategic silence knowledge of the tide keeps rising
Endlessly perfecting itself Who is this really? All the devils are here Discover dissonance Relax, it’s only a crisis
thru thin layers of chaos, reality is twisting, the ground is shifting, the dream was glistening
i guess it depends on whether or not you believe (in wonder)
the path of distinction makes me wish for eloquence a ritual of transformation return to this dimension and find the beautiful thing
borrowed time, a wilderness inside, do we dare surmise? (without knowing what the truth is)
i look at the people everyone smiles what have we done? (there are no rules to this ...)
sub mit not (your throes) to the thrones
That’s already been done It’s generated itself Regressions of a past life What is enough remains the same
the illusion is an intrusion to, the harvest moon and one day soon, we’ll all be doomed