1. |
Nexus
04:32
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It could be illusive
Electric perception of objects
Interpretive nervous system
Giving me false ground to walk down
Then one day, I came to see
Staring into my reflection
What a creation to be!
In the center of the Nexus
I know you
Human condition
Moving parts tell a story
In deep solemnity
The twist falls into field,
Eyeing us running,
What we thought was the end
A shuttle humming, waiting
Aching a passenger
How many times have I stayed behind?
Repeating, unfeeling
As far as we are willing to
Bedlam led in, ready to board
Ambivalently the only way forward
Through the tempest, Nexus...
Recede into the Eye!
Gridding splitting open,
Can my old ship fly unbroken?
Speed increasing, shedding off needless pieces
Our pith coiling back in, just to live again!
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2. |
Humana
02:50
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What was between me and action dissolved
Long rows of openings lining the lengthening halls
A mirror behind each,
Unerringly revealing me pharisaic
Consumed and costumed
Flaunting my handed down authority
These undeserving doors,
Will never behold my fingers reaching for
Their arid outcome
This certainty a line I choose to walk-
No distractions can pull you out!
Every fiber disassembled
Akinetic stature,
I feel the venom's pulse arrive
Inefficient heparin
Atoms become separate
Will existence be recurring?
Experience metamorphosed
A bright orange space extending,
Perpetuum
No fear, no end
Attendant before life began
Shape of sentience, suspended in-
A ceaseless reflection
At ease to be,
Or even not at all
It's heaven in Humana!
Bang! Nothing can't be, or it isn't
Using illusion to cope with it
So rused to lose, to look up and find
All subsistant
Fed back into the loop again
Both antecedent and event
Step through the mind's set wall,
Between you and I dissolve...
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3. |
Orisha
02:00
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Orisha in the field that will not burn
Candles lit, one for each blessing
I went to speak but my words turned to mud
Actions speak louder as it draws near
Morning Star helped me to remember
Where I was when the funnel came...
Down
Orisha in the field that will not burn
I can't tell what's real anymore
Fell off a bridge and into the ocean,
Hopefully I don't crash this plane...
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4. |
Shapes
02:04
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Guess this is progression's wish
Why fish climbed land,
Sprung lungs, bones, hands
Why mammal hair protects the skin,
Detecting airs reverberation
A destructive creature struggles to be mutual
Multiplying by exponential
Only man wants to be,
more than it's natural circuitry
Laugh as-
A bird cries out, the Ouroboros will eat you,
Yet again
Dying over to Life
Guess why not?
Be right on top
See, watch them feud
for water, food
One-day, we'll bear it too
They'll use us to imbue their acoustic Genesis
Art on parchment wove from our remnant
Tetrapodal brain evolved to
question God who's questioning you
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5. |
Diamond
02:57
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The mirrors turned,
Dividing ceaselessly
Trying each of us on,
Can light learn?
Parallel arms drawn
Urgency burns,
But our path dawns.
No one watches beside you,
The hardest thing you had to do
Debilitates or regenerates
How much loss can one see through?
One beam catches up,
Testing it's feeling, thought, and image in sound
Forging new colors
Composite with others
Knowing too well, without doubt
Dancing light, burns right out!
This last dispatch-
'The body dies but art does not.
We will live forever in the music...
More than human.'
We grow fond of spaces,
These changes tear holes
We smile and move on when the trust is gone
This hardening soul searches it's life spent,
Crying for it's half as hope passed
Then a touch from behind mends,
With me when time ends!
Diamond.
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