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I am your new mind.
I am your new you.
I am your new sin.
I am your new lust.
I am for you now.
Disease, Injury, Madness
I swear I’ll never sleep again, I am no man’s slave.
I wanted the fog to lift but I was living in a cloud.
Nostalgia is grinding the life from today.
The present always dies in future memories,
And King Me is killing me,
Cut wide open and bleeding to death for all to see.
King Me
Interpret the law as ageing with its eyesight failing.
The Dissentience
Sometimes I need to hit a little harder,
Sometimes I need to speak a little quieter.
I made you carry the casket of an innocent man,
When it should have been,
Ask me why I hate, why I pray to see the nation that I love disintegrate,
And gladly give my life, that revolution regenerates.
In honour of the strife of those who died, in generations before your blood stained glory,
I reject you,
I deny you,
I defy you to continue,
Smite the shepherd.
And the sheep will be scattered.
I’ll be the vanguard of their fall, middle of their falter.
Bezel in their rings, yet dropping all the stones.
Slip into something more comfortable. Proceed… Into space. Innocent individual, concerned about nothing but your happiness.
Selkies: The Endless Obsession
A soul evolves as one.
Jetpacks Was Yes!
Still hidden in the fold,
The story bought and sold.
Commodified indoctrinate expendables into the splendid lie.
We are the victims,
But we are also the crime.
And the only one who can judge us,
Is the Earth in time.
Follow the Signs
Psychotherapist once claimed I had acute neurosis, well I only said a couple of words and he made his diagnosis. He said I can say whatever I what because I never chose this, so I spat, grinned and I looked and him and I blew him a Glasgow kiss, “look out now.”
Tongue Splitter
Language is a heart’s lament, a weak attempt to circumvent the loneliness inherent in the search for permanence. All the future ghosts who scratch their names in wet cement, demeaning as they shout out at the emptiness: “Abstraction’s the stake between the anima and animus.” De-flesh the world, scourge of human destiny; Behold the world in other people, life is clarity.