Follow the lines of my prism
Purple in orange, yellow piercing the red
Bleeding, crying, but stars are aligning
Slamming against that unbreakable glass
Follow the lines of my prism
Blue in green, pink penetrating black
Fleeing, dying, but lost the timing
Penetrating behind that veil
Lift my heavy eyes, rest my tired head
Keep your hand behind my back
Don't let me fall
Don't let me fall
Feel, see the electricity go between the two
Pulsing fire, trickling water
Can't tell one from the other
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5
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Layers crumble, topple, turn inside and outside each other
Octaves crash, shatter, fall over and under one another
Wavelengths grow unbearably long and gruesome
Then shorten, inconceivable ecstasy
Your body my body our body their body
Waking up in the afterlife, a soft sleepiness
"There's really nothing like it"
Perfection is already here,
Help me
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
She wrote a song for me
Your sweat is salty, I am why
Your sweat is salty, I am why
Your sweat is salty
Your sweat is salty, I am why
Your sweat is salty
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
If my nightmares and dreams collided
If they fell in love
If they got married (in the temple)
If they had children
THIS IS WHAT IT WOULD BE
BEAUTIFUL
If they got married (in the temple)
If they had children
THIS IS WHAT IT WOULD BE
BEAUTIFUL
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Monster in my nightmares
Reoccurring dreams - no
Reoccurring motifs - yes
He's trying to eat my subconscious and spit it out again, maybe it's a never-ending battle, maybe he is actually my friend, maybe he thinks I taste good, maybe he's trying to tell me something
Maybe it doesn't matter
What if I can bring him into our realm? Would it be like Godzilla, or would he fit in?
Girl Machine
Asymmetrical vs. Symmetrical
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