New Dimension

Complete place of fragmentary experience
Distance grows with each screen's glow
Repeat process but deny that it's adherence
To a vegetable law that everyone saw
Searching but always binarily delirious

Quality is everywhere. I really do mean everywhere. It's not that it's difficult to see, it's just that our entire bodies and minds have been trained to process everything in certain ways that is so overbearing. Thought can and should be used for all your motor functions and simple or complex everyday tasks. Thought is you but it's not all of you. There is so much more. There is so much quality that is untouched by the addictive realm of thought and analysis. Let it go. What can it hurt? Aren't you already hurt?

C

End

Every second in the illusion time
Creeps and crawls
Slow, steady depression feeding
On projections that aren't much and don't last
Comes for what I have trained to be myself
The collar was too loose, the chain too short
We will be fucked with by everything that we are fucking with

Nothing to Yourself

When work is over
Now is time to do something for yourself
Gave away your whole day just to eat
Indecision after waged slavery creating isolationism
Get off, sit and rot
Get off, sit and rot
Routine dragging your carcass along for you to judge at a distance
Never feeling whole
The definition of completition is a fairy tale image
Read to children to give them constant nightmares even when they're awake
Civilian training

Photo by: Sean Norris

We leave our own species in shambles
With this constant need to gamble
The life of our source of life
The ying with the yang of light
The reason we don't sleep at night
Ourselves

Institutions for the vandals
Who challenge the example
That droids teach to their children
So that they can keep them under handle

Don't try the samples
The nutrition has been demantled
Though, we have candles
The light shines, we get trampled
Don't fear too much
Every flame is substantial

In Between

Photo By: Sean Norris

Caught in an alley
Neither building open to strays
Exit signs open displayed
Doors hidden in open sight
Could be in-between for the rest of my life

Cody Grey
Soul
Over
Skin