1. |
Getting Older Younger
01:37
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regressive mothers use Dettox
tweens expand target markets
you are your aesthetic
you are your aesthetic’s
corporate logos litter schools like confetti
outside the games of tinted light
the young won’t know to look for more
self-worth spills with branded drinks
onto the concrete floors
they’ll follow twisting rays to shape
a broken path to future laws
morality forever changed
by those who went before
the price of maturity is brand awareness
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2. |
Automate Me
02:03
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hyper stimulated
diffuse concern
time is short
time is short
higher investments
lower returns
impotence arises from demands of omnipotence
continuous frantic impulses
attention shifts
the present recedes
biology recoded for external integration
desire; exhaustion
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3. |
Curriculum
03:05
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abject double self
eternal internal conflict
cultural subjectivity ingrained by force
hiding in the shadows of me
school felt like a prison but it wasn’t
it had me build the prison inside myself
scraps of knowledge
out of context
out of truth
drip fed the lie of objectivity
false tolerance of superficial change
and contempt for real difference
separate everything!
don’t think for yourself
it’s just the way things are
don’t question our rules
it’s just the way things are
childhood lost in the desert of the known
drain the life from my eyes
I was taught truth’s set in stone
to accept a world-view that’s brittle and hollow
taught to see in false light
that anything else is a dangerous crime
Equal Opportunity:
your circumstance, your responsibility
and freedom means fend for yourself
yet duty means fend for your master or else
I was taught not to care
that legal injustice is rational; fair
that there’s nowhere else to go
and nobody simply deserves a tomorrow
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4. |
Ceaseless Tumult
03:19
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mind flails against the inside of itself
existence screams its merry tune
perception pours in
gushes through the eyes
around the insides
moments course through me endlessly
overflow cascades from every pore
a vessel
ravaged
ruptured
dissolved
trapped in the infinitely finite
moment that is consciousness
constantly
erased and rewritten
my head spins without bearings
impossible to find
one night feels endless
in its inconceivable brevity
one mind looms massive in its crippling incapacity for expansion
my limits impassable distance
vast realms beyond the reach of my
corporeal subjectivity
nothing can be known
nothing at all
ever
one thing merges into another
lose purchase in turn until everything is nothing
nebulous existence defies plastic meaning
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we say
how sweet the sound
as empty messages play loud
what do you care about?
can’t think as these pictures race round
things aren’t easy
has hope left me?
regrets haunt me
why must I be
clouded by me?
can’t I just be?
I can explore new avenues
new alternatives
but the feeling that I will never see real change grows ever stronger
I can’t imagine how we’ll ever move forward
history’s mistakes repeated in one lifetime
somehow it always gets worse
and we come to care less
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6. |
Be a Man
03:16
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become the he we expect you to be
stick with us and you’ll be fine
you’ll learn to like it
success defined by your peers, not yourself
don’t invest in weakness
keep love at arm’s length
only cowards choose not to fight
and we’ll soon stamp that out
be a fucking rock
be better, not equal
take life by the balls
sadness is for girls
equate violence to sexual prowess
keep your tears at bay
are you fucking gay?
only anger is masculine
never ask only take
misery in our wake
you’ve got to make somebody lose to win
we’ll crush all those who break the code
until they do the same in turn
we will never fucking ever learn
don’t get sentimental
caring will be punished
you will come to fear sadness
disassociate to prove your strength
until you’re no longer a whole person
hate is valued over love
cruelty rewarded and compassion mocked
we grind each other down in an endless
cycle of abuse yet act surprised
when we produce sociopaths
murderers
suicides
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7. |
Boundless Torpor
02:23
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one mind so exponentially limited
that even nothingness holds more substance
mortal logic implodes on itself
a seething mass of baseless claims
impossible to verify
impossible
how can I explain
oh I can’t explain this
anguish that wells up inside
oh I can’t explain
oh I can’t explain this
I’ve lost all sense of myself
the needle crashes
neatly organised ideas shatter
amorphous being pours through the gaps
nothing holds up to scrutiny
nothing makes sense
there’s nothing to explain
it was just a feeling
wake me up from standby
please defrag my hard drive
yet moments of feeling break through
flood of meaning makes my eyes sting
it blurs my view and I try to hold on
but it’s already gone
there’s nothing to explain
it was just a feeling
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centres of commerce bloat the land
nitro boosted
swollen sores
burnt out husks are quickly forgotten in
the rush for increasingly elusive virgin soil
who needs a water wheel when you can make a dam?
shops and concrete and cars and
occasional stunted plants in small enclosures
let’s visit the countryside
none of this is needed!
balance is out of fashion
because fashion is out of balance
our bond can never be undone
we are all one
all
part of the Lifestream
one
all
invested and reflected in everything
no refuge in selfhood
existence runs through us
externality is a lie
permeable
we diffuse
our world is a projection
of self-affirming egotism
an illusion we evidently
won’t survive if we sustain
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energy slips away
every day it slips away
I can barely focus
my thoughts to form these words
dragging myself through
a haze of ennui
too tired
to be angry
too tired
to hope
slow decay
where is my fire now?
fade away
where is your fire now?
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work the days away
suicide by increments
busy doing nothing
who will remember you?
I am so small yet yearn for so much more
sense of loss with no object
abstract desire; unfocused
detached nostalgia for ...what?
my chest only swells at the
thought of things that cannot be
I break my own heart
project my love deep into illusions
so it will shatter with them
sentimentality for the lack thereof
petty, superfluous, material
beyond my control that this is all I can grasp
it’s fine by me
honestly
it’s for the best
it must be
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