Awaken to a dream world built to seal you in
feel the atoms, digitized, flickering around you
feel the virus spreading rapid, overwhelming static
This dream is brilliant, ever still, lucidly evolving
into unknown tangents of gravel paths
or streets fresh-paved by alchemy
Is the sun above, or the stars below?
Directionless we wait
for creation to reveal itself
we wait until that day
Feb 27, 2012
Feb 27, 2012 at 7:44 PM UTC
Awaken to a dream world built to seal you in
feel the atoms, digitized, flickering around you
feel the virus spreading rapid, overwhelming static
This dream is brilliant, ever still, lucidly evolving
into unknown tangents of gravel paths
or streets fresh-paved by alchemy
Is the sun above, or the stars below?
Directionless we wait
for creation to reveal itself
we wait until that day
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