RE: because I've been taken out of body

"well when i went to sleep that night"
the quantum field was still electrifying my body

i collapsed quadrillions of waveforms,
and culled yottabytes of particulates that day
i could not stop thinking about it

"and then it hit me"
"dreaming"--"thinking"--"imagining"
projected images of our own space-time

those infinite winding dimensions
where we are free from our material bodies
able to sample endless frames of eternity
operating at our own refresh rate
separated from our bodily mass

sleep, body, sleep
but remember the cpu is always running
try to be efficient

California Dreamin'

Heavy traffic and congested veins
Highways arc like electricity through cracked cement
Precise glass structures crystallize, creating a bond
Currents of vehicles flow wildly
Like the blood of a fleshy machine
A high speed rail system
Encases virtual electrons
Transferring them from one node to another

Blinded

Do I drink water
So I can go to heaven?
It flows through my body
Enhancing my soft fleshy mainframe

"Discharged from the thought prison of the universe"
"...but not lost in space"

Smooth driftwood dries in a vase
Where black widows await
Their alter is ready

Thousands of human eyeballs roll in sand
Blinded and scarred, they are scared to see

Return of the RAM of God

a being born of flesh,
impressed into time
stuck in a diagonal plane of glass

i heard about a tilt shifted reality..
a seemingly inshatterable state,
softly focused onto a sharp surface

so retarded in time,
stretching into other dimensions
a feeling of holographic mitosis,
RE: experiencing slow motion clones [9/3/16 19:03]

i can feel the ones who have fallen through mirrors before,
them pretending not to exist
they watch throughout their periphery,
whispering in my skin..

all physical flesh,
tranced into a thick, iridescent pixel haze

brb

I'm the Designer

Come inside my head
There's a fantastic bloody party to begin
Smash your face against the cement
Only UV blood can be seen
Dribbling through these vents

Vent your anger through me
Your children, your losses
Your lovers to be gone
Their crossroads long forgotten

More Than an Energy

The smell of fresh roasted coffee
Permeates out of these wooden walls
And each day a new emotion
Precipitates out of those paneled halls

Memories of the past surround me
The more pleasurable, grasping for my reach

Through death do we part
I looked through her eyes, smoothly
A distant wisp of luminescent beauty

Just a preview of a transcendental movie

Iridescence in Feb

Super Chr*st

I'm such a super escalator!

Yellow-fucking bright

Must've been briefed by the CIA

I'm up the fucking super ladder!

Baby J*sus, so commanding

I'm the most important one in the world

Snakes and colors
Fellow rainbow fuzz
Hot air blowers
Rubber balloons
And blown up wishes
I'm such a fucking word!

A million choices
Given to my Dip n Dot fishes
No more pie worn finches
Nobody to waste my time

Baked into puffed up bread
A cloud that's been fully fed

(Mother Nature warms her head for a tough stream in Feb)