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Torid transmissions from black emissions

Reveal themselves as new rays of light

Instinctively driven as smoke from the cinder

Illumination without sight

In moment of prose and in darkened shade rose

Great torrents of patterns like snakes

And into the ether we summon the deceiver

For wisdom shall come at a cost

My body my blood,

My soul resides in spaces between

My body my blood

In logos, in ethos, in pathos decreed

My body my blood

My soul resides in spaces between

My body my blood

Beyond understanding

Hysterical post-truth euphoria

Blue light distraction at throat

With one wish to sever this

Detachment at all costs

Only death is real

Only death is real

Only death is real

Only death is real

A dreamer’s disease

The discipline of Dionisis

No forest for trees

Wretched self-belief

You are nothing

A dreamer’s disease

The discipline of Dionisis

No forest for trees

Wretched self-belief

You are nothing

No reality to exist

No given frequency

A dreamer’s disease

The discipline of Dionisis

No forest for trees

Wretched self-belief

You are nothing

Bathe in the molten fat of your predecessors

Swim in pools of gluttony made of thumbs and grinning mouths

Revel in the flesh of the present and give no thought for future

For hindsight is a fruitless virtue given to all.

Suckling the ego teat the milk for eternal infants

Suckling the ego teat the milk for eternal infants

And who cares for anything

Save the beating heart of womb nostalgia

Suckling the ego teat the milk for eternal infants

To blanket stars

A falsehood starts

In unrelenting, continual parts

To marching on

For honour gone

Forgetting all

Of who we are

Forgetting all

Of who we are

The fetid stench

Of vapid hearts

That will not learn

And don’t deserve

To begin again.

A dreamer’s disease

The discipline of Dionisis

No forest for trees

Wretched self-belief

You are nothing