collapsing the distance between ego tripping and initiation
discarded by the side of the road
a golem, a word generated viral creation, Part One
it will happen like it did on Tuesday night
voices from the rooftop, like yesterday
songs from the motorway, and despair
without understanding the
a screen test for pink balloon and others
surrendering to the rogue rabbits of justice
tripping balls in the park on a Sunday afternoon
new july rising
public toilets are for fucking
Part Two
graffiti on the bus get the old ladies going
intense gravity of ghosts in the washroom at work
talking mushrooms in the community garden
excitement caused by a mass shooting, and ice cream
without warning, the emotionally crippled conquered the gods
dissolving your ego in the supermarket lineup
bus driver invokes the dreamtime during the midnight commute
ego dissolution watching the butterflies
in the morning, more reality
collapse of the looped dimensions without a single thought
peaking just before the music disappears
free fall past the moons of Jupiter
exploring beyond the black hole with special k
reluctance of technology to move beyond fixation on task
an obsolete life transformed through the singularity
dying again is typical for this time of year
tourists from Weimar Republic loitering in the 7/11 parking lot
created with discipline, and the death march
