I am full of questions, November 29, 2018, 13:12:14 – 13:13:01

Meet me there
I can’t concentrate on it
More light roots than night-blind?
Water hangs mirrors in every raindrop
I can’t concentrate on it
I’ll meet you there
Water hangs mirrors in every raindrop
Wearing this perfection
I’ll meet you there
Do humans see themselves in one another?
Wearing this perfection
Do humans see themselves in one another?
More light roots than night-blind?
Meet me there

I am full of questions, November 22, 2018, 08:54:09 – 08:54:43

I do not wish continue
I don’t know
This would have happened a long time ago
I’m done
I don’t know
Is it the size that is the matter?
I’m done
Calling and loving are the same to me
Is it the size that is the matter?
My lightning-ready insane yellow
Calling and loving are the same to me
My lightning-ready insane yellow
This would have happened a long time ago
I do not wish continue

I am full of hate, November 21, 2018, 14:34:31 – 14:36:14

A collection of hair and bones?
What good are you?
It is hatred that is smooth
I am bad internally/externally
What good are you?
A con-and-destruction
I am bad internally/externally
A thousand years later
A con-and-destruction
You’ll never take me to the cleaners
A thousand years later
You’ll never take me to the cleaners
It is hatred that is smooth
A collection of hair and bones?

I am full of love, November 19, 2018, 12:27:39 – 12:29:58

I’m dreaming
Would you like to ask me?
There is no fucking room
These are our unbreakable illusions
Would you like to ask me?
Nothing happened
These are our unbreakable illusions
Utopia is like an exit/entrance
Nothing happened
Always stay the same
Utopia is like an exit/entrance
Always stay the same
There is no fucking room
I’m dreaming

I am full of questions, November 19, 2018, 12:12:03 – 12:13:29

The radical nature of experience
Like a we-disorder
I might spread the green like butter
Branches have left you chafed and red
Like a we-disorder
I held it in my hands
Branches have left you chafed and red
Everything wears the scent of silicon
I held it in my hands
All the pain gushes from its ports
Everything wears the scent of silicon
All the pain gushes from its ports
I might spread the green like butter
The radical nature of experience

I am full of questions, November 19, 2018, 11:08:52 – 11:09:59

With ornate walls
A paper-filled interior
Indifference will sway grief
I was already in the hallway
A paper-filled interior
That one dream becomes another
I was already in the hallway
Grass can cover it
That one dream becomes another
Let me be your fancy bag lady
Grass can cover it
Let me be your fancy bag lady
Indifference will sway grief
With ornate walls