[dead man]

LOOK


motion picture, broken image solving sensory proofs
metaphysical rooted in solipsistic pursuit
this moment is a stone inside a temporal loop
revolving incessantly til you're ready to puke
set it free. put the needle to the record, regroup
so quickly, one can never quite remember the truth
magnolia bloom. rain droplets on the window at noon
there's more beauty in perception than in bending a spoon
more medicine in movement than in blazing a pack
and more echo in the void than a creationist rant
not yet brains in a vat. more like a chain of reactions
shaken awake. give me destiny. vocation or passion
choose one: birth a consequence mistaken for chance
dendritic dance. reaching outward like the maplewood branch
we had in the yard. it can't be only static and charge
all rational thought encased in theoretical jars
Being here is simple, but duality's hard
faulty logic. bipolarity. Aladdin / Jafar
think tank fallacy. close your eyes and tease it apart
freedom is to operate machines in the dark
wake up in a room, no recollection at all
of you who are. only letters on a fleshy collage
are you anything at all? except a memory, flawed
by retroactive bias and a sense of withdrawal
remember who you are. theres no foundation or floor
storybook interpretation, no relation, no source
no allegorical caves where shadows dance on the walls
what Plato and Descartes and even Heidegger saw
phenomenon, reduction towards a central facade
way beyond the safety of molecular bonds
let it fall away. reduce yourself to a thought
bring to fruition, everything. and thats where we start:


SEE





"I have to believe in a world outside my own mind. I have to believe that my actions still have meaning, even if I can't remember them. I have to believe that when my eyes are closed, the world's still there. Do I believe the world's still there? Is it still out there? Yeah. We all need mirrors to remind ourselves who we are. I'm no different."