Conceptualist propaganda
Near death experiences either make you laugh
Or change your life
It feels like sleep
The most non-chalant mimicry of
Blissful noise
Don’t you?
I think life is joking with me
How do you not fear the God of
The unknown?
Who’s in control of you?
Absolute perpetuity of a kaleidoscope
Suffocating the suffocation blues
Seven on seven on seven and nothing more
Everything you’re feeling right now
That’s the whole prism of it
Everything that you are
That’s the whole prism
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