manic zen fueled by oceans of dopamine: hard-wired for insight—seeking clues in the night sky to the intricacies of our minds…
navigating the impossible–imaging new creeds—we find clues to possibility in the detritus of our dreams…deep in thought, i ponder the future of our species on this earth—we are building for a global uprising to bring about an anticapitalist rebirth…
retrieving our collective solidarity from the annals of prehistory—bringing anthropological rigor to the quest to comprehend our destiny…
cerebral satellites fly into view as i experience this high—they channel the energy of our rising matrix as they float in and out of view in our sky…
our minds burn with introspection as we watch the flames of our fires—we let our carnal nature take shape, fusing deeply rooted respect with untamed desire…
the neurochemistry of our minds is only faintly understood—we must let go of the necessary but perilous illusion of selfhood…
we must immerse ourselves in the collective spiritual flood–reclaiming ancient pantheons and sacrificing ego for the common good…
sometimes the best way to say something important is to say nothing at all—loving comrades will have our backs and will catch us when we fall…
i pray for my nightly visions and aspire to power my own circumnavigating orb—this truth is more profound than any i have recently absorbed…
we are building our own space needles powered by the energy of our fire vessels…we are building a life cult to counter the hate-fueled proto-fascist aggressors…
celestial satellites consume my vision and activate my mind—love and rage take the stage leaving guilt and shame far behind
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2018
