breathing deep i feel my power—sensing my synapses hour by hour
in this euphoric place i see so much—the porous boundaries between love, lust, and trust
manic zen is the name i have crafted for this state—i feel energy in every neuron that animates by brain
i focus the exponential energy flying through into introspection—i sense cosmic powers and prophetic resurrections
transcendent power lies in my bypo tribe—we can see a future where our species will survive and thrive
we rise and resist the forces of bigotry, greed and war—we seek karmic justice and we always thirst for more
our growing neurodiversity is a symptom of the system’s decay—human creativity deserves so much more than grueling work for little pay
we need justice and peace, solidarity and love—we can destroy capitalism’s demons with the aid of powers from above
i know why the ancient prophets saw visions from god—i know why thousands claim to see UFO’s in their yards
the manic imagination knows no bounds and fears no law—we must bring classwar to an end or the arctic will thaw
transcendent power inside each manic brain—unleashed neurochemically and cybernetically tamed
who can predict what power this combination can unleash—a power to conquer white supremacy and its ideological beasts
medications keep me stable but sometimes my brain flies free—in this state all i can do is listen to my senses and let it all be
imagine a future where all of our needs are met—we can get there still if we can crush this proto-fascist threat
deep in my soul lurks a fractal reverberating and inspiring my mind—let us listen to the nascent prophets that are arising inside
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2017
