Lucent Data Cult

Stay out of the light. the staggering brilliance of the foliage that spreads out and across the narrow caverns above that govern sweetness derived from light and expect not implore the unreal warmth that suns out of every object youhold a direct influence of your evolution.

I Minus/I Choose

About not a lot.

A current come surrounds and knots a lot

the floor walk barefoot through the library clearing myself new visions this one hits the light coughing old skeleton

 there’s a rainbow cast

that had drifted into the sand bar off near the port. It wasn’t a ship so much as a vessel, a container. It wasn’t designed to follow a specific direction or perform precise navigational maneuvers.

t’s not as prophetic/or “visions of a worse future” type of thing that he’s describing but it’s so on point with the lateral time/Re-Programmer thing its uncanny.

Brawn aqua spreads like ivy radar overcast akin to plural finish. Internal perfume kind, affluent nettle

Treating goals only   after 

Stampeded against closeddocks .

Prism-dyed ego resides behind coral eyes

Coy plans

islands get rinsed by the sand

Age, a scythe

Atlas, a soul

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No, no, no. A plastic bird is not burning.

Sagging sculpture heated to a perfect bendability.

It is melting,

Smooshing into other

uninterpretable shapes devoid of concept.

Before erupting into white ash

and flying away as if

from snow.