Floating through the void to nowhere
In the omnipresence of mind.
Atomic recollections combine
Into the universal memory of time.
Battled by the dark energy sprouts
invisible to the earthborn eye.
Ludicrous person in you is still proud
Of the sight undesigned to this picayune lives.
The light at the dead-end of the
Tunnel has made you blind like a shot.
What's left from you is squeezed
Into the funnel of the cosmic melting pot.
That's where you can be led
By the thread of thought.
Emergency ..
Facing the dark matter.
Emergency..
To which everything doesn't matter.
Emergency..
From the inside-out of you.
It tatters the life, scatters the light out.
It is everywhere.
Even in the furthest nowhere.
In the darkest corner of your head
Where everything is dead.
Nothing shines anymore.
Not a piece of mind.
Of life, of human kind.
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A great combination of vapor and future funk. I love love love future funk! It takes me to my House and Disco roots. Much love to the Aloe Island Posse 💙🖤💜✌️ Dionysus Virus
supported by 68 fans who also own “Dark MATTER Sprouts ~Re~”
this is the sound of the future, I can't say how many times I've wondered how my life would have been Bill and Lance and Myself kicking alien ass for once and for all, Earth, a peaceful place. jptj24