Still fusing pieces making something robotic organic pressing buttons of self destruction to keep things from getting too metallic. Ive grown found of trying retooling different pieces to see if I can prove that I can still exsist in a machine that plays at accepting but consistently rejects me. Like the blood in my vains is poison to a system that tries to boil it into oil and turn me ever more numb. My skin tingles only when I get an itch. Soft to the touch yet my nerves have hardened enough to not feel the scratch of my own claws.

  We are all puppet masters pulling Strings at various levels of knowing. Ive followed the eyedea of cutting my own and fell through various wormholes of worlds into multifaceted fractal looking glasses that reflect back endless hallways of mirrors.                                                  Causing me to laugh at fibonacci's dream.                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Whatever the balence I see both merit in silence as much as the fading allure of self righteous shouting matches. All positions on a phase shifting map charting out illusionary wars to keep us distracted from unity as much as individuality. Nothing to see here..truly and thats ridiculously funny. Now I can continue the humor and say "now isnt that something " but of course that's all repeating much like this is doing the same thing in threes.                                                                                                                                                                Even flying can feel like running. A sandbox of consciousness to fuck around in. To tilt between polarities to get close enough to either source without falling in.

We are here before. We will now than.                                                                                                                                                                                       see past your current rules to create new present futures beyond any clever turn of phrases.