Chromatic Chimera

Microscopic dust...

To exist as I of many eyes

Tentacles in our heads wrestling with

anonymous segments.

Rowing deep into the murk with psychosis

sitting on my lap

Finding a rythm entrangled in nothingness

On witnessing the present system

A monstrous collage in movement

Free to stray, swim in a tomb if you want.

All directions, every angles

Nuances, infinite possibilities

Confusion of a saturated mind

The flood is so stimulating, but just where do we stop?

Currents numerous...hard to focus...yessss...yESsSSSS !!!

We want answers! Not confused babblings!

Losing control is a treat, still...

We could be drained...

We could be drained...of...

Chimeras, precious chimeras

Ejected from the assembly

Unto a circular technological slave pen

Bound to be part of this geometrical harem

Speak the frequencies of liberation

The universal language of positive similarity

When one crosses the threshold of the collective territory.

An antidote for the imperial poison.