This is something I wrote up. I haven't been practising much so given that this is a spontaneous attempt some impressions would be appreciated. It may or may not be obvious but I was fucking high when I wrote this.
I was born with a silver wire pumping information into my spine, through my cells and out my eyes
Bred a masochist
Death cult culture calamity sundering asunder the infinite lifespan of a moment
Hoards of the dancers
Legions of artistic statements sleeping
and breathing
and early-to-rise-rise
Bang, bang, bang it goes, between the ears,
Drugs on the weekend match official statistical quotient
Dances in the designated recreation space
Flickers of light transmitting the vision of your god
Flickers of sound crafting his glorious Majesty
Amongst the malleable mush of space/time-time
Monks and Wizards Cloistered in Castles
While Faggots are free to fuck up the ass-hole
And Mothers and Daughters and Fathers and Sons
Turn on the TV and have them some fun
But don't you go fret; just kick and unwind
Cause Like it or not, its nothing but time
And If you got worries, we'll get you a fix
Just don't go and throw the old violence Switch
Text Waltz and Tech Gnosis
Gnosis Waltzing the Text-Tech-Tik-Tak-Toe
Funny little men with thick eyeglasses
And Conservative V-neck Fluoride Yellow T-shirts
Angels of Mercy
Priests of the One True Faith
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