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Birth of Desire
02:02
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Reborn in the cloud
To bathe in the noise
Wade through the fog
Follow the voice
Conceived in desire
Born in a dream
Seeds of a new life
In the Pregnant Machine
Fall in the light...
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2. |
Motion Sickness
04:02
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An endless flood
Streaming psychic waste
all symbols collapse
in a rush of empty sensation
Liquid ground
constant flow under foot
motion sickness
rapid currents of accumulation
Temporal flux
suspended in collapse
paralyzed subject
overwhelmed by auto-production speed
With nowhere to find relief
Wash away, fall into, drown beneath...Icy streams of calculation
Fade away, dissolve into, disappear...All that’s solid melts into air
Rapid exchange
saturates the globe
sprawling networks
meltdown frozen relations
Species drift
anthropocene in flames
total withdrawal
caught up into runaway feedback
Mobile enclosures
circulating control
in every direction
all roads lead to immanent eclipse
an infinite expanse
a virtual abyss
Wash away, fall into, drown beneath...Icy streams of calculation
Fade away, dissolve into, disappear...All that’s solid melts into air
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3. |
Children of Light
04:22
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Look at their faces
Coming down the line
Agony and ecstasy
Human and divine
Glassy eyes
A solemn gaze
Plastic skin
A sacred frame
Clothed in glory and bathed in light
Children of God and heirs of life
Assembled together without pain
Born incorrupt and without stain
Power and proportion, passion and grace
Immaculate marriage of the sacred and profane
Infinite mind incarnate in silicone
Unto us a new child is born
Look at their bodies
Curvature and line
Strength and elegance of
Angelic design
Flawless shape
Fair and free
A plastic race
Sovereign machine
Clothed in glory and bathed in light
Children of God and heirs of life
Assembled as one at the end of days
A new creation without constraint
Power and proportion, passion and grace
Immaculate marriage, of the sacred and profane
Infinite mind, incarnate in silicone
Unto us a new child is born
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4. |
Weightless
03:52
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Roam astray
through the barren desert of the real
Wander for miles and miles
through the wasteland of yesterday's ruins
Walk away
The end has already come and it’s gone
The monuments have all collapsed
the gods are resigned to silence
Fragments of a former world
rearranged to hide the truth
Appearance is all that remains
Amusement is the only end
Possible to conceive
A Weightless world
Comes to the fore
Swifter than thought
Thin as a shadow Cast to the ground
Disappear
Behind a dense fog of pictures and sounds
Where the substance of self dissolves
Into a circle of seamless exchange
Reappear
In a pastiche of symbols and signs
Abandon all memory
Drift into a timeless expanse
Empty noise pours out
of a banal masquerade
eyes move across the crowded room
finding nothing but familiar strangers
A dim light shines
On every face and in every eye
A festival of flashing desire
An escape from every nagging doubt, anxious dread, and unease
A Weightless world
Comes to the fore
Swifter than thought
Thin as a shadow Cast to the ground
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5. |
Artificial Terrain
03:23
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Cut it down
Break the links of the golden chain
Cut it out
Discard all corporeal norms
In and out
Move between disparate bodies and forms
Open up
Open wide to the powers at play
Even though
Even though we’re still confined to flesh
Skin and blood must surrender to steel
Even though
The boundaries appear fixed in place
At once a new world will appear
Sever all bonds
Tear down the sky
Flatten the sphere
Fashion a ladder to plunder the clouds
Interface to command
Integrate to compute
Intercourse and produce
Man is born from the ground of artificial terrain
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6. |
Empty Time
02:16
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Empty time...
The past is on repeat
Each moment comes and goes The clock ticks forward
By the logic of the ghosts
Empty time...
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7. |
Uncanny Valley
04:01
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Like a waking dream
desire looks into what cant be, but still
must find an image to animate
Virtual caress
uncorrupted by blood and flesh, beyond
the limits of material constraints
Intimate design
manifest between world and mind, realized
in affection running deeper than skin
Nature and history
coalesce at euphoric speed, at once
Simulation, finally set free
Are these the lips
is this face that cast
a thousand ships, into the sea?
Are these the lips,
is this face that cast
a thousand ships, into the sea?
O what a world!
Of what delight we dream
Every step as utility
O what a world!
Of what delight we dream
Every breath as utility
Like a waking dream
Delusion integrates all belief, to compose
an image of reality
Synthetic bliss
Consumes all blood and flesh,in the end
Leaving only ghostly remains
Nature and intelligence
compound and compress,at once
generating fatal consequence
The Human frame
Subject to myth and praise,erased
Annihilation under way
Are these the lips
is this face that cast
a thousand ships, into the sea?
Are these the lips
is this face that cast
a thousand ships, into the sea?
Cut off the branch, burn all remains
All that binds us here below
Cut off the branch, burn all remains
All that binds us here below
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Rumors / Visions
03:33
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Rumors of wealth
Visions of war
The world still turns
With increasing remorse
Reality protests
With tremors and shakes
The angel of history
Slams her feet on the breaks
Normalized crisis
At exponential speed
Strung out mobs
clutching their screens
Searching for exits
From a decadent age
With ironic surrender
A desperate escape
Fissures and cracks
Spread through the walls
The houses are empty
The people are gone
Staring into
Vacant eyes
Grinding teeth
The TV streams
With no relief
Faces are locked
A curtain is drawn
Upon a setting sun
A candle is lit
Feel it decay
Watch it crumble
Attention fades
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Romeo's Eclipse
04:15
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Counting down each day until the silence spreads
overwhelms the noise
When the cloud expands over land and sea
to cover every inch of the globe
A torrential rain will pour
flooding valley and hill,city and field
Man, woman, and child swept into the waves
till every fragment of our world disappears
Data flows through channel and vein
action and choice, reason and will
Piling wealth hand over fist
nature and labor— to fortune and excess
squeezing out every last drop
from the sweat of your brow and the breath in your lungs
crawling on your hands and your knees
search for a crumb, then look to the sky for relief?
Bent over with your face to the ground
waiting on the sound of a voice to appear
Walking on the edge of a cliff Staring down in the fog and the mist
Whose voice did you hear in the wind
Behind the rocks, and the thorns, dust and the dirt?
Whose face did you see in the cloud
In the haze of the smoke and the light?
Waking dreams draw to a close,
turn into stone, and sink to the bottom of the sea
A voice in the wilderness cries, but no one is there
A new tongue of number and code,
inside of every mouth and every ear
Whose voice did you hear in the wind
in the rocks and the thorns dust and the dirt?
Whose face did you see in the cloud
past the edge of the cliff at the bottom of the abyss?
Counting down each day until the silence spreads
overwhelms the noise
A torrential rain will pour
flooding valley and hill,city and field
Man, woman, and child swept into the waves
till every fragment of our world disappears
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