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Status Quo Antebellum
09:28
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Where is the brightness in everything coming from? It's coming from the sun, it's coming from you. It's been compromised, inhibited, omitted, immediate relinquishing, re sequencing is hindering, abrupt bewilderment is stifling, disquieting as darkness ignites latent reactionary tendencies, to ensure the presence of capital human beings. Recursive misinformation braces insidious pressure to surrender consent, feed the hatred in people, dismantle their communities, exploit the psychophysical affects, offer life meaning in between streaming malignant iconic memories replay the advertisements drive the deification of wealth, inherited, while I'm affectless, repressed motionless the oligarchic corporate elite is buying machines that make machines, that make machines, tell me... Have I been misunderstood? Tell me I haven't been misunderstood. Trigger me. Ineffective education, low waged workers toil for freedom, epidemic malnutrition, normative alcoholism. Have I been misunderstood? Tell me I haven't been misunderstood. Trigger me. Functional illiteracy, up surging in equality, debilitating poverty, environmental degradation in the age of information. It's a race with a destination to an undisclosed location, capacitate genocide of populism, endow the arms and the ammunition. They own the press and the oceans, legalize bribery, watch the guilty walk free. will we be still quietly? will we hope whole heartedly for the brightness of truth? For the brightness in everything? for the brightness of truth. For the brightness beyond the grave?
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Cognitive Dissonance
05:45
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I should have known.
I should have stopped.
I should have sat down.
I could’ve gone for a walk the moment that the taste of emotion became tempting…the moment that I felt my spine tying into knots.
I had to remake my bed to find a place to be.
The first time I raised my head the net between us was still hanging.
Yeah, I’m still hanging on.
I couldn’t see the weeping bells, or the blueness of blue July’s sky.
I couldn’t feel the impermanent sunlight’s iridescence effortlessly breaching the canopy.
All to watch my peace leave me…
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Fall away unsecured leaves of ill-gotten gains, and bring me whatever you think I should have, take me outside, afford me a tool I can utilize.
Guide me wherever you think I could thrive, draw me inside, afford me the strength to identify with the pulse of all that is, without the film of whispers, liberate potentiality to oscillate, recover…relate, respond and amplify until there is no other…or, stay the same, play the same game, fan the flame…
Space will remain, and we’ll gather around it.
We can rise above the impulse to attain, I’m sure… that this is a new day, the sun has summoned us to accompany her, we don’t need a map now, we don’t need a map to be shown the only way to relinquish everything that we have been coerced to follow behind.
Shed light, shed fear, shed what confines you…or, stay the same, play the same game, fan the flame….
Space will remain, and we’ll gather around it, we can rise above the impulse to attain, I’m sure.
Relinquish everything that we have been coerced to follow behind.
Shed light, shed fear, shed what reminds you…or, stay the same, play the same game, pass the blame…
Space will remain.
I’m revolving around, I’m surrounded by true beauty.
As realization makes clear the importance of all I’ve been exploring, it’s all burrowing in.
I’m becoming the fundamental part of who I really am, and the more attention it
demands, the more incapable of neglecting the truth I’ve been…
Pushed to one side, and I can feel that balance is on its way.
You need my sustained attention to draw me in and waste me.
I want to have trouble finding the words I need to hear to return to fearing fear being unwarranted.
I want to have trouble succumbing to conditioning that leaves me feeling like something’s missing from me…
I am a complete individual.
I refuse to get caught up in a rush or feel that rushing is the key.
When I get there, there will be a there…there-ing me in the face, turning around for me to chase after.
Yeah, there will do all kinds of things to you to try to make you forget that you are consciousness…
And then you’re caught up, find yourself all turned around, and then you’re reaching out…
I’ve followed it home, no I’m not answering my phone.
This man’s world would kill me with his unsteady hands, take my life so arbitrarily…
He’d grow inside of me… weigh me down, take my life where I stand…
If he can find me where I’m hiding, without a map, without a single note…
Find me where I’m hiding.
Take me outside, afford me a tool I can utilize.
Guide me wherever you think I could thrive.
Draw me inside, afford me the space to identify.
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AJ Froman San Diego, California
AJ Froman is Albert Bowman, John Joyce, Jeff Shaefer, Sarah Norwood, Patrick DeWit, and Jimmy Ovadia. A psychedelic, progressive, experimental music project from San Diego consisting of driving dancy riffs and melodic breakdowns.
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