out of Context;
‘even for as late as the game is now, i need to adapt or die in this newly informed social order that has accrued without me, but what use is it to give out this much clear information at once?… i was enjoying a slightly better mutual friendship with my longtime live-in lover, many times i have been the untrustworthy one between the two of us and for that i have piled regret up to the doorstep in the demand for restitution, or even the one without the same mapping of mutual benefit that would have naturally lead to a more profound relationship instead of being tired and unfulfilled…’
revision on a work-in-progress
original songcraft by C. Michael Keaton
excerpt-‘to take a look at truth… you must go for it
to see the goal clear enough… cannot just run to catch up
bring on the irony!!!…
a noiseless conspiracy… to hide the fears
the insane and senseless… flock to the seers
‘whor-ree-ors come out and play-ee-ay!’…’
out of Context;
‘the sluggish inner dimension blown wide open for the furnace chamber it is, the heart centered at the top of the ribs, and the pulse a dead beat rising in rhyme to the reason twisting the corpse alive… the labyrinthine threads through which the needle eye accepts only a few, the straws that break the camel’s back, and your mother becomes suddenly struck awake and alive as well… up through that rotted birth canal which we all jettison through, the womb has no other choice than to obey the fist, this the where the creative purge comes in handy, so-to-speak… the Slow Children are not necessarily retarded children, but merely socially unacceptable mental cases to some degree, this is the haunting realism to the situation currently prescribed the vacant mind through a spastic reflex media…’
presented by the DJB, and interpretations taken from his mix disc made May of 2008.
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; ‘just standing here in empty space
transcending beyond sex and race
stand in the light, fade into night
tripping through being a chemical machine…’
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; ‘…in a sea of lies
beneath a perpetuating deity
decried, deity disguised
false face reveal your demon eyes…’
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; “I am your prophet of pain; the pulpit insane
I am the one of which you cannot speak
I am the one of freakish dementia…”
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; ‘lavish the love for your own soul when you can
while you can hold it in your hands
before you betray the true function
rusting primordial source for reproduction…’
original lyrics by Aaron Hensley
excerpt; “‘Cause there’s a battle outside
and there’s no place to hide
no escape from the violence malevolent…”