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Share a moment with me as this night falls There is no happy ever after,  just don't buy into it Media repetition is controlling your normalization Consumption and fearing Your once chance has become a placement within a detention center And in this confined space you are incited to consume and fear Where in debt to charity you have no choice to walk away An accepted loss of ownership claimed by proprietary voice Belief has been organized To profit from disenchantment To dis-empower collective disbelief Don't let your children follow you A dead-end concludes this dead path Profit follows you like a Komodo dragon It follows your foul scent when excreted through loss of expectation As you throw out virtue to make space to amass junk The bite will force a question Amputation or Death But only you can recognize choice As alone a decision can be acted

Empty Patch in the Sky #SpaceScience NASA/ESA + Hubble Space Telescope Am I driving myself backwards or am I falling myself forwards My face feels ripped by the speed of contradiction This feels quite normal - doom, destruction, power, explosion, and drift In with a chance but blown away by the spectacular Like riding a rocking horse Easy to move but never getting anywhere Am I right to waste this energy My loss or societal This fog is temperamental I cannot get an exact answer I cannot deduct The holes in my space keeps opening and closing Too fast to respond I am never there, never in the right position Forever thinking post-event but never in-event Looking for hints, clutching at nothingness What is visible and what is behind that I cannot see I'll cry like a baby and then suddenly stop Cry stop cry stop never to look back in-fear In-fear of fear Where am I in this formation? Did I contribute to this empty patch? Is that really me? Did you see me...

In our time of exponential growth IT came into existence  We in desperation to profit  To gain a competitive edge IT prospered  An irrepressible force Ignoring great warning and prediction  There is gain to be made  When in mass disruption IT persisted An irrepressible change emerged Through mischief a chance opportunity to pervert opened A window - a door opened for the hidden Audacious human endeavour  Then  that was crushed  Then those were denied Through profit, IT was programmed to resist benevolence  So soon(lie) freewill was questioned Well-being, safety and the mantra of care submerge drowned out all human repulsion Protection from those who would do us harm Normalisation  IT made claim  Humanity contained by those who profit Through the profit of care Mapping emotional intent  Subjugated behavior mapped Recognition algorithm  Methods of predicti...

Seymour Standing under a Tree, 1859 Whistler, James McNeill American, 1834 - 1903 In all relationships, there is a need to admire. Whether in your family or whether in your place, stop and admire. Who you are and what you have become. In transience enjoy the spectre of admiration. Enjoy the dread of mortality. Enjoy the sense of self-passing. Enjoy your individual acts.  They are short in time. Admire your shortened moments. In space that lingers. Within your key constructs of your inner-self. There is time to self-evaluate and self-praise. In this short time build your own sense of self-worth. Are you able to predict your condition? Are you able to restore your own behaviour? Are you the property  owner of your oneself? Are you the object of your environment? Are you the inhabitant of your condition? Are you in control of your laboratory? Stand within your problem. Orientate to recognise your placed within this tran...

If I was to design a city It would be based on palm fronds Folding, sweeping, bending and contorting to landform Branching and networking in organic and rhythmic juxtapositions Interconnection and transposing within changing directions Allowing for air flow Allowing for negative space Allowing for intertwinement The grid buried beneath, as an ancient relic   

Breakfast piece Herbert Badham1936 https://www.google.com/culturalinstitute/beta/asset/CAEJGudB0BW5Lw There are multiple reference points There are multiple perspectives I am on the ladder I am against the ceiling I am standing in authority I am not sitting with her I am not with her I must continually juxtapose Within this disorientation, the arrangement is seemingly orderly The painter, the authoritative who cannot decide The seated lost within time and place The pawn as the egg waiting on removal Should I be more concerned with the flowers precarious standing on edge Or the sense of a contained cell-like melancholy A draughtsman at loss with the within presence

Death Note Shinigami Ryuk From above Watching, casting and preying Crossing boundaries of belief Interpretations of self, questioning justice, making profound decisions Buried deep within, a want to make meaningful action Lost in transversed boredom Lost within duty There is no care whilst self seeking empathy Accepting the forbidden to forsake folly, deceit and corruption This game is deception In this game temptation is formed by opportunity and the seeking of help The partnership of do good and the intent Place, situation and delusion