PARTICLES OF LIGHT
© Electric Babylon Music Author: M.M.
In an atmosphere of silence a new heaven is framed, in the friction and
function a world is tamed, almost endless rations of time and tides,
still born fortunes and death bed brides, I end I begin; touch of the
weightless will, informed by the senseless moans of the ghost of the
kill, meaning; just the luck of the dictionary’s draw, stuck upon the
point of the witless all.
In a wordless waiting of a timeless wait, a dead donor is borne from
memory’s gate, the negative still is unbelievable blue, this ancient
rhythm’s rust feels nubile new, any wisdom that plots the heresy of
instinct’s grace, is the hideous coil of matter behind the face, these
worlds are made from the crumbs of god’s dreams, fleshless geometry
of shadows and themes.
Dependent on the atomic mercy of an untamed sun, a man is a debt to
mankind till his dire days are done, all his motion synched to the static
point of soul, all his empty places lost in the context of control, the
vicious pull of gravity bends the plot of the scheme, till the dreamer
becomes the only victim in the dream, all sugared shadows and gray
area graveyards, his life a traded token down at the slave yards.
Solid body of his weakness displayed in muscle tone, the sense of
subject tied object in a shadow bone, consensual forgiveness in the
kiss of this heat devoured, in this exchange of emptiness the medium
is empowered, the dead loneliness of particles unmatched of direction,
can only cult and clan for the chemicals of connection, a starving moon
in agenda of darkness waits divine, for language of the light the
substance of the sign.