Endlessly - rising straight through the eye
Like a flame of memories
Far too short to catch fragmentary view
On the inheritage
Custom made for us - the children of dawn
Timeless creatures take the world in a storm
Easy digestable our cultural stew
Somethings disturbing the view
Given zest to self-quotations by chance - there seems no way to escape
This magic blossom reveals - the
Entry port and all the doors been locked
To some eclectical wondertune we
Dance - imprisoned with fixed opened eyes
Floating purposeless - you must endure the performance
Custom made for us - the children of
Dawn - in a world of inflational charm
Timeless creatures take the world in
A storm - splendid selection - no harm
Cosmic flotations still disturbing the view - in every moment with you
On the essential vision
Grown from the bud - of uninhibited wildgrowth
Out of some mysterious cucoon - through the underground of
Inconcious observation - out of the associative
Bloated and pale - by chronical overcharge
The aching of our neuronal receptors - in a lasting fear of
Fatal imperfection - subconcious tensions spoil the view
All at once we're driven by the grand illusion - the magic fountain
Still persisting in tightly fixed connection - within the source bin
It's the promise - its waters are floating by
Like a brook in a fluorescent coiling sky
Coming out of the poisoned source -
It's trickles - still keep arriving
At the pretended centre of all pleasure - the praised emotions
At last the breakthrough - by now it's far too late
For any correction - I passed the gate
Accumulated within the wake of time
Coming to surface - in direct line
The sightless spirit of information of rhyme
Reclaims - no mercy - space and time
So finally recollecting time's toll
- In once obscure the ways did fall
We hardly realize the motion - wrested from a time unknown
A victim for the fight internally - the information age reclaims
The border of awareness dissolves in - the fractal sea of possibility