the world of power will try to
exert control upon its subjects
wants, desires entertaining false needs
slowly covering the senses
until one day the wool is
mistaken for reality
at the moment death suspends
itself as a new place
is inhabited by illusion
with direct lines of manipulation
from our brothers’ and sisters’ minds
through their brains, connected to
all sockets of pleasure
through their filtered senses, clouded by
the will of power
the framework is already present
although we try to move from the
material to the spiritual,
the survival instinct remains,
a symptom of our existence

dream brilliantly, and awaken to life

Editor’s note – Written on July 24, 2001