She says, go on now Over sexualise the rocks the sun the sand and then pixel fuck them.
Go wild in your virtual abyss.
Oh miss internet user i miss the dance i need to exist.
Now a frozen mega-bite
My new wants are set automatically,
auto-locked auto-saved over worked.
i eat overcooked expectations and their derivatives while Deleuze is delousing my i but no …
i don't want the same as u do.
Stay in a dark place and think.
Check in' in a professional manner,
copy paste and multiply and send far far away.
Colonialism at the age of no return
No potatoes no black jack
no jack potatoes on couch mode only soft pillows are real here
everything else, a simulation with no scent attached.
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…the information was misspelled unchewed and mistranslated.
The revolution will never leave the text.
A re-evolution needs a good back up.
It's long missing in those days when the air was spicy,
inhaling inspiration outdoors.
But, out there is a too cold or too hot.
So stay online and have some appetising thoughts.
You may, keep your memos and screenshots in order.
Order in, stay in and wild out.
A liquid version of internet could be the cock tail for the future,
but the cock need a chromosome Y and and an egg
i only need an i and and an eye
Individualism when peripheral vision is out of sync
Why bother with the surround sound
My mother tongue is mute,
i just press random play,
is all somewhere in my home made disk,
is all in my hard core drive ´
and i play hard to get it,
i repeat and reload and replay.
Oh replay, everyday
Everyday looks the same on my screen.
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