A Hymn to Art

An explosion
A release
No longer bound, freedom from the non existent past…

Throw down milky wet memory
Space is where we’re going
We will use our silver bodies
Translucent and shimmering

Ascend, Evolve, Revolve, Revolt.
All is love. Tragedy is LOVE

Burst through all boundaries
Lift up your feet and fly
Soar up up up up
IAO Thosis multi-god/dess
of my true will

Sub-atomic, embryonic, speed trails and vapour.
I will be Son, in Birth be done, I am, I can
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