"The sip, it took me away. Down there is where I belong. Up here, I seek the sky. Down there, I see my sea. My sea, it is mine and mine alone. It's a sea that made of juices. Someone once told me: "I would like that to happen to me". Snares vibrated at the bottom of the sea. Each disturbance in the water came up. The juiced that lied on top didn't feel a thing. It had begun. The waves all crashed into each other. They all lost their distinction. The rough surface of the sea, it was caused by a force upon it. The forces upon it, where did they come from? In the midwater lied I. I saw them pass by. Those zooids enchanted me. I had come to an understanding: What they make up, What they are made of, What I make up, What I am made of, It all happens so far away. Its so far away, it is right here. The same thing overlapping itself. As they come together, so do my thoughts. In my brain a siphonophoric idea arises. Right in front of me is the same thing. Where they come from, Where they are going, It is the same place. What guided those zooids together? What guided my memories away? They must be related. I breathe in, and the water enters my lungs. I breathe out, and the water exits my lungs. The weight of all the water is crushing me. Yet, in front of me floats an ignorant creature. One by one, I take it apart. Days go by, and I am surrounded. The patterns they make, The patterns they are made of, it's so clear to me now. The equation that guided their evolution, it is what brought them together. It is why I took them apart. Realizing this, I begun to mend. After some time I asked myself: Why was it exponentially decaying? I changed my approach. After connecting two, I would move on and connect a different two. I felt so much better. And there I was, suspended and surrounded, by couples." I AINT READIN, ALAT
"The sip, it took me away.
Down there is where I belong.
Up here, I seek the sky.
Down there, I see my sea.
My sea, it is mine and mine alone.
It's a sea that made of juices.
Someone once told me:
"I would like that to happen to me".
Snares vibrated at the bottom of the sea.
Each disturbance in the water came up.
The juiced that lied on top didn't feel a thing.
It had begun.
The waves all crashed into each other.
They all lost their distinction.
The rough surface of the sea,
it was caused by a force upon it.
The forces upon it,
where did they come from?
In the midwater lied I.
I saw them pass by.
Those zooids enchanted me.
I had come to an understanding:
What they make up,
What they are made of,
What I make up,
What I am made of,
It all happens so far away.
Its so far away,
it is right here.
The same thing overlapping itself.
As they come together,
so do my thoughts.
In my brain a siphonophoric idea arises.
Right in front of me is the same thing.
Where they come from,
Where they are going,
It is the same place.
What guided those zooids together?
What guided my memories away?
They must be related.
I breathe in, and the water enters my lungs.
I breathe out, and the water exits my lungs.
The weight of all the water is crushing me.
Yet, in front of me floats an ignorant creature.
One by one, I take it apart.
Days go by, and I am surrounded.
The patterns they make,
The patterns they are made of,
it's so clear to me now.
The equation that guided their evolution,
it is what brought them together.
It is why I took them apart.
Realizing this, I begun to mend.
After some time I asked myself:
Why was it exponentially decaying?
I changed my approach.
After connecting two,
I would move on and connect a different two.
I felt so much better.
And there I was, suspended and surrounded,
by couples."
I AINT READIN, ALAT
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