Until We Burn

September 4, 2012
Music, Poetry

Scorched by you

Swallowed by fumes

Feel the love of the dark side

I am the blood you will sacrifice?

 

Burnt by you

Nothing is true

Lost again to the far side

Are we alone when we fantasize?

 

Torched by you

Beginnings are new

Danger lives in the half-light

Keep on fuelling our appetite

 

Saved by you

This is something we do

Hypnotized by the bright light

We’re gonna live through the afterlife

 

Is this love I feel?

Let’s take you to the bridge until

The fire that we set is still

And everything we know is real

 

Is this love I feel?

Let’s take it to the edge until

The dreams we escape reveal

More than what we know is real

 

Lost in the way of you

Burnt alive by the way of you

Could never stand in the way of you

I’m an addict for the drug of you

 

You’ve been living like a ghost machine

Producing dreams in dreams

Only I can see

Dreams in dreams

Only I can hear

Dreams in dreams

Only I could feel

 

Am I alone with a hopeless desire?

Never knowing

Never knowing if I’ll ever go higher

But the fire, the fire

Always burns the same

Ravaging the neurons

Inside my brain

Reconnecting new ones

Inside of my veins

Trying ever harder

Not to go insane

I’m falling, I’m falling

I don’t know your name

In this dream-life state

You never stay the same

 

Is this love I feel?

Let’s take you to the bridge until

The fire that we set is still

And everything we know is real

 

Is this love I feel?

Let’s take it to the edge until

The dreams we escape reveal

More than what we know is real

 

Is This Revolution?

September 4, 2012
Music, Poetry

Is there a distance

Between here and now?

A space

A moment

Time lost in a movement

With more obsessions

More useless possessions

Clouding judgment

Obscuring light

Wasting away

Instead of fighting the good fight

A jolt to the system

Run into the streets

Electrified by knowledge

Radicalized by wisdom

The distance between

Here and now

Is no longer

Now and then

 

Is this revolution?

A dream or illusion

Human evolution

In a state of confusion

Is this all we know?

 

Is this revolution?

A real-time illusion

Troubled evolution

Man a wait the solution

Is this all we know?

 

From the east

To west

From the black

To the gold

From a system

To religion

City rises

From a crisis

And the ash

To the cash

To money

And the millions

To minions

Show resilience

I’m a rebel

Like the devil

We’re the future

We’re the science

Populations

Simulation

Irration

Tell a nation

Bout the facts

To the tax

Im’ll scratch

My name

To a wall

Till the brickwork

A’ fall

You’ll crawl

‘Pon your knees

You a beg

People please

 

From the drugs

To the fluids

Inhalation

Suffocation

Fire station

Uprisings

Kill sedation

Elevation

From a dead zone

To a war zone

No fly zone

To the chromosomes

Gonna fly home

Tap the telephone

Of the cellular

Ammunition

Coming regular

From the secular

To the replicas

From the fist

To the flag

Stop your mind

Running mad

Cosmic master

Tell the world

‘Bout the future

That you’re after

From the east

To the west

Black and gold

Strapped in bold

Cross your chest

 

 

In Time

August 30, 2012
Film

I saw this film over the weekend, great idea, reminded me of Time Patrol

Time rather than money is the currency in the recent science fiction film In Time. At the age of 25, the citizens in the future world the film depicts are given only a year more to live. To survive any longer, they must earn extra time. The decadent rich have centuries of empty time available to fritter away, while the poor are always only days or hours away from death. In Time is, in effect, the first science fiction film about precarity – a condition that describes an existential predicament as much as it refers to a particular way of organizing work.