Mechanical Phoenix

Orphaned ideas, fusion with this undying snowflake

Melting…but nothing lost…

Another form…different incarnations

Brains are snowing sites

Mental skiing on neuronal paths

Sport of the dreamers

Transformation, such a natural movement

Unavoidable and so necessary

It passes…and I die frequently…to be reborn on the next moment…

Death is part of my short term cycle…for the absolute delight of Life



There’s a Phoenix in all of us

Rising out when given the chance

Sweeping across dull horizons

To offer back their fire to the Grays

The universal teapot is bursting with possibilities

Let’s drink more…shall we ?



Extracting the sky from your pulsating heart

Hands outstretched, gray minds, deviant strips of flesh; ingredients to a corporate form

Call me human but I won’t drop it…flattery won’t budge the sludge of time

Indeed…in need of some bakeries you will stand strong

But this fleeting colossus shall not prevail

I don’t think so…



At the top of the pyramid…weather is far better

…and you’ll never know

Keep on crawling



A perpetual flood of obligations

To douse the flaming hearths of rebellion

Taming the wilds

Flaunting the art of deception

Stabbing backs while they watch the buffoons in their act



Empires rise, Empires fall

Structures collapse and lords are disgraced

But no power shall ever strip humanity

Of its creative capacity



The sea is waiting, don’t waste seashells…

What a wonderful evening



Empires rise, Empires fall

Structures collapse and lords are disgraced

But a free Phoenix stands tall



Drip your personality into my open arms

Soak your feelings into the black hole of abuse

Wash your pain unto others

Don’t try anything new…it could be interesting…

What a nice machine you are!