abruptspiralcollaps(prod. by tragedy)

written and performed by stranded

prod. by tragedy

tragedy  +  stranded  =  wind/cloud  (pronounced: wind and cloud)

* track is taken from the album "thesandwinter", available for purchase at the following link:

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subtle beauty
like when the moon reflects the rays the sun is shooting
may it neglect the day
so that the night may stay like when a governor stops an execution
to increase their resolution
i practice using my eyes with incense to the face
like san te when his head is moving
i stare with anger
there are 18 pairs of chambers
i do not fear
i am but aware of danger
the mind is clear when it is paired with nature
knowledge is made permanent with rhythm and nomenclature
it is a system like stone and paper
telepathy
phones and pagers
my muppet baby imagination has always left me alone with strangers
new ideas and concepts of cognitive shape
a light year is a distance
not an amount of time
that's a common mistake
an object behaves relative to its time and its space
therefore if it changed the two
it would follow their fate
this is food for thought for you all
fuxkers
swallow the plate
but have a seat
‘cause with its gravity you'll probably faint
open your mind to its most conscious of states
like william hurt when he got in the tank and his body reshaped

behold beauty in just moments
like bob ross when he paints
it's like breathing under water with no oxygen tank

swim in the vast ocean of space
the still motion escape
close your eyes and open your gates
let your chakra spiral all over the place
then reacquire it and hold it in place
or else
let your soul be erased

time changes
space distorts
people change shape and morph
they walk their paths and roads fork
they must do the math and go forth
like pestilence
war
famine and death on a lone horse
and double back if they arrive somewhere they don't want
just relax
take the other path and so forth

life isn't as easy as getting heat with a blowtorch
it's difficult
like getting five mics in the old source
when you encounter problems
isolate them like a cold wart
and their lifespans will grow short


the pressure and pain
the grief that we are living with
everyday
this heavy burden that we must lift
is nothing more than separating instances
it's all about the weight being evenly distributed
so do the math and calculate
divide and conquer your problems
solutions will amalgamate
more often than not
silly humans doubt the strength of their own minds
terrified - - to make up their own minds
no semblance of self
their third eye closed
blind
when you refuse to be yourself
you're just a shell
the soul dies
walking dead
a body with a hollow head
remote control
doing what who you follow says
a dangerous state of mind like drinking 'til the bottle ebbs
or like when drugs are associated with frying eggs
a bunch of phony bitches
scared to death to be alone and different
you're all the same with different names
like most religions
you've lost your mind and you don't know it's missing
why is it considered insane to make your own decisions

to live as a slave is no way of living
why don't you just get in a grave
and go away
good riddance
the hatred i have for the human race is so specific
it isn't just random
my hatred has its own logistics
i keep saying 'IMAGINE'
but no one listens
they go through life happy
trapped outside their soul's dimension
not even reluctant
they do it of their own volition
like children with “just a little cut”
what a load of fiction
with no demon
there's no dust
hence
no resistance
the golden compass represents showing interest
you have to put forth effort
measure growth in inches
when those are given
take a mile
fuxker go the distance
you have to tear muscles to give them extra strength
they will regenerate stronger than they were yesterday
don't look back
look ahead
farther everyday
for tomorrow is the hardest test that you will ever take