Sunday, September 28, 2008
Walking into our future image of what we were meant to be
from dust to divine
Ash to Metal
Plugging in - Plugging out
Becoming The Machine
Entranced in the Quest for Perfection,
All gods estranged.
All flesh contained.
In need of connection,
We dance with strangers.
We seek justification of our being.
Is this what we came here for? Is this why we stay?
Will someone please shut the fuck up,
And JUST LOVE ME
even for a moment?
There will be a day
when the man will become borg.
a day when man will become what he's trying so hard to run away from.
Stripped down to the bare ESSENCE of His Unholy Existence.
Will we still be bored to death with ourselves?
or will we just be STILL BORN,
Of DUST & BONE
DIVINE, yet forever