Cure
“Everything that was once inside of me is now outside.”
with just a flick of light, the feeble mind gets turned into dust. an entire world of malice contained inside a ball of flame. surrendering to the thoughts buried deep inside the graves of our consciousness. a common held belief in the lie that not everyone is capable of evil. ants trapped inside of the alienating cage of our vast modern architecture. an open space where we all suffocate under the unknown. when the devil arrives, he won’t come with horns and a red tail. he’s already here, all around us. all the time. there’s something profoundly wrong here. we don’t know who, what, when, or why these things are happening but it’s not going to stop. a cycle never stops.
it lingers.