A realization
I look to the sky and ponder my fixation on a world of plastic clouds
It is a film that is holding me together
A synthetic rise that is holding us and our time
Collodion stripped across my belly
Holding back the insides
The synthetic rise is holding us and our time
I am waiting for that moment
It is a film that holds me together
We and our existence are becoming one with a new synthetic lifeform
It is a wonder we remember how to breathe without a computer telling us to do so
We have baited a trap, but the prey is ourselves
What will we do when it all comes crashing down?
A synthetic rise of creations that can sure kill
And you start to think that Matrix shit is going down
Isn't it ironic that our own creations will outlast us?
Synthetic rise, fake salvation a time will come
It is no longer an opinion, a time will come
Remember yourself how to live again
Will come
Hey! A realization of my fixation