“I live in a big golden box, as pretty much I believe you do too. Its comfortable and I operate amongst it’s formidable walls doing and being as best I can amongst the living and the dead. Everything in my box is me. I create its parameters and live accordingly via ritual, and personal dogma and perpetuate the illusion that everything is ok. It’s not ok. By choice and by decision unbeknownst to you, you are the visual elite. And picked, and plucked, chosen now groomed to be the very best that you were meant to be. Continue finessing and embellishing and creating accents to other people’s dreams continue your sleepwalking ways.
The time is to create and make your god given gift an austerity at most, your greatest ally. Say what you’ve always wanted to say. Nothing is sacred. Your weapon is your eye; your gift is its execution. Your desire is to be heard. “Destroy The Machines.’ Destroy you, and be free” purge your inner most desires, and bring again light where there was darkness. Question everything. Question you?”
Destroy The Machines
by Josh Vanover & Victor Antonio