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from Psychedelic Anxiety by frances chang

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lyrics

the aesthetics of erasure
the fate of echo

But we bring october with us

to feel around in that space where i used to be
held in that firm, tender way i needed
and now , broken strings of years later,
i return to that mental grove for the thousandth time
wondering if the hand is still living, invisibly

remember diner day?
lost in the tactile shapes of each other’s idiosyncrasies
christmas song delight of the local personality
warm each other up from the cold expanse of space

but we both know it’s really all out there, don’t we?
aren’t we both en route to remembering?

or are we just playing at it.
in the shallows on a date with death,
eating disgust over an appetizer of shifting sands.
that was the third or fourth time i’d kicked it
with him in three years, old hades.
you know it just terrifies me
i don’t think you could ever love me the way i love you.

i love being scared of the moon with you more
than i love being scared of my own shadow
alone in the middle of my birthday party

the key the key the key the key…
how can understanding understand itself?

the inner knows, the outer is buried in ignorance.

i am your dreams and i try to send letters
my first language is symbol
i don’t speak non-secret

back in the unfailingly blackout drunk days
under the finnocence a thought would cohere
a who-knows-how-long-rooted seed would finally sprout
those synapses would cross and spark just so
a fateful show

and a new idea would come into being
an innocuous bite-sized revelation ,
and the next day, having plain forgotten the entire night ,
that same thought would again come into being, just as before.
people would say, “you said that already”.
you know it would have been born one way or the other.
it was bound to make it through that fatty wall
up from the depths of pandora’s box and out my mouth.

is that karma
the inevitability of what is meant to bubble up

or is it something more fixed?
it’s more than individuality that is crushed beneath fatalism .
it’s every presumption of the typical value of living.
the notion of freedom
well, there is a choice :
willingly follow, or be dragged,
kicking and screaming,
dissociating,
depressing,
panicking,
raging

sorry to scare you.

i don’t claim to understand
that someone wrote it all down beforehand
but you’ve gotta admit, we don’t have control
over what bubbles up.
if you really think about it.
we don’t really have that much control over ourselves.
i mean we can try. but i guess what i’m trying to say is
we don’t have control over
what we don’t yet have control over
it’s irrefutable- that iron chain of cause and effect

I’m not advocating abdicating
but it’s a bloody race against yourself
to outrun your own desire for blindness, for innocence.

I’m all for trying as best you can
… it’s all there is to do.
that and try to find it within yourself
to wish love upon you and everyone
and everything there is.

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from Psychedelic Anxiety, released February 16, 2024

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