patti smith - 25th floor

We do not eat flower of creation.
We do not eat, eat anything at all.
Love is, love was, love is a manifestation.
I'm waiting for a contact to call.
Love's war. Love's cruel. Love's pretty, love's pretty cruel tonight.
I'm waiting here to refuel.
I'm gonna make contact tonight.
Love in my heart. The night to exploit.

stoned in space. zeus. christ. it has always been rock and so it is and so it shall be. within the context of neo rock we must open up our eyes and seize and rend the veil of smoke which man calls order. pollution is a necessary result of the inability of man to reform and transform waste. the transformation of waste is perhaps the oldest preoccupation of man. man being the chosen alloy, he must be reconnected—via shit, at all cost.
inherent with(in) us is the dream of the task of the alchemist to create from the clay of man. and to re-create from excretion of man pure and then soft and then solid gold.
all must not be art. some art we must disintegrate. positive (anarchy must exist.)

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