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Notes:
1. Written on June 20th, 2019
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comprehension/recollection
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Notes:
1. Made in October 2019
2. Although the words were written months ago
3. And the music made even longer ago than that
4. And it was filmed from 2014 onwards, in bits and pieces
5. Some of which you can see in longer form here
6. If you like long slow minutes of time
7. Also thank you to Chriddof for the narration
8. And help with the sound mixing
9. Thank you, too, to toby vok and vom vorton for the music
10. And my dad, for filming the sunrise at the beginning
11. And the rest of my family for letting me film them
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the dead are restless
we bury them
yet they linger
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Notes:
1. Written on October 26th, 2019
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The labyrinth was built over several generations, new pathways added every few years at the whims of each successive lord, until eventually the maze was so large and complex, so tightly woven and dense in self-referentiality, that the people of the town it encompassed (and embraced, and contained) could not only never find their way out, they could never reliably find their way home either.
Over time they settled in new houses, made new families, found new friends, and formed new communities to replace the ones they had lost in the ever-branching complexity of this prison in which they lived.
The lords grew ever angrier at this resistance. They built the maze ever larger, wove it ever tight, progressed, they imagined, ever closer to their dreams of complete control.
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Notes:
1. Written on July 3rd, 2019
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#105:
haven’t felt right
all morning
woken from dream
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#106:
something is wrong
with my heart
it aches, it aches
***
#107:
i need to cry
but i’m scared
i’ll never stop
***
#108:
not suicide
but instead
death by neglect
***
#109:
all i dream of
is to once
just be happy
***
#110:
anxiety
renders me
incapable
***
#111:
depressed depressed
depressed de
pressed depressed de
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#112:
wasted a week
playing no
mans fucking sky
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#113:
yes i am a
failure
of a human
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#114:
i have begun
to lose my
whole fucking mind
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#115:
my self laid bare
competence
is beyond me
***
#116:
i can’t keep my
heart beating
any longer
***
#117:
i cannot bring
myself to
believe you care
***
#118:
yes i could do
anything
if i weren’t me
***
#119:
a tiredness
creeping in
need something new
***
#120:
my teeth all buzz
as if they’re
electrified
***
#121:
imprecision
of language
a failing mind
***
#122:
i cannot write
anything
longer than this
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#123:
one two three four
five six sev
en eight nine ten
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#124:
i would blame this
on others
but it’s all me
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#125:
the crows nested
in my heart
the worms, my mind
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#126:
i like to sit
by the sea
dream of drowning
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#127:
a small comfort
in the dream
as if its real
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#128:
but then i wake
and somehow
its not the same
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#129:
please forgive me
for my crimes
i’ve repented
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#130:
i’m just not good
at any
thing at all
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Notes:
1. Written in September and October, 2019
2. Previous collections can be found here: #1; #2; #3; #4