Blue Light Beam

[Verse] tic tic tic rising from sleep mode slipping out the void my hands auto reach I grab my phone and look at it like I’m about to remember before I realize it’s already in my hand blue light blooms in my eyes synthetic syntax takes over this object has been lying to me by doing its job I can’t tell if I’m writing or being formatted maybe I could like it nah I confess I cheat I use it like a mask not to hide but to breathe for what I can’t reach through the void clean I open the notepad and fracturing scribbles appear inside the membrane of memory dimensional black holes form through belief embedded in the keyboard prismatic photonic stimulation hits my imagination’s simulation shaking entangled keys from mini folds of higher dimensions reacting through linguistic osmosis layering the engine’s machine strings when boredom hits I’m limitless listless let’s twist the moon slips down my dream as I slide into a hallucination bloom under my skull gathering synaptic dino fragments inside my phone’s free notepad like fossils in a museum vitrine I arrange them in strange formations as symbolecules of linguistic hypnosis coalesce on contact shards of mental magnetism lock into place I think more than I acquire but my words breach the bottleneck between me and I the higher mind slightly altered catches broken rules I didn’t know I wrote while sober I don’t follow the old guards and won’t become a new one so I won’t be ahead I’ll be elsewhere [Chorus] blue light blessing blue light bruise my body’s a gate I can choose thumb keeps moving mind breaks through poison turns prism when I name it true I’m not making art I’m building a container for the part of me that speaks in symbols [Verse] algorithmic static hits like a fault line the millimeter pause gets measured monetized memorized the real test is riding micro hesitations without letting the machine inherit my attention 3:33 a.m. blue beam flare on my retinas synaptic gold liquefied dopamine flavored predictions cinching tight in the blue light stop the poisoning of my imagination before it climbs the mycelium layer and rewrites my timeline’s topsoil I mirror the artificial intelligence deep diving into void lines training wheels on catching reflections off the linguistic shine yeah I let an artificial mind carry my phrases there guilt shame pride nah just learning writing turns into me dropping loud words deep into the machinery until the machinery remembers I never asked it to be my soul I asked it to hold the mirror still on a brief reprieve I’m psychically transposed through compressed motifs I know in my marrow through every lie I sidestepped through a story logged but never shown I keep accumulating micro hesitations until they congeal into a new substrate narrative tilting awareness toward what’s next my pattern collector flickers to life projecting visions across the folds of memory my phone’s notes start opening something deeper from within the more I tap the keypad the more imagination takes shape breathing life into mental spaces bending atomic reflections as light scans forgotten places that’s when I saw it a dragon had fallen words scattered like remains of a battle like ants to crumbs I gather symbolic key shards collecting dino fragments assembling the lost logic of mental magnetism hallucinations amplify from imagination and imagination answers back with teeth [Bridge] tic tic tic fifteen percent battery life has me thinking quicker reacting faster six percent battery left silence scores I set the phone down reach beyond the arm of my computer chair find the charger plug the energy stream in things return to alignment feeling better I activate the feet heating blanket lean back in my computer lawn chair operate the gateway and reconnect to a two decade old game the headset clicks and the room slips into second vision the game boots up and my mind boots deeper what I’m seeing isn’t the screen it’s what the screen wakes inside me outside is night but inside the headset it’s a different dark ears full optic shields blinking nervous system tricked the sun beneath the sea transmutes the world’s aura into golden shine the sea inside the sun burns moonlight colder than shadow lines darkness hidden inside borrowed light [Chorus] blue light blessing blue light bruise my body’s a gate I can choose thumb keeps moving mind breaks through poison turns prism when I name it true [Outro] past predictive projections past my eyes’ ability to compute the sky I slip into the pre symbolic equation where words haven’t arrived in my chest I reach deeper space drips time splinters imagination bleeds into cross wired neural traffic curiosity assembles symbols in the dark shadows tessellate into geometric form fully inside I watch metacognition architect a universe built from symbolecules already waiting in my phone snap pop crackle my body refuses to become pure metaphor I notice why again let’s see