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We are horrible, greedy creatures who use our intelligence to consume, messing up the building blocks of existence. Our instincts support no cycle of give and take. We evolve along a straight line with no return of all we use up. We are users, takers, a wrecking machine that will eventually grind up its own mechanics.
I often dream about a world that creates no mess, wastes no resource, leaving a path of contribution, something positive to life. So many things are set in place that bring ruin on ourselves. Money rules science, creating medicine that kills us and an agriculture that is deformed and deforming, while standing still with our advancements in transportation. Aren't we smarter than this? We are polluting the world with the wheel instead of putting spaceships in every garage. Our contaminated capitalism has led us down a path with no intelligent progress towards human enlightenment.
While the frustration of our demise wears me down, I am still able to sink into the selfish pleasures of love. Like a weary rebel laying with his companion while setting aside the trials of their minds. That closeness can create a new artifact. One by one changing a world for better.

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weed out each dreamer with desperate succession
twaddle expressed taste waste with each breath
carry out through disillusion
divert eye from death its persistence is trickery to your hearts misstep
common crowd transfixed on the edge of the court
stand the cheers at loves en-twist with lunacy
bends in the shape dirt minds diplomacy
take out the mess that blames the push for the shove
the same hand flips the bird to all extremity
point this finger down on society
point your finger don't point your finger at me
stench wrench history
stretched pulled beyond belief
wash those hands before you point that thing at me
often wondering why when where will some pick up the garbage
i'm so sick of this i'm so sick of it
trash your refuse refuse to reflect i'm so sick of it
those curves juiced obsessed
time takes no rest
waste the day away making love to me
reach out and grasp my sweating flesh
slip and slide in the way it was meant to be
name rhymes so truly
divert eye from death its presence is just trickery to your hearts misstep
common crowd transfixed on the edge of the court
stand the cheers at loves tryst with lunacy
bends in the shape dirt minds diplomacy
stretched pulled beyond belief
wash those hands before you point that thing at me
i'm so sick of this i'm so sick of it i'm so sick of this
trash your refuse refuse to reflect i'm so sick of it

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from I Need Electricity, released December 31, 2013
Jeff Hyde plays the Bass
The drum beat is borrowed and butchered from Chris Wheeler

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