TRANS MISSION OF IN TO ME SEE (SNOW)
BY EZEKIEL MARTIN-BRUNKHART (2010), in How Many Dreams in the Dark?
There comes a point, another moment of clarity, when compounding moments become clear.
And i know its just chance,
and i know that my matrix isn't being completely rewritten,
But I've been finding his pictures popping into unrelated programs of my perception.
We put the medium back into media
This substance, allowing transport of energy from one place to another,
from one being, to one being, to another
Our Luminiferous aether
They say its done through waves, begging the question...
Energy, Matter or Information?
Through the transformation of one into the other into the other, we can transport data
causing rhythmic alterations
we(a)cross time, we(a)cross space (Walt would be proud)
causing cascading alteration of matter,
demanding reciprocal energetic reverberations,
looping into sessions of information reception.
We put it down the mountain, and into the music, and down in the pixels,
You broke it down, to decode the messages, and picked up the page
So who's to say that we aren't a functioning collective?
Remember that snow covers everything,
That static interference is actually an electromagnetic echo sent to you from creation,
Remember that balance will keep your ass off the ground and your head out the dark.