a simple mistake: find someone to blame

all they fomulate melts into the air

decentre yourself, react and apply

process is defined, purpose is defined

last thing we learn strikes true to our hearts

that we can define the truth in our art

these things move much to slowly, these things move much too fast

how can we hope to understand if we ignore our past?

so fuck you, he's got his left arm hanging

rub out, fuck you