Time Travel Meditation Ritual
How do we prepare to die, prepare to leave?
How do we participate in our own beginning?
When do we collect our past things?
Those things lingering around in our minds.
I am Building time
a loop station
with my eyes on high reverb and my heart on delay
Blood Water Darkness
All gathered at the root of my stomach
In search of a destination
Which way is home?
How do I get to the beginning?
Only my memory remembers the past
I can sometimes feel it on the back of my neck
I'm not from this time
this time was not built for me
See, I built my own time
High above everything
Just can't figure out how to get back up there
I've lost track of everything
Can't use they clock
Never seems to be working
Always 2 minutes past
or a quarter till
These minutes and seconds
disappear and reappear with each step who is collecting
on this invisible currency?