FROM ISSUE ONE

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WRITEN WORD
Dim lights are my solution,
in the daytime.
bright lights are my lover,
in the night.
Looking forward to the night fall,
when the darkness covers like a blanket,
and the beat of nature is at its height.
Night is where I'm going
Night is what I am
The darkness beckons me into
eternal nothing

The time I live forever
this time I can't be hurt
and if I am I shall
heal esay

The blood it flows within me
I feel it pulsing rapidly
the demons heart is taking over
its the only side it shows me

Space is not a matter of how much you occupy
but how much tour vibe expands away from yourself.
I find myself here in the middle of oblivion
absolutly nowhere, no one here to explain why.
Somthings in the air tonight
someones on the moon
glowing' growing,
light up what I'm not yet knowing.
Evil desperation skies,
up there where my wishes dwell
casting reels in fishing ponds
learning new things from beyond.
Taking chances, asking why
there is no future when you hide.
Kniting threads. weaving webs,
to crawl across the new horizon.
Bar room conversation crowd,
trap them, lure them into your soul.
Musical waves on airspace
stretching out through the universe
in time forever
to reach a distant destination
traveling father than the mind can imagine
to try to bring it to reason
would only bring on confusion
thats why I feel I must make my signal
a part of the spectrum
a part of the confusion.

KAC

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