a realization a realization i look to the sky and ponder my fixation on a world of plastic clouds it is a film that is holding me together a synthetic rise that is holding us and our time collodion stripped across my belly holding back the insides the synthetic rise is holding us and our time i am waiting for that moment it is a film that holds me together the synthetic rise is holding us and our time we and our existence are becoming one with a new synthetic lifeform it is a wonder we remember how to breathe without a computer telling us to do so we have baited a trap but the prey is ourselves what will we do when it all comes crashing down a synthetic rise of creations that sure can kill and you start to think that matrix shit is going down isn t it ironic our creations will outlast us a synthetic rise of creations that sure can kill and you start to think that matrix shit is going down synthetic rise fake salvation a time will come it is no longer an opinion will come it is no longer an opinion will come it is no longer an opinion will come it is no longer an opinion will come it is no longer an opinion will come will come it is no longer an opinion will come will come will come will come will come will come will come will come hey a realization of my fixation 