Memory Veil Lock: Out of curiosity, I follow my nose, where will it send me, I wonder? I’m at the end of a lane and suddenly feel relieved. Never anticipated such a long-distance trip. I went through a bizarre fog; it looked like a deep red veil in dimness. Inside the veil now, mocking clouds enveloping my body lifting me up towards, in rapture. They become my guide through space as I make my journey into the unknown. Night is alive with a hungry navel. It spirals black when it looks at me. The black hole’s hypnotic magnetism calls to me, the pupil dilates. Powerless to resist I fall into its spell going under the radar. The trigger is pulled. Strong mixed emotions of fear, stress, excitement and attraction widen the hole to gather my light in. Persistent unequal dilation signal issues, pain and vision loss. The scent of lavender throws me wider, larger, more open to the labyrinth of psychedelic expansion of consciousness. My perception changes, my mood shifts, and my cognitive process enters the underground invisible tunnels. I fall into the well of blackness into a land of waves. Strong force crashing the beacon into submission. Bopping in all directions I sway and swallow the sea who holds the memory of the Lavandula. As I bathe in the sea, it washes away my mind, the scent burns like lava into my memory, and a little sea jewel of ula pierces my ear. She bears the ocean’s mystery and beauty. Whispers the integrated circuit, a blueprint of a tapestry, an underwater secret network.
Altar Number: Door number one is tracking number one in the album. The album is divided into tracks but it’s really only one single continuous song of the band.
Compass the sundial is heart. Control and select no number. Is to shed the path and timeline by collapsing it back into the angel, sun, focus, heart. Singularity not looking out to future plans, or past weakness. A self-propelled projectile is a clandestine weapon for mass destruction. The trajectory can be adjusted after it has launched into space. In an algorithmic time, it evolves toward the battle ground of its destined occupation. The dimension of the calling hides in the depths. A body of mass spirals into the hole creates a heated electric charge. The sideways skid is a slippery slide that fastens to a wheel. The heel of the will attaches to the underbelly of the vehicle.
The clone is unskilled but carries a malicious script program developed in the lair of the wild beast.
The venom is a small space created by building part of the wall of will back from the rest of the vehicle. Suspended animation is fixed to a secret wall. A cave of inner earth’s heart is a resort for thieves. The device is held in space in the mouth/throat/gums of the snake.
The blood plasma contains charged particles that generate electric currents as they swirl. The currents create strong magnetic open land pastures that get tangled and amplified and anchor to the black hole that extends out into space.
Art Door: My drawing of lavender flowers is the breath out of.