In Seas Like Scars

Totem Wreckage!.

Surveying the skeleton magnon leaks. It pictures and fractures and leaves all that can’t be. It’s dark and shiny and blue. A condition perhaps or a organon and that’s no doctor talk.

If the picture found a frame then a thousand many! Then and then again!.
Let the spoke spoke again!.

It’s the preacher he’s after and then its not!?. It’s not like it has to be or was like then.
You and I could see.

The tiny pictures and the tiny frames. They collect and get collected! They remind and they telemote the idea over and over. A subtle but gentle relapse.

The frame of the idea is to know when and where. It wasn’t the planet Nova or the planet Electron but the planet surveyer.

These fine lads that fell before the mad kelly in some other format and left their other meaning their bodies or robots rolling over out in the sun.

Fire bottom and fire bottom the bottom line here. It’s real and it’s moving about quickly and surely!.

A planet and a place where these idiots should be with all their useless types and things of in their heads. It can’t be this way then could it?. Guess again.

My shadow in vain!.

The totem Wreckage is to laugh and roll about as it is required. This planet still exists and somehow that is something that didn’t fit into their schemes.

Totem package and totem wreckage. It’s the real deal and nice deluxe set of records in the past.
This wreckage “they call me.”

No I wouldn’t be this artist writing on the screen although I’d say I am a fan. This wreckage was written by somebody else that I am sure still haunts him today!. It was written in the past a long time ago but seems to “recurring” when it needs to be. Many times over.

The totem Wreckage is to acknowledge that this would not be blasphemy against the will of this artists fans.

There used to a ghost where this album started or mid started which is real. The ghost is still there.

“The ghosts of witches craft” is what it is and never mind the stroll the studio at a late hour or horror as it need not be.

I can’t fathom or fry or why but it seems like a possibility that these words actually make it to the page. It’s dangerous I guess or too much.

I heard that this ghost was on surveyer only last year! And what a possibility is that when all that doom that lasted on that planet still trapped over 5000 years ago sees the inimitable ghost.

The totem and the Wreckage. It has it’s place!.

Place marks!.