Euphoria echoes of gazing at the uncontrived sameness.
Euphoria echoes of finding rest in illusion.
Euphoria echoes of spectral freezing.
Euphoria echoes of raising the wattage on that dim holy halo.Euphoria echoes of circles of ornamentation,
of inexpressible expanse of sound,
of spooky action at a distance,
of otherworldly concerns.

Euphoria echoes of unpredictory sensory inputs.
Euphoria echoes of self-justifying circulation of intensities.
Euphoria echoes of the girl that won’t return your love but is totally worth it.
Euphoria echoes of the desert called our culture.

Euphoria echoes of sleeping cat shadow,
of meaning making machines,
of the cognitive dissidents,
of feast that eats itself.

Euphoria echoes of tikkun olam.
Euphoria echoes of veiling their vices in virtuous words.
Euphoria echoes of male desire for salvation through gadgets.
Euphoria echoes of her who was here long before the apes started dreaming of gods.

Euphoria echoes of inotai, adonai, you and i….