imlisteningtothenewradioheadalbumanditswonderful

i no longer remember when things were simple, not explained by equations and rhetoric.
when did we become confined by understanding?
when were shooting stars beautiful and not astronomical phenomena?
there must have been a time, must have been a place in spacetime
where we began. where we wondered. immaculate escape.
the rules of nature were once beyond comprehension.
i have been consumed by logic, by pattern, by knowledge.

to return to the beauty, the innocence of ignorance.
ecstasy. it is unreachable now.
a copy of a copy of a copy. something has been lost in the translation.
twitching and alone in my corner of infinity.

wake up, child. it's time to leave.
don't bite the hand that feeds you the lifeblood of deception.
happiness has become just another materialistic goal.

this isn't happening i'm not here.