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The world decays beneath fluorescent lies,
Gods are scrolling, men just plead,
Words weigh less than the dust of their cries,
And the light bleeds out from the screen’s cold greed.

Thrones made of plastic, prophets on sale,
Truth in beta, no dark mode for the soul.
Yet deep beneath the data veil,
A stubborn ember still keeps its role.

Kali laughs — queen of cycles and ends,
She dances on towers, on the code that bends.
Every glitch, every fall, every scream,
Isn’t death — it’s the shape of a dream.

To see clear in the dark is to shun the torch,
To dive unlit into the core of the real,
To know that chaos builds the forge
For what order could never feel.

So I walk, bare, without code or creed,
Through the ruins of this video age,
Eyes open wide, in the perfect black —
Where all collapses… and all is remade.


Seeing clear in the dark (variation #1)

Yum Yum

Let the Drums Speak

Reaching For Our Star b/w Run Between The Raindrops (While My Teardrops Fall)

Reaching for Our Star

Virgin Ubiquity II

Liquid Love (feat. Sylvia Cox)

Silver Vibrations

Chicago

Ladies of the Eighties

Turned on to You

Searching for Soul: Soul, Funk & Jazz Rarities from Michigan 1968-1980

(I Can) Deal with That

(I Can) Deal with That

Dee Edwards