released March 31, 2023
Everything is bigger than something
Everything is smaller than something
Everything is faster than something
Everything is slower than something
Everyone is killed by something
Everyone is killing something
Everyone is selling something
Everyone is feeling something

I’m a pessimist on Monday, an optimist on doomsday
I see the lcd screens, I hear what all the shrooms say
I keep it ocd clean, i never touch that loose change
I balance out my options so I never have to move weight
I feel like I’ve been racing, like it’s my occupation
From oriens to occidens I’m crossing more meridians
Then Iliad could capture if it had a thousand chapters
Millenniums move faster when you when you cut out all the weekdays
A penny keeps its value when the dimes are all just deep fakes
Sycophants had wicked plans, dilettantes were deified
The influence had no aim, the target was to be alive
The market was the whole bite, the taste was so insipid
That the picket signs were blank, and the banks owned all the liquid
The source had all but tapped out, I heard it from the horse mouth
Of course we want it back now, but thats not what this lore’s bout
I wish we had the foresight, to see what’s in the background
The image was a composite, the commons was our cash cow
the tragedy was that we thought didn’t have it figured out
we made the biggest bigger now, the jig is up, the rig is down
the mast is straight, the sail is taught, learning on a wave crest
we mastered how to to sell ourselves, work more, make less
We’re search poor, and ad rich, hurt more to add clicks
Looking through a lens of what's worth more to fascists
Hold on to your atlas as we burn it all to ashes

We had nothing so we took the world by storm
But it wasn’t enough we kept coming for more
I don’t know what we keep searching for
But it must be something, or what's this all for?

Something something something something
Everything is bigger than something
Everything is smaller than something
Everything is faster than something
Everything is slower than something
Everyone is killed by something
Everyone is killing something


You know what I need? Something
You know what I believe? Nothing
Certainty is serpentine
It slithers unseen in the reeds as it skirts the trees
Camouflage impeding our need to discern between
Random cause and the hand of god
But it doesn’t worry me i’m averse to firm beliefs
Confusion is my bassline, I groove in the dark
With Hume and Descartes and Mononeon in the daytime
I’m of eight minds, distracted, accidentally
Keep trafficking heavily across state lines
I’m not sure if i’m a downright criminal or an upright citizen
But my impacts minimal in satellite imaging
And there's something in the water, something in the air
Pollution produced by profiteers, who are tnot here to care

Somethings got me bothered, somethings got me scared
Something isn’t fair, and there's a bunch evidence
but “fuck it” is the sentiment
Everyones a pessimist or blinded by the elegance
Of the lies that we tell ourselves
We’re flies on the web and, well…
Why not lie here and tell ourselves it's fine
As hell envelopes us, we were tempted to trust
some heaven above
and we fell for the pretend
instead of.....