Soft Machines
Welcome to the green parade
Soft machines
Riding an infinite sea
Towards inevitability.
Sap and blood
Mix with electricity
To create pond slime and tree
Porcupine and flea.
4.11.2022
We’re all in the same boat, heading down a vast river towards nowhere.
The crew feed off the passengers.
The passengers are the crew.
There’s a lot of confusion.
Nobody knows who or what they are.
There’s a lot of talk and certainty.
They all make things up.
We’re here for the ride, yet we’re missing the journey.