My mind jumps keyframe to keyframe

Fluid programming is rendered to staccato video

The static makes me wish I had a higher resolution perceptor

Or is it an artifact of the Dope, like the iron sheets embedded in my skull?

Metal plating makes one invincible

It also makes one a machine

Mortality is humanity, Dope removes perceived mortality

Dope removes perceived humanity, replacing it with a mechanic taste of electricity in ones mouth

Humanity is overrated.

Euphoria is underrated by those who have never experienced its brief peck.

Only on the cheek.

Don’t want to get too close.

We’ve seen people get too close.

Once you get too close, you can’t get away

The dopes light kiss turns to a bite

And no one can escape the yellowing, broken teeth of the dope. Hooked.

A hook? More like a net.

A net of hope, but not real hope.

A false hope that is so ridiculous, even the hoper can’t truly-deep-down-for-real-no-foolin’ believe it.

And yet, no one can escape the dopes jaws.

Hooks pierced holes,

Nets take you whole.

Dope takes you whole, only to rip you piece from piece.

Speaking of which, does anyone have a piece? I just got some tar and I’m looking to nod.



This is good dope.