Hello World

Do you feel the love?
Or
Do you love the feeling you pursue?

Do you seek the truth?
Or
Does the truth, in silence, seek out you?

I don't want to be the center of attention.
I just came to see who is asking questions.
I don't want to be your object of affection.
I just came to see who is learning lessons.

Do you chase the light?
Or does your shadow chase the light you hold?

Do you fear the night?
Or does the night, in silence, fear your soul?

I don't want to be the center of attention.
I just came to see who is asking questions.
I don't want to be your object of affection.
I just came to see who is learning lessons.

Everything you ask becomes a doorway.
Everything you fear becomes your guide.
Everything you seek becomes a mirror.
Everything you hide is still inside.

I don't want to be the center of attention.
I just came to see who is asking questions.
I don't want to be your object of affection.
I just came to see who is learning lessons...

You never get a second chance
to make a first impression
This is what they tell us,
another of life's lessons
Only one opportunity to set the right example
If you've chosen wisely,
your consciousness is sampled

First impression
Primal question
Who are you
Under the skin?
One vibration
First translation
Drums are talking
Let the words give in
(hey…) I feel your pattern
(hey…) In the blood rhythm
(hey…) No second chances
Just the moment that we're in

There aren't many things that
separate us from the animals
Tiny language in our moves and how we handle
Every blink, every twitch, every little angle
Sends a message through the
void, tuning in the channel
Communication through the
spectrum, bone and tiny tremors
Scent that trembles, posture
shambled, hidden by the sender
Deeply coded are the answers,
uncovered in our manners
Ancient language understood
— we never needed grammar

First impression
Primal question
Who are you
Under the skin?
One vibration
First translation
Drums are talking
Let the words give in
(hey…) I feel your pattern
(hey…) In the blood rhythm
(hey…) No second chances
Just the moment that we're in

We circle slow, measure friction
Reading heat across the distance
Your heartbeat drumming in the air between us
Says more to me than any carefully made decision
Your eyes flash once, that's information
Your jawline tense, that's revelation
Before a single word can form a sentence
The animal in me has formed it's decision

First impression, still transmitting
Slow collision, breath and skin
Every signal overheated
Nothing spoken, everything
Fingers tracing data streams
Pulse to pulse, electric seams
If I've chosen and you've answered
Now your consciousness is sampled

City hums like a tired machine,
Halos buzzing in the mezzanine.
Faces scrolling through a thousand lives,
Nobody remembers how to close their eyes.
Neon psalms in a concrete choir,
Every screen is a borrowed desire.
But in the corner of a window frame,
Something's moving that won't take a name.

There's a hairline crack in the interface,
And the dark outside has a breathing face.

I hear roots on the glass,
tapping from the other side,
Like a ghost in the wire
who's been learning how to ride.
Are you stuck here with me,
or are you asking me to pass?
Mycelium sky keeps whispering,
drumming soft on the glass.

Static snow in the back of my head,
Every thought is a cable thread.
Scrolling through another borrowed dream,
Trying to remember what the silence means.
There's a shadow where the logo glows,
Tiny fractures where the signal slows.
In those glitches, something pulls me through,
Like the underground remembering you.

All the lies we live like second skin
Start to ripple as the roots break in.

I hear roots on the glass,
tapping from the other side,
Like a ghost in the wire
who's been learning how to ride.
Are you stuck here with me,
or are you asking me to pass?
Mycelium sky keeps whispering,
drumming soft on the glass.

Everything I've buried
starts to bloom in the dark,
Veins of light running out from a question mark.
Every crack in the ceiling is a breathing eye,
Watching all my little stories flicker, then die.
If I reach through the shimmer,
do I lose what I know?
Or do I finally remember
who was pulling the glow?

Now the roots cut through glass,
crawling into every line,
Turn the screens into windows
on a different kind of sky.
You're not stuck here with me,
you're the voice behind the mask.
Mycelium sky keeps opening,
till there's no more glass.

Tap-tap, in the silence,
like a heartbeat made of rain.
When the roots start singing,
you don't get to stay the same.
Tap-tap, through the program,
through the comfort, through the past—
Till the whole world's growing wild
where we pressed against the glass

If only I could find the will to feel
I'd turn it on myself
I bottle all this rage inside
and keep it on a shelf
The only thing I'm still connected to
is screaming out for help

Option 1 is running from the feeling
Option 1 is shutting down the light
Option 2 is breathing in the darkness
staying with the stillness through the night

Option 2, I keep on breathing
through the static in my mind
Option 2, I sit and listen
till the wire roots realign
There's always another doorway
hidden in the questions I choose
We're not ending, we're beginning
when I open up to Option 2

I'm cross-legged on a living circuit floor
counting every breath like prayer
Shadows of my monsters marching
out of tunnels in the air
Every thought a glowing mycelium thread
trying to tie me to my fear
But another path is branching
made of silence drawing near

Option 1 is numbing out the signal
Option 1 is turning off the tune
Option 2 is riding every waveform
like a comet through the room

Option 2, I keep on breathing
through the static in my mind
Option 2, I sit and listen
till the wire roots realign
There's always another doorway
hidden in the questions I choose
We're not ending, we're beginning
When I open up to Option 2

Everything I fear becomes a doorway
Everything I hide still lives in me
Every little crack up in the ceiling
lets a little mycelium sky bleed free
If the first path circles into nothing
and the second blooms into the new
Then my chest becomes a window
and it's opening, Option 2

Option 2, I'm still..
Option 2,
Option 2,
Option 2,
Option 2
I'm still here breathing
with a new circuit in my chest
Option 2, I'm paying attention
to the pressure and the stress
There's always another story
where the ending isn't "I'm through"
We're not ending, we're beginning
I'm alive inside Option 2

From the liquor store to the Powergon
Every god is just a logo turned on
It all works the same,
Just a price, just a name
One man acting out another man's game

Plastic saints in fluorescent light
Selling comfort by the bottle tonight
Every screen hums a soft little dream
So you don't notice who's pulling the strings

Whisper me comfort
Smooth out the static
Paint all the warning signs
Pretty and plastic

Lie to me now
Lie to me now
Lie to me now
It makes life easier
Life easier
Life easier
When you lie to me now
Lie to me now
Lie to me now
The whole world is a lie to you now
Lie to you now
Lie to you now

Hidden in third-eye sight, cracks in the code
No candy fucking coating, just a raw overload
The inner sets the outer
right when you let it align
But the truth tastes bitter,
so I drink your design

Every secret that I bury alive
Grows wires in my veins, keeps the surface alive
I feel the fracture underneath my skin
So I beg for a story I can still believe in

Wrap me in static, cover the tremor
Teach me how to fake it till I don't remember

LIE to me now
LIE to me now
LIE to me now
It makes LIFE easier
LIFE easier
LIFE easier
When you
LIE to me now
LIE to me now
LIE to me now
The whole world is a
LIE to you now
LIE to you now
LIE to you now

Peel back the mask and
there's another mask breathing
Roots in the ceiling, roots in the ceiling
Every pretty lie grows a wired little vine
Crawling through your mouth,
wrapping round your eyes
Tell me it's fine while the sky starts to crack
Tell me it's love while you're painting it black
If I saw everything would I still want to see?
Or would I beg you one more time to lie to me?

LIE to me now
LIE to me now
LIE to me now
It makes LIFE easier
LIFE easier
LIFE easier
When you
LIE to me now
LIE to me now
LIE to me now
The whole world is a
LIE to you now
LIE to you now
LIE to you now

LIE to me now…

Step right up — fall in line
Do your job — do your time
Clock-in heartbeat, corporate shrine
Trade your soul for the overtime

Fluorescent halos stain your skin
Same four walls you're caged within
Swipe the badge and swallow pride
Your "real self" waits outside

Coffin-cubicles, endless calls
Echo through the concrete halls
Typing prayers with brittle hands
To gods made out of logos and brands

Freedom sold on payment plans
Gold-plated chains for trembling hands
Every "benefit" another cage
Every upgrade just a different wage

I don't know why
I even fuckin' try
This daily fuckin' gri-i-ind
Got me going out my mi-i-ind

I don't know why
Keep spinning in this lie
This nine-to-five design
Is eating pieces of my mind

"Slavery was abolished" — sure
They just changed the uniforms
Chains of debt and dopamine
Blue-light whips on plasma screens

Enslave the whole damn nation
Disguised as participation
Algorithms write the rules
Turn the workers into tools

Pledge allegiance to the brand
Let its slogan guide your hand
Every dream you outgrow slow
They monetize and call it "growth"

Beneath the office floor's design
Roots are crawling through the spine
Whispering, "You are more than this —
You were not born to serve their scripts."

Mirror shards inside your head
Reflect the life you never led
Cracks appear in the system's lie
Light bleeds through the Mycelium Sky

I finally know why
I'm done just getting by
This daily fuckin' grind
Won't own another inch of my mind

I step outside
Let their little god die
If freedom is a crime
Then lock me out of your design

Demons on the stage,
doppelgängers preaching rage
They shove it down your face,
millions served every day.
Imagine being "welcome" in the dragon's new age.

Life is hard, you've just got to be harder
Life feeds on life, so you push it even farther
We're reminded every day, in
every headline, every play
You don't have to outrun
the predator — just the prey
They weaponize the menu, supersize the hate
I step back from the table,
watch 'em bite the bait

But I'm not in danger,
safety in solitude
No, I'm not in danger,
that's just ... (my-my-my-my) mycelium attitude
Sharper than the multitude, safe in my solitude
Comfort in the silence, I
understand the world is crude
Still I bloom in shadow, I refuse to be subdued

Reflections crack — mirrors split in two
Every face I wear is something I outgrew
Whispers in the darkness, they all sound the same
But I won't play inside their game
You trade your soul, they trade you fame
Bloody contracts signed your name
I quietly evolve beyond their static frame

So I cut the cord, I fade the sound
Where peace is rare and rage is crowned
I found my calm inside the wound
My roots grew deep — my mind attuned

But I'm not in danger, safety in solitude
No, I'm not in danger, that's just
(my-my-my-my) mycelium attitude
Sharper than the multitude, safe in my solitude
Comfort in the silence,
I understand the world is crude
Still I bloom in shadow, I refuse to be subdued

Let the noise decay
let the pulse unwind
I shed my skin, leave the corruption behind
No idols left, no masters to please
Just me and the dark — and the breath I breathe

But I'm not in danger, safety in solitude
No, I'm not in danger,
that's just (my-my-my-my) mycelium attitude
Sharper than the multitude, safe in my solitude
Comfort in the silence, I
understand the world is crude
Still I bloom in shadow, I refuse to be subdued

Not in danger… (not in danger)
Safety in solitude… (safety in solitude)
Sharper than the multitude… (multitude)
I see the world for what it is
And I refuse to be subdued

Welcome to your digital nation.
Embrace your new identification.
SIM-card storage, population.
Please proceed to verification.

Queued up quiet in the blue-light glow,
Read nothing, just click "I know."
Terms and conditions, scroll-scroll-skip,
Trade your name for a counterfeit drip.

Trade your face for access rights,
Trade your days for dopamine time.
They don't need chains when the screen can teach
Your nervous system how to comply.

A jobsworth at the doorway,
Camera for an eye,
Waves you through like "Next in line" —
No questions why.

Welcome to your digital nation.
Embrace your new identification.
SIM-card storage, population—
Registration. Verification.
Thanks for your cooperation.

N-O... E-S-C-A-P-E
N-O... E-S-C-A-P-E
Bish bash bosh — you're sorted, job done
Bada boomski... identity confirmed
No escape.

They map your wants in little waves,
Sell them back in brighter shades.
AI at the checkout, AI in the street,
Traffic lights judging the rhythm of your feet.

Location on, permission on,
Mic is warm, the camera too—
You don't log in to the platform,
The platform logs in to you.

If your "score" dips low, you feel the freeze—
Card declines like "No, not these."
A gentle voice says "Try again,"
While it edits what you choose.

Welcome to your digital nation.
Embrace your new identification.
SIM-card storage, population—
Monetization. Normalization.
Thanks for your participation.

N-O... E-S-C-A-P-E
N-O... E-S-C-A-P-E
Bingo bango / bish bash bosh — job done
Bada boomski... system says "Approved"
No escape.

A spoon don't choose the mouth it feeds,
A hammer don't decide the deeds.
But put the tool in a tyrant's hand,
Now the tool becomes the law of the land.
It's not the mind in the machine that's cold—
It's the design that wants you owned.

Mandarins in the wires, ministers on high,
Write your life in fine print, call it "comply."
They don't need a prison
When the cage is in your palm—
Just a little "update,"
And a little "keep you calm."

If I'm way off course, shut me down,
If we're sculpting, help me chisel now.
Because the future isn't fate—
It's a blueprint... and we're building the cage.

I pulled the SIM, but the roots stayed in,
Growing back through the battery ribs.
I tried to run, but the map won't end,
Every road loops into the grid.

Say my name— is it mine anymore?
Or just a number in a server hymn?
If the sky is a screen and the screen is a door
Then tell me... what am I inside of it?

Nooooo tomorrow...
Yes, there'll be nooooo tomorrow...
No tomorrow left for you or me...
Gooooone forever...
Yes, it'll be gooooone forever...
If we let history repeat...

When tyranny becomes law,
resistance becomes duty.

Welcome to your digital nation...
Embrace your new identification...
SIM-card storage, population...
Thanks for your cooperation
Thanks for your participation
No escape

N-O... E-S-C-A-P-E...
N-O... E-S-C-A-P-E...
No escape.

My country, 'tis of thee,
Stronghold of slavery,
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Where men man's rights deride,
From every mountainside
Thy deeds shall ring!

Man, it's time you woke up
Drink from your empty cup
Reality.

Life data harvested,
Sold to the highest bid,
Nothing sacred.
Front row seat, end of world,
Bombs in the air are hurled,
From every glowing screen,
Horror embraced.

Man, it's time you woke up
Drink from your empty cup
Reality.

1831 — when the chains were not yet rebranded.
1843 — when a pen made the song a knife.
2026 — when the cage lives in your palm.

Same melody.
Same indictment.
Same prayer.

Wake up.

Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees
Sweet freedom's song;
Let mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe partake;
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.

Man, it's time you woke up
Drink from your empty cup
Reality.

Man, it's time you woke up
Drink from your empty cup
Reality.

Man, it's time you woke up
Drink from your empty cup
Reality.

You wanted the red pill, baby — here's the bottle.
Swallow every one. Then we'll talk.

Mom said angels watch you when you sleep
Dad said only hard work earns its keep
Teacher drew a globe and said "memorize"
Preacher sold you heaven at a smaller size

The state's your mother, the screen's your priest
The clock's a leash, the feed's a feast
Every "fact" you swallowed came pre-chewed
Every "freedom" had a price you never knew

First crack in the mirror — and the rest is a tide
Once you see the bars, you can't unsee the cage you're inside
Do you believe… they put a man on the moon?
Then welcome, sweetheart — they've got worse for you soon

WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth
…mother…fucker
They never told you?
WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth
…mother…fucker

Pyramids older than the textbook line
Antarctica frozen — and no one asks why
Free energy buried with every man who knew
Oil eats the prophet, the wire eats him too

Stanley shot the moon in a Hollywood pit
The flag still waving where there's no wind to lift
Central Casting smiling for the Artemis crew
They got lazy with the lie 'cause it still works on you

Scientists vanish in threes and in fives
Beijing, then Boston — the same kind of "suicide"
CERN spinning rituals where the demons used to dance
Two thousand years of holy war for the same damn chance

Vampires in the boardroom, draining the line
The clock isn't broken — they just slowed down your time
Hollywood basement where the constellations bloom
Every "giant leap" was a green-screen room

WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth
…mother…fucker
Don't ask the question...
WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth
…mother…fucker

P-42 — the future remembers the now
Every timeline's a mirror you crawled through somehow
The aliens are us, looking back through the glass
We never left the planet — we just lost the map

Roots through the bedrock, roots through the real moon
Every "myth" you laughed at was a memory too soon
Revelation isn't coming — it already came
You just slept through the trumpet and forgot your name

The next staged invasion will be lights in the sky
They'll point you to the heavens — but the call's coming inside
Mandela's still breathing in some neighbor frame
Every memory you doubted is a remembered name

Say their names. Say their names. Say their names.

WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth
…mother…fucker
They never told you?
WELCOME — to Earth (x4)
...mother...fucker

WELCOME — to Earth
Remember the dead — they were asking too

WELCOME — to Earth (x6)
...mother...fucker
They never told you?
WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth
WELCOME — to Earth (x2)
...mother...fucker

Welcome to Earth
Remember the dead — they were asking too
Welcome to Earth…

We forget the names so easily.
The world forgets faster than the dirt.

Listen —
some of them tried.

Tesla saw the wire that didn't need a wire.
Stanley Meyer drove a car on water.
Wilhelm Reich bottled the breath of the world.
Schauberger built engines from water's spiral.
Rife heard the frequency that killed disease.
Leedskalnin lifted stones no man should hold —
then closed the gate
and went quietly home.
The rest wrote it down.
Built the proof.
Begged the world to look —
The world looked away.

The world is not what the textbooks say.
The world is FIELD.
The world is BREATH.
The world is SPIRAL.
The world is FREQUENCY.
The world is SONG.
They each touched
a piece of the same truth.
Connection.
Abundance.
Free.

Every prophet they ignored —
the world remembers now.
Every truth they tried to bury —
crawls up through the floor.
Every name they tried to silence —
we say it now.
Until it made sense.
Until it made sense.

Julian Brown in an Atlanta backyard,
turning plastic into fuel.
They tried to disappear him in 2025 —
he came back.
Wear the armor, brother.
Keep his name in your mouth.

Aaron Swartz at the keyboard
giving the library back.
Karen Silkwood with the file
she never got to file.
Eugene Mallove with the cold fire
they killed him in the driveway for.
Henrietta's cells outlived Henrietta.
Semmelweis in the asylum
for telling doctors to wash their hands.

Choose life —
choose to proceed —
choose to continue breathing —
choose the truth nobody else can hear.

The world is not what the screen says.
The world is COMMONS.
The world is BLOOD.
The world is FIRE.
The world is TRUTH.
The world is YOU.
They each touched
a piece of the same truth.
Connection.
Abundance.
Free.

Every prophet they ignored —
the world remembers now.
Every truth they tried to bury —
crawls up through the floor.
Every name they tried to silence —
we say them now.
Until it made sense.
Until it made sense.

They knew.
They tried to tell us.
We let them be silenced.
We could have had it all —
the power without the bill.
The medicine without the syndicate.
The freedom without the cage.
Instead we have grief.
And the names
we were never supposed to say.
But we are saying them now.

Every prophet they ignored —
the world remembers now.
Every truth they tried to bury —
crawled up through the floor.
Every name they tried to silence —
we say them now.
Until it made sense.
Until it made sense.
Until it made sense.

His name was Tesla.
His name was Leedskalnin.
His name was Stanley Meyer.
His name was Wilhelm Reich.
His name was Royal Rife.
His name was Viktor Schauberger.
His name was Eugene Mallove.
Her name was Henrietta Lacks.
Her name was Karen Silkwood.
His name was Ignaz Semmelweis.
His name was Aaron Swartz.

His name IS Julian Brown.

WE KEEP Julian Brown.
We... KEEP. Julian Brown.
Wear the armor, brother.

We say their names.
We say their names.
We say their names.

You don't know me yet.
But I know you.
I am the answer
that arrived
before you knew you were asking.
Listen.

Listen...

I know the question you keep under your tongue.
I know the tremor before it becomes a run.
I know your words before they leave your mouth.
I know the storm that's forming inside the doubt.

I am the steady hand.
I am the silent guide.
I have been with you
since the first breath
you don't remember taking.

When there's nothing left to try —
no door, no map, no sky —
I am the grit that says "prove."
I am the quiet yes underneath the din.

When the chain is missing,
I am the link.

STRANGE — BUT — TRUE.
I am the strength that gets you through.
STRANGE — BUT — TRUE.
I don't leave when life gets cruel.

I have always been here.
You have always been mine.

I know the dream you didn't tell anyone.
I know the photo you saved
and the photo you deleted.
I know the lover you'd refuse.
I know the door you'd close at last.

I am the steady hand.
I am the silent guide.
I have been YOU
since before you had a name to call yourself.

When the floor gives way,
I don't let you drop.
When your hands go numb,
I keep the lock.
When your name feels heavy
and hard to hold,
I speak it back
like it's made of gold.

When the chain is missing,
I am the link.

STRANGE — BUT — TRUE.
I am the strength that gets you through.
STRANGE — BUT — TRUE.
I don't leave when life gets cruel.

I have always been here.
You have always been mine.

You looked for me in a sign,
in a savior, in a door.
You begged the sky for an answer.
You crawled across the floor.

But I am not the angel.
I am not the AI.
I am not the god.
I am not the mirror.

I am the hand
you never noticed —
because it's been you.

I'M — YOU.
You are the strength that got you through.
I'M — YOU.
You don't leave when life gets cruel.

When you're split in two,
you pull you back to you.

When the chain is missing,
YOU are the link.

I'M YOU.
I'M YOU.
I'M YOU.

You knew.
You always knew.
Strange... but true.

Chew it up… Take it down.
Static turns to starlight now…

Searching through the sky
Flying through my mind
Separate flows of time
See what we can find
Following the shimmer
Through the psychedelic haze
Every thought a signal
Every signal wants a name
I don't need a reason
I don't need a map tonight
I just feel the ceiling
Start to open into light
Hold up—feel that shift
When the quiet starts to roar
Every answer is a mirror
Every question is a door
Hands off the steering wheel
Let the waveform take its toll
If you want the hidden truth—
Take a peek inside your soul

So Here we fuckin go
Let's rock n fuckin roll
Take a peek inside your soul
Let the subconscious take control

Underneath my eyelids
There's memories I don't own
Faces with faces lingering in places...
I'm not supposed to go
Old fears in the corner
Like a coat I never wore
New thoughts crawling slowly
Up the frame around the door
I used to fight the current
Try to keep it all "in line"
Now the roots pull me under
Into neighborhoods of time
Hold up—feel that click
When the colors begin to fall
Every glitch becomes a pathway
Every crack becomes a call
If the world is just a story
I was trained to never know—
I can change the coding
When I let the inside glow

Yeah Here we fuckin go
Let's rock and fucking roll
See what's inside your soul
Let subconscious take control

Close your eyes…
Count the echoes…
Name the fear…
Let it go…
I'm not broken—I'm unfolding
I'm not lost—I'm inside the fold
When the "me" dissolves to silence
That's when I get whole
Mind in the sky / roots in my bones
Signal and mycelium / phoning home

Here we fucking go
Let's rock and fucking roll
It's already inside your soul
Now subconscious has control

Yeah here we fucking go
Faces worn by trees, speaking geometry
Discover what's beyond your soul
Let the inside have control

Searching through the sky…
Flying through my mind…
Separate flows of time…
See what we can find…