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Music for a Post​-​Empirical America

by Absolute Terror Field

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Lincoln's eyes shone upwards from the caverns that ran over his face. "It's OK to not be OK" he says, a soft voice incommensurate to what otherwise could broadcast itself to legions of desiccated hardened soldiers. He rolled up his sleeve to show a collection of tattoos along the underside of his wrist. Many of them are unintelligible, things ancient and seemingly long forgotten; glyphs sourced from either abstract math or alchemical hermeticism. He reveals more and more of his arms, a full-length sleeve with portraits of Marx, Dugin and Kaczynski. A tetragrammaton linked together with double-helixes. Political symbols of every fathomable orientation and degree of radically. Flags of all the world's separatist regions. A punisher logo with the skull cracked and a tree reaching upwards and roots spilling out of it's mouth. The tapestry devolves into a semiotic soup, so overloaded with ingredients that it becomes tasteless, disorienting. Yet, Lincoln's eyes are still fixated on you, or maybe past you, or within you. You cannot discern where he is looking, but you are totally convinced that it has some deep referent somewhere, stirring up long-repressed emotions that are usually named "faith". His voice opens again, this time with a strangely reassuring insistence: "It is OK to not be OK". He continues to stare fixedly, things begin to feel awkward. His minders put a hand on his shoulder and lead him away. He continues along with them, somehow never breaking his gaze as he walks past the fawning crowd and into the awaiting helicopter. Even as he disappears into the machine that lifts him into the sky, and even as that machine becomes indiscernable in the pale blue expanse, his gaze remains with you. A small candle lighting up the abyssal planes.

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released April 27, 2021

Cover taken without permission from www.macgregorharp.com

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