4AD Part I

Blue Ballpoint:
To express my desire for nothingness I ask for nothing less that can be gave

Purple Sharpie:
No solid emotive vessel of purpose no vestige point none

Red Sharpie:
Everything followed to ultimate conclusion mine

Small Black Ink:
Identity dissolves in the space between the lines. The remembered abstractions of a once forgotten time. The immediate experience serves to justify. Vessels fueled by winds of darkest creation. The life is to strive and thrive. Provide comfort for us all.

Japanese Black Sharpie:
There is no you There is no I
Existence precludes prerogative.
blight and love the only pursuits
worth pursuing
all else is garbage
all other pens
say less

Quiet Black Sharpie:
[abstract black lines at right angles to each other]
that is what i have to say

Old Black Ballpoint:
I am the voice that nobody listens to, I am selfish and vicious and full of rage because my intent is misunderstood.

Red Pen:
track 16 is the hardest one to follow it is one that uses the brain
it overlaps and interlays meanings lost and then reconstituted
this is the only truth you need to know: pattern recognition lets you feel the beat

Tiny Evil Black Ink:
I am hunger and craving, I'm the only one who's hard to resist. All I give you is what you want, I'm so totally what you need. I am capricious and disappear yet I'm always there even if you aren't.

Faint Pencil:
I am the dimness of knowledge
of remembrance and last
touch. I am your first
kiss. I am your
last love.

Distracted Tiny Black Pen:
THIS IS THE PART
WHERE IT GETS
GOOD AS YOU CAN
SEE THERE IS CLEARLY
NO ME LEFT

AND NOW I'M OVER HERE BUT THE ONLY WAY TO
CATCH ME IS FROM BACK OVER HERE

AND I KEEP
COMING BACK
BUT THEN I'M GONE

I wanna be loved for being inconsistent.
...as I wipe slobberjuddercrabbermaw.

Sketchy Black Ballpoint:
WIND IS MY COMPANION FOR HOW I BLOW AT YOU

Yellow Sharpie:
All this is
empty abstract
pure pattern
and nothing
more

what you derive
is your misgivings
this fractured pattern
knows the score