Words can be magical colourful, drift effortlessly over vast flatlands and echoed by the unconscious - on repeat in a loop that you may never escape. Inside of this realm of words, you have to be aware of the people who want to sell you dreams. They speak to put you into a walking trance, a deep sleep of no dream of your own. Inside of this realm of words, you have to become aware of what kind of love, you make love with.Inside of this realm of words, you have to be aware of the people with miraculous ideas, as they make illusions, thus you become delusional. Inside of this realm of words, you got to make a choice. of discernment.
It is a real weird place, but also our reality.
‘True Colours' is portrait of the lies and untruths that float effortlessly around inside today’s politics for the sake of politics.
True Colours
Chairmen of Lies, 2018
Modern day politics and world leaders
oddly regressive, in their progressive claims.
Window dressing,
presented as guides of meaning
paths to follow, forward.
But lack sophisticated consciousness,
hence becomes meaningless consumption
of politics for the sake of politics, only.
Infantile dependency,
on the lie,
not mature enough,
for honesty.
Finds refuge,
cowardly,
in deceiving empowered winnings.
New technologies,
used to direct eyes,
to mouths of instant outrage gratifications
rather than inviting deeper reflections.
Misty words,
clouds of confusion,
states of compulsions,
puts the infantile states of mind
into loops of stagnated positions.
In lack of attention,
misdirected eyes,
Miss out new laws swiftly applied
to follow every move of you and I.
Magical mirages of illusions
only made real, if their delusions
are believed, by the You and I.