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cryptodira - better left unsaid lyrics

it is but one organ among many
the ego is the speaking organ
it says i, but that’s not me
it names and recognizes all
while misrecognizing it’s limit

it is but one organ among many
detached from the depth of self
always an+other, already frustrated
it is detached from the very feeling
which it’s enthroned to organize

the ego is the seat of the libido
taken from us and put into signs

drifting on the surface of language
lamenting how terrifying its depths have
become in thе afterlife of adam’s paradise
edеn: where name and thing walk at all
times holding hands in blissful simultaneity

from the fall, we’ve been barred from
our sight of categories the eye for all

attempting to explore the depths of
embodiment by conjuring ever+more
valences, ever+specialized vocabulary
i conjure them up and itself away from
the core: was it there before it was lost?
use a language to express what is i
but this language is a gift older than i
and will far outlive the intentions of i
it is what is other in i, the resenting i
with taken+away center placed at the end

i cannot be the final word of social being
the final word of social being is happiness

to the lack of imagination, unhappy consciousness
all is vanity, all is metaphor, all is not
all is lost, and its shadow writhes metonymically
all objects come to decenter and decay the i
because object(ivity) is a function of language

i fall feet+first into language, in search of the object
its chains and labyrinths captivate me in desire, yet
i am disenchanted by a lack of imaginary unity
even if the words we describe ourselves are given blood
they never truly become our body simply a plural i

but if i were to try leaving the word in object’s search?
if i were to protest the mechanism which puts all behind
a bar, at a remove in the very act of naming and totalizing?
such a tantrum takes i even further away from subject (and) matter
i leave language for the object, and become a total object: a corpse
outside of language is no paradise there is only a body less unified
extreme situations push us there. it is our blood+curdling screams and cries
to signifying an outside of signs is to put a shackling name on laughter
speaking without meaning does not draw us closer to paradisiac language
such speech is but a further fracture into maddening and babbling tongues

negative sp+ces are all i know, since i am an+other. but these sp+ces
are given they signify us arbitrarily. all we want is forever elsewhere

we want ourselves towards somewhere where pain is no longer useful
where the sp+ces between us still feel full. somewhere abandoned
by god up to freedom and the good faith of each other. all we want came
from what we can’t say whether because we lacked the courage or
the language, or because it was better left unsaid and off the colony’s altar

all we want came from what we can’t say
because it’s is guided by the same impulse of
naming which has ruined every object in advance
yet we want

what was said is terror
what is meant is hope
what will be is liberation

- cryptodira lyrics

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