A song in the night

Patience. It’s my only weapon now.

You saw a beautiful city and, lacking the courage to even imagine the possibility that that beauty could be a part of you, you sought to destroy it.

Now only ghosts remain.

We are the ghosts and you cannot kill us.

Brick by brick, the walls and formational structures were stolen from us.

But you see, the further the pieces fly, the more we grow. We will make a song in the night. Our city is expanding.

We know who we are.

We know what happened.

We remember and we will not be silenced.

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About The Mollusc Dimension

"Like existence, art, expression and even the urge to explore are in a state of flux, revelation and memory. Each encounter through the doorway, into the state of creativity is a catalyst for action, emotional and spiritual as well as physical and intellectual. As Krishnamurti says, there is no state of happiness but the state of the creative moment." If you have enjoyed The Mollusc Dimension's work, please follow/like/check out his other pages where you can find music and images. This is currently the "Writing Dept" (eg “just words” — well mainly!) for The Mollusc Dimension, AKA Angelus Squid Marr, a British East-Asian experimental, interdisciplinary artist working in music, image and sound. He has a particular interest in themes of identity, queerness, intersectional feminism, surrealism + education and using lo-fi/ everyday materials (words/experiences/equipment) in addition to technology.
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