Tag Archives: devin ott

Swimming in Circles.

I am a fish in warming water. Enjoying the perks of this free energy that surrounds my body, I don’t feel the need to ask questions. It would only serve to complicate things. Surely, if the waters were to warm further still, I would have the presence of mind to escape before I fell victim to the buoyancy of ignorant comfort. Maybe, I’m not so certain anymore. Continue reading

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Poem – “Gentle Hectic.”

“Gentle Hectic.” The stars live and breathe in the cuff of my sleeve. It’s not enough to believe, you must feel the fatigue. Deceived; the beleaguered mind state levitates, a sporadic heart rate elevates and I pace back and forth … Continue reading

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Eternity.

“Eternity.” Watch the video Here. Imagine for just a moment, that we are not alone. That this vast internet of stars, planets, rocks, dust, and light is just one of many. Each floating in the stillness of something altogether different; … Continue reading

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Poem – “A Plague of Nations.”

“A Plague of Nations.” Profit steers the profiteers, as they call out for extraction. No minerals here, just smoke and mirrors, feeding sheep who crave distraction. A band of beasts; a sinking ship. Half fool, half marauder, with rhetoric to … Continue reading

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Traveler.

“Traveler.” On a road somewhere the sky is falling. It’s cold and dark. The winter chill outside taps on the window begging for shelter from the storm but it’s all just for show. A dusty thought, tucked away in the … Continue reading

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Poem – “Pixel People.”

“Pixel People.” I pressed my ear against your chest and felt the earth shake beneath me. The ringing I can hear, crawling behind the mirror, takes pictures like they’re pills; unceasing. A king; disappearing to lust or dust or pawn. … Continue reading

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The Illusion of Perfection.

“The Illusion of Perfection.” Watch the video here. Each day my reflection changes, likely not in reality but who knows for certain. Human perception is largely biased. The world is open to interpretation and as a result, the way we … Continue reading

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