Dysphoric Position

How do you react to a world that seems like a violent dream? It is a dysphoric position that dwells inside truth. Those thin lines do not blur nor do they bend, they stay the same. No reason for them to change they are fact and made to be obscured by an individuals thoughts. All that is left here are the disenchanted youths and the disillusioned adults that inhabit this idea to gain only for themselves. This is wrought with frenetic and chaotic energy. Caught in the middle of all of this is the wayward mind, whose grief is all-encompassing, clouding its own vision, leading it into an ill-conceived alliance with the wrong ideals. This world plays like a staccato deconstruction of the French New Wave. Waking up to an imminent catastrophe doesn't feel empty after all.