Humans, in clusters, holding fast,
Jumbled, sporadic, moving past
All of the concrete, metal and glass
Replacing the tall trees, meadows and grass
Until all we see becomes repeated imagery
Objects, products replicating humanity
One dozen frames of time aligned in multiple frames of mind
With two lines, one above and one below, each arranged in a row
Quantified and calculated, measured, metered, organized, and collated
stuck in time, parallel, illuminated, captured, frozen - internally immolated
Two hands, two feet, to dance, to eat: stand tall - Human Obsolete
Caylyn Kelly, Time Marches On...
American, b. 1982, playing from Eugene, OR, USA
Born on The Farm in Tennessee. Raised by rainbow necks, yippies and hillbilly hippies. Filters reality, sound engineer, photographer, writer and communicator professionally.
Thoughts on the Telephone process
I love collaborations and reinterpretations.