Algorithms running rhythms.

Chemistry

rhythm 

vibration 

frequency

mood

Fix yourself up with chemistry

calm yourself down with chemistry

synthetic or natural. 

A painter grabs their palette

a big white canvas ready to receive subliminal ideas 

The Late Bob Ross would cement this statement

each stroke is like a symphony 

painting melodies from the realm of the unseen

Oh how sweet they sing and oh how much I wish that I could fly

fantasies, fantasies!

Why creep up on me like that?

mayhem in the hearts

algorithms running our rhythms 

but the universe won't walk you to what it won't walk you through.