Punctuated Equilibrium by (A)nthro Life – a struggle – Split in consciousness – Our true selves buried – Domesticated, broken. False equilibrium –  Punctuated! Their peace, not ours Their rules, not ours Their war, not ours Their order not ours. Ideas?- Humanity! Not ideas –  Or is humanity an idea… ology? Their struggle: class, False within their system Their equilibrium –  Punctuated! By our Suppression as Nature Seeps out our pores, Earth out our veins, Humanity out our heads: Screams for the Sun And the Moon lost under A Fucked Forest of Fantastic Futuristic Phantoms of out deforested Future Past Codified into a “meep” in 1985 – utopia Theirs not ours Screaming for our human inside to be free from the Civilized jails with cities as our bars Just wanting to dance under the Moon Light.