The image on the cover of this album is a drawing I made during perhaps the single worst time of my life, a period running precisely from January 31, 2022 to April 15, 2022. All I firmly remember about this particular image is that, during a calculus class, I drew this, a vampire rabbit, which I saw as a confluence of very important concepts to me at the time. I cannot locate the original drawing right now, as I'm busy with college many miles away from home, but, soon after finishing it, I photographed it and saved the result to my phone.
What defined this vampire rabbit and other aspects of the period in question was my reckless embrace of detachment from reality and irrationality; above all else, I wanted to escape responsibility and live out an adolescent fantasy of manic mysticism for the rest of my life (however short it would've ended up) with total detachment. From this period, during which most of my friends wanted nothing to do with me and I made life far more difficult for anyone who did, I have many inscribed/written relics remaining, all of which are incoherent philosophical ramblings in various flavors and intensities of faulty predication, and none of which will be destroyed.
Though the essential concepts - differentiation, hyperlesbianism, accelerationism, disintegration - mean nothing to me now and I almost never revisit any of my work from these times, I find this drawing quite beautiful because it shows the persistence of essential elements of my identity even when I had lost control over every aspect of my existence, and it reminds me that we may occupy meaningful spaces between the realities of eternity and impermanence and live lives that extend beyond ourselves into layers upon layers of referential linkages.
This album itself is very figurative, and the relations between the text and context are very abstract, but now that it's been nearly two years, I thought it would be a good time to revisit rather than forget.
