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TRAVIS BRAUN

EVERYTHING IN ITS RIGHT PLACE

PAREIDOLIA

WILTED BLOOM: IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DEATH

COLORS AND SHAPES SYMBOLIZE THE SOUL'S JOURNEY

MY OUTER HEAD SPACE

ZONE OF AVOIDANCE

DEATH IS NOT ENOUGH

CREATION GIVING EXPRESSION TO THOUGHT

LAID MY DREAMS TO REST BECAUSE REALITY WON'T SLEEP

MATTER UNORGANIZED

THE GLOW

HOW DO YOU DEFINE REAL?

SOMETIMES I CRY

LOSING SLEEP TONIGHT

SUN SPOTS

LOOKS LIKE THE REAL THING

FURTHER DOWN THE SPIRAL

MY HEART IS BROKE BUT I HAVE SOME GLUE

STAR LARVA

YER BLUES

PAINTING SEEMS TO HELP THE PAIN, SEEMS TO CULTIVATE THE BRAIN

INDUSTRIALIZATION OF ERIDANUS SUPERVOID

ELECTRICAL SIGNALS INTERPRETED BY THE BRAIN

WHERE DOES OUTER SPACE END?

EUPHORIC MORNING

I'M GETTING FURTHER FROM MYSELF

LIFE FLOWS ON WITHIN YOU AND WITHOUT YOU

DENYING REALITY

GIVE UP THE GHOST

PROFOUNDLY PHILOSOPHICAL

I HAD THAT DREAM AGAIN

TOO BLACK FOR BLOOD, TOO RED FOR LONELINESS

PRETENDING

LOVE DOES THINGS YOU CAN'T SEE

MANIPULATED ELEMENTS TO AFFECT THE SOUL

AN EYEFUL WEIGHS A TON

PARADOXICAL DEJA VU

I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS I SHOULD LOOK

THE WORLD I LIVE IN

FADING IDENTIFICATION

SEARCHING IN THE BLUE

MEMORIES OF TOUCH AND MOVEMENT

FOR A MINUTE THERE, I LOST MYSELF

YOUR FANTASIES MERGE WITH HARSH REALITIES

FOREVER ISN'T LONG ENOUGH

STILL HOLDING TIGHT TO THIS DREAM OF DISTANT LIGHT

THE APPEARANCE OF NOTHING

WHEN YOU MAKE SOMETHING, YOU CAN'T CONTROL ITS MEANING

NEW POLLUTION

THE SUN IS GONE BUT I HAVE A LIGHT

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