Allie X offers herself to you, body and blood
but Allie X is not your savior.
She’s not a GIF-making saint for you to worship on Tumblr
nor a glitchy technicolor idol for you to pray to through an iPhone screen.
Allie X makes pop music—electronic, detuned, glimmering confections
woven from egoic dreams,
doomed idealism, shadow selves, cruel doctors,
but don’t be fooled.
Not everything made from the dredged up bits of her fragmented past
are so easily reassembled.
The girl behind the glasses
under a curtain of hair
is not someone you will ever know.
Consider the X:
The variable of possibility. The site of treasure. The doorway to freedom.
Search the structure of your psyche.
Wander dimensions of your mind where painful past meets glittering future.
Spin around in a circle.
Watch as the forms around you coalesce into light.
Find truth in disorientation.
Add X to your own equation.
Become your own savior.
Begin your own Xploration.