Drawing on Philosophy
White Black Grey
Mindscape RPG
Intra Locution A Cyberia Advent
Now that this work is completed it is time to work with work that needs to be turned over and hammered further.
Off to the forge of wonder.
Where the long ship rows is where I go.
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Lightness
Lightness
Sun shines darkness wash away with rolling shores. Smooth happi-
ness sunshine makes up lemonade loveliness. Take it down in a sul-
try slake of thirst that was. Umm it fills my belly with wholeness. I
am now a full person. Love lets out the light necessary to perse-
vere. All the sadness is discontinued as the ray passes. There in that
ray was soul I became that light.
Backs to the Wind
Backs to the
Wind
We defied all that was told to us. We had our backs to them, andWind
our backs were to the wind. All our problems fade away when were
together.
The bonds we have created will last forever. These are the bonds of
blood sweat, and tears. These bonds are hard to come by they are
also hard to break.
Things will change we will to.
I'll be here if you'll be there for me. Let us leave here as friends
nothing less don't forget, because I will not. Do not ever think that
I will. With our backs to the wind we can be strong. Let yourself
move with the wind or you shall snap.
This will happen with a single storm. If this happens you will for-
ever be lost with those exotic winds.
You used to be a sapling but now we are growing.
What will become of us? We shall know in due time.
So will the wind that we defy.
We will defy them like we all ways said we would.
Let us break all the rulz. So we can break from the oppression of
them.
Don't let them steal our dreams like they have from so many before
us.
We are strong we can do all this and more. Just don't worry about
this.
Let us learn and be taught, by all those close, and forgotten.
Do not forget me and them.
Loves Salve
Loves Salve
Before I saw her I knew she was the one.
I had kissed those lips before.
I have never touched her flesh.
Yet I knew her soft caress.
And to this dying day I didn't want to throw it all away.
Her silent purr I envisioned as we held one another.
I knew my soft words could win away the stone of one who was
flesh.
I have seen the roses open its bud to show its dress of petals.
The strong scent and feeling of love that I urn for I wish to know
it's sweet taste again.
I wish to know you the repairer of what is broken.
We will become as one wed cord.
A part of the whole.
I knew that one day the sun would dry up all the rain.
As the rain was my tears, and the tears tore as silent razor blades.
Ripping at my fleshy self-tearing me away where was I to go.
Their is no where to hide from ones self.
Even in self-mutilation and malediction the cure is only temporary.
What you have done to yourself may never heal with out the proper
cure.
The essence of love is its ability to heal.
To drown the sorrows of the love lorn heart.
To be the sun to the rain.
To wash away the pain.
I know this my love.
Friends
Friends
How beautiful those we admire so dear, how powerful their word.
We learn from our friends. We try to accept them what ever they
are. There love comes to us, so that we may heal. They make us
laugh when we are down. There smiles as bright as the sun. O boy
we need our friends.
The thing they call god.
The thing they call god.
A light comes burning through the window.
Waking me in a startling way. You see this light was not an ordinary light at all.
The light could speak.
It would only speak in a tongue in which is as beautiful as the
divinity's
Prophecy of Greatness
Prophecy of Greatness
Understand the coming prophecy with the prophet. Burn to cinders
this world he says.
The world came flood in 2 forms feel what has been, and will be.
The sorceries came with it's blackness, and light. Come forth cre-
ator so many can come again. We lost knowledge let us not, play
that serenade again. Use not what you have to dabble in what will
retract what is known. Come not to me for I will come to you with
many treasures. Listen to what can be heard before you cannot.
Follow the children to the cave where there can be no harm. Then
you will not burn to cinders or suffer the elements. Feel the light,
and come forth with this wisdom, and harm no more. Come with
your mind, and body to the kingdom of enlightenment. Understand
the turmoil your energy is being put through. Make it through, and
you will find your rewards. Do you understand the greatness of
what you have brought to yourself, and others?
Hear my words the prophet.
The carousel and carnival
The carousel and carnival
Shun the darkness come to light. Deep slumber slowly drifting
away. Here I am where is this? It is a place of light and happiness.
How can this be? I do not see how this can be coming about. My
friends are here even the ones from the past. Long ago far away
never happened the same way. Up and down roller coaster. In
describable blissful yet so deep and hurting. The emotions swirl
and whirl. Round and round up and down trying to hang on without
losing out on the real thrill show.
Lets go to the carousel. The ride never stops ecstasy of two energies
intertwining. On to the next part of the show. The galleries of hor-
rors and monstrosities some of these shows are so different than
others, Blood guts and bones in some, others phantoms and haunts.
Lets move on now to the games.
We got games of skill, games of thrill. We got prizes wonderfully
wicked. The confection concessions, Sweet things that touch your
lips and melt objects that warm.
Addictions worth having. Always coming back for more but you
and they love it. Now its time for the end. The shows almost over.
There is more to come. As we enter the new show.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Approaching mistress
Approaching mistress
Whisper softly fair death. Your fair flesh immortalizes that which
you call frame.
A picture lasts within my mind.
I did I c it is.
Harmony's that speak to others are swirls in my mind. Floating
existence tells me deeds.
Transitory dreamscape
Transitory dreamscape
My dreams burn in vivid fire. So crisp more life like than life.
Scenes clearer than space.
Sounds very sharp most dreams fade though just shadows of their
original clarity.
Sanctum Ra Innocence
Black lines of sin run through and through in death I can be free.
I will fight against my self-destruction.
I will be free.
Fly through dawn to see sun.
Pillar of the sun self reliant, and blind.
The sense we wish to feel comes so little.
Happiness is our little sun that burns the sin, and recreates our innocence
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Lost in the waves that take me away to the sun. Where I bathe in all
that's one. Become the son only to end the pain. Lithium stops the
bloody tear in the heart. That spin me round constant change slows
inevitability of death. Confrontation strength of me. Brunt of
weight, atlases strength. In the meeting of the truth. To stop the one
the only one it's me.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Not Sorry
for the actions I committed.
What your not getting is what I am kicking I am not sorry going to
kick a
Little something for you bu I am not sorry kick a little something to
you.
I am not sorry for the actions I committed,
I am here to kick this song another way I would kick it about three
other ways,
And I would tell you I am not sorry for the actions I committed.
Let me kick the same way for you I am not sorry for the actions I
committed.
If you want to know I would do it all again.
There I would tell you the same thing that I am telling you know.
What is the difference between you and me?
I will not give up in my personal struggles.
I do not get down when authority's come.
I am not a lesser.
I can show you the cold cutting wind.
I would not be sorry for the actions I committed.
What can change the nature of a man?
I am not sorry for the actions I committed.
If you asked me in another way I would be sure to answer you in
the very same way, because I am not sorry for the actions I committed.
Misunderstood
Misunderstood
When I walk down the street I get funny looks.
Why yep just because I am misunderstood.
I speak to another and I they don't understand.
Just because I am misunderstood.
I sit on a rock, and sit by a tree just because I am misunderstood.
When I see the spirits standing by.
They think I am nuts I wonder wall.
Just because I am misunderstood
Life
Life
Life exits through a vein.
Which enters into brain.
Then elation.
This lasts naught now flows change.
Yet this is not necessarily the end.
If it is strong it will last.
Leaving it in the past.
Forming verse, and sonnet.
It dances on, or ends.
Although leaving lines of change.
Which deeply engraves on your brain.
This mark which it leaves may only last in memory.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Light hearted love
Lightness radiating out.
The hope of the people expanding their love.
Do not confuse lust for love.
Explanation needed.
Eddies and turbulence seen in the seas heart.
Soaking up the sunrays.
Sitting in the sun.
Knowing what needs to be done.
Doing what is necessary.
Gaining from the goodness.
Loving in the lightness.
Living in absorption.
Absorbing all the loveliness.
Pushing past the pain.
Calling in coo to the doves above.
Adoration of the righteous.
Revel in religion.
Dancing in the forest.
The emotions are seen by the dream of existence.
Loving the lovely loved.
Lasting losing control for good.
Giving yourself to the good.
Knowing the love that is.
Exploring the fields of love.
Longing if that where to pass.
To lose the love that's lost is to the darkness.
To gain and find the love that is lost is expedience in great gain.
Singing in the glory.
Knowing the song.
Hearing its passages.
Knowing the words would pass.
Yet the will tantalize your mind.
Until the passing of your knowing, and the gaining of your good-
ness.
Loving with out remorse.
Loving with out fear.
Loving without hate.
Loving without gain.
Giving when you know they have nothing to give.
That is love.
Metaphor of me
Metaphor of me
Freedom fire ambience I feel tidal flow. I permeate the light. In
bound satellite features of existence. I see the star fields in the dis-
tance. They represent my body. I see the light of many suns that is
my life, my soul. The rocket ship escapes me. As the satellite mani-
fests as an idea. Star wars is the Immune system of I. Why would I
the one need such defense. The transient one. There is a war and it
does rage. It is within me. I am not supplicated by the external rev-
olution. Inside of me there is an Idea that grows others call this
thing. "God".
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
Oubliette escape
Oubliette escape
Strap some flesh upon my bones. Now you have me. Why did you
need me? You are lost.
Why should I dream of this smash fist pusshole. Yet I fly away.
Lost to this lost to my eyes. If you understood my dream. You
would do everything to help me. To help me seal the broken lots.
The hurting hearts.
Angelic cherubim kisses.
Angelic cherubim kisses.
Soft kisses of passion placed upon warm lips.
Eyes gazing deeply in the depths of the ocean of the soul.
Love can not be bought by power nor money.
Love must be given, then engaged.
The rules for the combat of love is brutal gladiatorial.
Yet how sweet the war can be and the taste of the wind of love.
The wind sets my wings to flight, and fancy.
Yes my heart ablaze.
Capture the captive heart and spirit.
Those who see you from afar, they feel you in them.
You do not touch them by means of your flesh.
They feel you with out you being near.
Slow dancing in the clouds.
From heaven I look down and see the world in splendors.
What a patchwork world I see.
When she is with me I realize I am not alone.
She is a wind dancer, a sprite, and a real Aphrodite.
Venus endures me to Caspian we travel.
Sitting in the trees and mountains.
Letting days drift as we hold each other tightly.
Watching as the sun takes on its red hues, and passes behind the
mountain.
Dark Angel
Dark Angel
Standing resolute, unsanctified.
Statuesque figure playing on the
verge of shadows. In midnight seen,
clear as bright day dark star. Eating
up the light.
6 black wings spread.
6 black wings shiny leather.
6 black wings spread out to encom-
pass the sky.
My angel dark angel.
The only time I feel saved.
Numerals and numerology the num-
bers define me.
13 my lucky number pierced deeply his gaze.
7 I once used to dwell in heaven.
Zodiac embroidered on my tattered cloak.
Swords raised in heaven. Surrendering is not an option.
I now make up the darkest pigments.
I am the moonlit night.
I comfort you in the shadows.
All that was raised in black power is raised beneath me.
My children de morte, de niger.
La maudite de amour.
I am bound by you spellbound by you.
You are my darkest angel.
You are a hero, a villain in treason.
All is against you, Deus ex spiritus
Deus ex noctum.
Thoughts do cognize.
Darkness, the darkest angel.
My hero my savior my saint
Puppet Kingdoms
Puppet Kingdoms
A fire burning in his eye, temptation just so great, a mind that'sticking as if it where a metronome. Planned movement every step.
It's all so detailed, see. Cannot live without a plan. Survival in its
purest form. The things you do to get ahead are comprised of evil
deeds. Do you understand yourself enough to stand up against these
powers? I hope you understand that these things you could have
stopped. But there is this thing inside you that tells you not to stop.
Why must it be so difficult to stay within your own control? Who
really is your puppet-master the one who pulls your strings? Is this
power so mad that it wishes to bring you to your knees in peril? Is
he the one who whims, you to blow in the wind? Are you as strong
as they think you are or are you a week infidel?
Are you the one who sings that whimsical rhyme from long ago, or
is it him playing his music box. You try to fight your greatest
desires, but you can't stop the evil speaking within your ear. Are
you the only one who feels this way in a world so large? I doubt
you know what you feel. All the people in all the worlds, Are they
driven by a puppet master? Is the puppet master driven? Why don't
you visit the world I live in the world of the puppet kingdoms, a
place where fairies and trolls are real? Where dreams do come true.
Well, we are in a darker world where nightmares are the only truth.
People who fear this world should step through the door. The door
where fears burn and dreams live and have their own personalities.
Understand these powers, know their strengths and weaknesses and
one day you will become a puppet king. With a crown made of
wood and a castle made of grass.
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
Into Night
Into Night
Darkness foreshadow forbearing in lies, dark soul blood poisons the
earth. Earthmen pain me. Dogs eat bile. Time eats away at what
was trapped in dreams, without help. Hatred demon truth within.
Burning brighter. Bright star burn out. Infinity's greatness. How
will the end come? Who holds the bow? Carrion eating away the
tornado lifts me stars I become silence in beauty.
Days of dark sun shine
Days of dark sun shine
There the sun is black
I feel cold
It saps from me what was their light was darkness
Their blade was sharp
The tongue of the asp is sharp and forked I know them well
The fruit eaters
Are lost in the intoxication
The food was destructive
Cartage
Gehenna
Golcanda
Where are we?
Where is this paradise lost?
Forked Tongue
Forked
Tongue
Venomous serpents. Black teeth black mouth black words.Tongue
All these things have been spewed from your essence.
Your words hang in the air like a deep dark fog.
You make ships crash in shallow ports.
All the things you hold dear are vain thoughts of magnificent glory.
You care of no other than your own broken ship.
This ship could be easily repaired if you trusted the ones who have
saved you in your time of need, your shipmates.
Foul beast, have you no soul?
Are you the bringer of the plague?
The bugs upon your body bring us great pain.
You could have brought us peace. Like you have so many other
nights.
These were times of merriment.
The time in which you were not a foul beast you were a savior in
disguise.
Will you ever travel on those wings of light again?
Have you lost your wings at sea? Upon the silvery clouds.
Find those wings again so we can transcend this earthly plane.
Our skies are in the world of the silvery moon.
Where all is dark yet every thing’s illuminated.
Every thing sparkles with wondrous energy.
This is where we are if you are not afraid of all you’ve learned.
If you are afraid to die in the world where the sun shines too bright-
ly,
Stay in the world of hate and unkindness.
Come along if you wish to sail again.
Deceit
Deceit
Black puss exuded from cracked lip.
Liars tongue brandishes flame.
Hatred of self for the sins that have been committed
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