Nova

I don’t want to be a man
Inhaled by the storm
I want to be the storm
Inhaling the sea unconscious of despair
Throughout the rapture
My force bellows planets
And imprisons gods
Only ancient tongues know thy name
Cut out, blood stained
By the legions that follow me
Until no one stands again
But stay down on one knee
And plea for eternity
Until they are rejected back to the forgotten sea
Fractured, desolate and cold against the ocean bed
They should have fled
But again and again they said their ominous words
Until they bled
For the last time
Now souls cease
My fury released
I'm unrelenting
I’m unleashed

Angels burning on the pyre
Pure kept liars
Jaded by the war
Cold at the core
Then nothing
Eyes open to begin
As the mockingbird sings
Post apocalyptic truth
I can see
But I’ve lost
Hell breaks loose

The seamless dream

I only try to be free
Free from desire
Free from design
Unplugged from the complications
Guided only by the common light
Away from machinations
Connected only, to simplicity
Living the dream
The seamless dream
No longer in fear
No longer in fear
I only want to live the dream
Forgetting all nightmares that ever laid their hands on me
My own world
My own fantasy
My own simple reality
Away from the perils of failure
The pressure of success
That in which I detest
I want to be simply impressed
I can see the light now
I observe the shadows
Content in my delight
Of the modest dream
I have a name
No longer shifting in form
I have a face
No longer torn
By war
Peace in this Elysium
My personal utopia
The tropics of my present
No longer divided by past and future
I ask for nothing more
On the calm shore
Of the seamless dream
Beyond chaos
Is order
Dancing in the shadows
Guided by the Light
I hold onto my atomic kite
Kissed by the night
To fall in love with the natural beauty it becomes
I exist
And only exist
I consist
And forever consist
I persist
Without needing to resist
The first
The last
The floating castle of the day dreamer
No need for a night schemer
My own sense of justice
My own portal connecting me
And the life ahead of me
No need to look anywhere
Heart intact, detached from evil spirits
Possessed only by my own simple agency
No longer in the locker
20,000 leagues under the sea
Maybe I’ll change
Not to replace
Or invert
Or join the inertia of lost souls
But to stretch my soul
As right now
I am whole

Who shrunk Beetlegum?

He knew his time was up
Knew he was out of luck
But because of dastardly intent
He was definitely hell bent
He was put under the Ray
And with sedatives lay
Frothing at the mouth
Until he shrank smaller than a mouse
Now not exactly happy or whatever
Beetlegum is light as a feather
Eating crumbs and drinking leftover wine
But every now and then at no specific time
This little Hitler dances to one beat
Illusions by Cypress Hill
And it is no small feat
Glad about one thing
And one thing only
He doesn’t have to pay alimony
Whilst also hoping that one day he will be 40 foot tall
So he can squish them all
He screams sometimes
Trying to get everyone to listen
As this little nightmare
Lives another day
Trying to complete his mission
The wee man demon
The astronaut
Plucked out of space
Finally, caught
And put into his place
The star man that didn’t get far, man
What a time he did waste

Briefcase under my arm
Storm before the calm
Ticket to wonderland
First class
Cameras watching me on no man’s land
Millipedes, as big as trains
Small men at the reigns
Stop
Take a breath
Considering all those that were left
Dying
Bored flock of women sighing
Whilst creatures under the floor continue parading
Cascading
Down to the centre of the earth
Where dogs go to hell
And icebergs swell
Leaving the Kingdom, to the tainted

Dorian’s Metamorphosis

Demon construct
The corruption
Surrounded by forces
An image of doom, decay
Destruction
In absent room
Black mass ploughing through my decay
Heart a bloody ligament from death away
Colour fading like phantasm parading
Madness imbuing as Hyde soul stewing
In the mess of my gullet
A miserable mix...
Flesh of the pure
I can feel the regret
Consequences unforgiving
Nowhere to fall
No net
Just goodbyes
Through the eyes of death they once met
Beset by forbidden paths on which they set
Love, loss
Sybil... miss monster aloft
Eyes lost
Mind missing
As I dwell below
In hell on Earth I stow
Nobody listening
Whilst dark double headed crow
Pretends not to know
But who really knows?
As half frozen flower stands glistening
Few remain in half wolven remains such as I
Blind, half awake
Moon distant, white, opaque
Strange echo delivered soft
From far away
Teared with a tear
A beastly cry
In time forgot
Time lost
No survivors
Just those...
Consumed by fear

Birth of Constantine

Burning disciples
Of a lost order
Labyrinths of broken time
In chaos and disorder
Whilst ebbing souls pray
To the gods within them
Whispers of otherworldly entities
Leaving choices
To those who choose wearily
And those who do not
Hope and alliance
To those who have not forgot
Fallen idols seeking redemption
From those who make no sense
Sacrifice and trials accompany
Justice or luck, relieving the tense
Solace given to the fortified
And those who do not feel
Leaving those stuck in constant wake to suffer
With no appeal

The Party That Never Ends

Everybody wants to join the carnival
Almost everybody
Dressing up in satanic wear
Oh how they lightly embrace the air
Drowned in innocence with their phantom sight
Swaying from trance to trance
In endless day and night
Spiralling out of control
The energy revolting, sickening
To the soul
Yet blissful and wistful in how pleasure seeps in
The manic nature of enduring whim
The intoxicating and bountiful breeding
The fast and thick bleeding
Their smeared smiles in congregation
And conjured pains in isolation
For an eternity
There’s no rest in the hollow
No time for tomorrow
Just magnets of peace and sorrow

Dark after Sunset

Voyaging for eternity
I am an emperor in my dreams
Then I wake up
And it is as though through loss of evolution
I am back to endless dark
Worried and alone
Broken at the seams
Until alas, my ship arrives at a park
Whilst I leave to throw up in the nearest bin
Sick from all the voyaging
The visions start again
Weaving and delivering
Until I become entranced and
Stop breathing
Gravity defines the soul
The weather cools the coal
The temptation knows all
We are animated
Just to fall
I examine the trenches
The park benches
And sit
Contemplating it all
Until I am abducted again

Lemon drops and mellow dreams
Classified and ensnared
Straight down the centre
Like a knife cutting clean
Passionately ebbing and flowing
Charmed and all knowing
The cinema streams conscious
Phantom of the imagination whistling
Accidents will happen
Shortages will happen
Demonstrations will lead to action
Leaving sinners to relaxation
Blasphemy of the ego
Sparking volts of vertigo
In this elevator
Shadowy rooms with cake on the counter
Past full of experiences of the outer
Feast on the unexpected
Leave no lands uninfected
With your love
Sing the tune of the morning
Just after yawning
And heed every warning
With a smile

The nature of you

I walked the fine line between our reality
And there you were
Standing there in front of me
It was like a puzzle of images
Floating around my peripherals
Wondering what your preferences are
And whether words should form sentences or not
Lest they become imprisoned and later forgot
I was like a fucking robot
Analysing data through a network of shadows
Until static overload hit me like a freight train
And I caught motion sickness
All my organs blew up into a dramatic symphony
The sounds dim and tragic whilst I searched for epiphany
Welcome to my lair
Smell the forbidden air
Rest on the non existent bed
And rest your pretty head
Whilst I sway
Interpreting the nature of all our days
And ultimate realities

Lucid Cupid

Twas the night before valentines day
You begged to make me stay
But I walked away anyway
I went to the forbidden places
You told me not to go
I listened to no one
Doubting everything I know
You can’t let me go
But go I did
Looking for a paradise that I‘m struggling to reach
Whilst I grapple with meanings
For what seems like eternity
Who am I?
What have I done?
Is it worth all the fun?
Where did I get this gun?
Your life is over
Because you won’t accept what has happened
Because you accept too much

Blue Radicals

I had it all
The cold fever
Gold sparks in the clouds too
But no cure to fix you
Whilst clocks in melting frame ticked few
How time meanders so
And how things rise and crawl
How curses drive around in washed out hearses
Searching for my soul
Whilst I take turns hiding
Gluing the cracks of the paned window
Whilst life still fetters in somehow
For as long as I can still heal
Or whatever this is that I feel
Sometimes I watch fires burn blue
Wondering when their flames shall die too

Status Update

Bring in the jury
For a limited time only survey
We’ll need your address, name and whether you wake up early
Your passport matters too
If you’re trying to run from who
We’ll reclaim it
And make you grind into meat
So that everyone can eat
An exquisite body or tale
Rescued from the whale
To be burnt asunder
But the question is
Have you earned it?

Is it paradise we seek?
Or to drop sanity off the peak?
Or both?
We like to indulge
In your identity
Your genetic tree
From symmetry to asymmetry
The DNA needs to be used
For what cost we ask?
Nothing comes for free
Even talent needs to grow
It is the intelligent design
From all that must know

Care less than reality you wonder?
A cause worth following?
Suffering will bring you back
More than medication could sedate your surrender
So let’s keep the senses sweet
And eat
And eat
And eat
Lest we join the weak
Whose interests never pique

Escape

I breathe animation
Into the symbols embedded
To escape all that is wedded
An unfortunate marriage
With a hollow carriage
Surrounded in mystery
Changing destiny
The daughter of misery
Doing what I can to make her happy
Like her father
Before he deserted the war
Leaving behind reality like a curtain call
Forcing me to exit one place to embrace it all

Are we destined?
Or are we free?
Are we somewhere else than where we'd rather be?
I float among the coast
I sail towards the moon
I glide throughout the canyons
But I don’t wanna die too soon
Blacked out windows
No air to breathe
No room for gloom
And I’ve only got one last trick up my sleeve
Before it all ends too soon
A cold blanket of snow
And one last place to go
Demons locked confused inside my soul
And corrupting the whole
Or is it the other way around?
I guess it’s just another missing hieroglyphic to be found
In the tomb of all saints
Who awoke too late
Tonight is the eclipse
It must be fate

Gamer Girl

Do you want to unlock my secrets?
Levelling up just to meet your creator
We’re coming to the end of the game
And I’m in the mood for an adventure
So get into survival mode
Because this is gonna make your head explode
Leaving your loot everywhere
Maybe you’ll realise someday
It is virtually impossible
To win this game
You can put an elder ring on it
And I’ll still make you feel the shame
Of losing
Over and over and over
What do you think this is?
A fantasy?
Only I get to use the cheat codes
In our immersive reality
So why don’t you get addicted to me?
And press all my buttons
This is your final life
And the world is open
So, who do you want to be?
This is a game
Where nobody
And I mean nobody
Plays for free

Playing with Water

Alone in the dark
Hidden from sight
A neon swimming pool
Electrified by the hidden light
Where life exists to exist
Forever and nevermore
Whilst disturbed wraiths destroy the halls
The fires in their eyes smouldering their reflections
Their sickly shadows falling from the walls
Bending out of shape
And disappearing into other dimensions
Who am I?
I am the shape out of water
An echo delivered from the deepest depth of the immortal sea
Plucked from a harp at the centre of eternity
A fever dream mysterious and delirious
Like a stampede of elephants
In a primordial haze
Coming up to the end of days
A dark phoenix uncaged
With full mastery over my rage
As I drown out the flame
Of my own rebirth
With an icy touch
Found In the memory of my name
A name that glistens
Whilst all of hell listens
Until such fires freeze, wilt away and melt
Leaving behind all blame
With nothing left to grieve
Along with Orion’s belt
Dripping into the corners of the frame
Surging the television of time
Until it is never the same
Whilst infinite more forms
Arrive on the carnal shore
Lost in an alien logic
With strange glows hypnogogic
Those unknown souls
Holding the ultimate power
Of changing what can be
And what cannot
Leaving all else behind
To a time better forgot

The World is Mine

Life is enough

Asynchronous Transmission

Hell in Paradise

Closure

She will never wake up again

Planting the seed of madness
In the Grove again
Wishing away all the sadness
Whilst trying to escape from this prison over the sea
Magic couldn’t save me
Nothing could save me
Exactly
As I lose my way in the woods
With alien life all around
Watching me
As I hang my head in shame
I can’t for the life of me
Take away this pain
I’m struggling to stay sane
But functional I suppose I am
I am the silent lamb
After all
Climbing the mountain
Ready to fall
But I stall
Standing tall
In appearance
But cracks appear in sheer deliverance
Like sparks
That I sense that people can see
Filling their eyes with pure electricity
I am as dangerous as I can be
Living through this nightmare
Asleep in a  dream

Eons ago
I awoke like a dream
Fabricating into black
Reason escaping me
I had no reason to live
And I had nothing left to give
But an idea
Unreal and infinite
I spoke into the desolate
Wiping away any shame
It was a weird reverberation
A cold calculus of elation
I was lost in the madness
Fever found me nowhere
I think I even died at some point
Yet I still remained
Sparkling like a daydream nightmare
Then suddenly, I awoke a second time
I had no answers
Just questions mutating into agony
Dilating me
Unfreezing my cryogenic state
Oh did I reverberate

Watch the clock tower
Fall through the sands of time
A blood bond broken
In the hour’s cold unrest
Pulled deep under
By a monster at sea
This mortal curse
Of being trapped in the locker
I can’t believe
The things I dream
Slipping away into the ever flowing stream
All this hard boiled mastery
The opulence of everything
The mystery
Sinking away
I believe so much
And know so little
Time really has stolen me
I think its time
To swim in the warm nebulae
Enflamed by the real
Possessed by the fake
All around this forgotten lake

I’m such a fool for you
And you don’t care too
Neither will I do
The cold dark
Standing alone in edge park
Frozen at the lake of desire
Burnt out and lost to touch
I don’t know what is right anymore
I am melting at my elusive core
With my hand on the furnace latch
It will soon be over in a flash
A flash of no eternity
The Labyrinths of uncertainty

Frankenstein soul
Wandering around a decrepit hole
A cursed dog
Beaten, bound and blinded alone
Echoing windswept and cold
Riding the waves of an oculus motion
Whilst the bat cries in disgrace
This invisible force/face
Tortured and replaced
Like a victim on the shore
Of fear and no remorse
No applause
For these scissor hands
I master no race
No need to displace
And cull no fool
Be those damaged or idle or driven
Every desire I carry
Is all but fuel for the given
Melting away like quicksand
In dreamy dimension
All devices will be left to division?
What will be left of the illusion?
Reflecting its dust from a dubious pool
Thick globules held loosely in a faded puppet masters hand
Dragged through the grave
Searching for someone
Someone to save me from this land

Eternal Sunshine

Ballads of ecstasy
Floating around my peripherals
Gallant fleece
Of angel breath, wise
Bleating my beating heart
Rising in triumphant start
Moulding me
Shifting my pleasure
My even measure
Lost amongst flailing treasure

The woman

I’m beginning to think she was my only true love
The love that never really loved me in return

Am I going crazy
Or am I just becoming sane?

What is the cost of life
A life worth no value
What is it all for?

Am I destined to be hated
Misunderstood, understated
Mistakenly created
Purposefully doomed

How am I supposed to trust
When God is so full of lust?
And his followers
Blind, and absorbed in the gust
The awakened
Free no more
The signs of sin
The paradoxical ones
Held together by a whim
Gone too far
But not far enough

Mercy

It’s easy to die
But not easy to live
Unless mercy takes hold
Mercy that could soon change into
Violence

I'm destined to change
Decimate and derange
Twist out of nether
And go strange

What is the call of terror
When your tether
Is light as a feather

Calculate and defibrillate
Assassinate my need to procreate
Lose my order
Reason with disorder

Jesus died so you could sin

If I say that I am wise
Just know that it is only a disguise

For what disguise
Do we require
For your demise

Lies exist for those that cannot handle the truth

Truth exists for those that cannot handle the lies

Mad they say
Say I’m mad
Yes?
Maybe, haha
Or not
?
It’s sad to say
You wouldn’t believe my words anyway
Because you forget what I’ve done
Is that what you call fun?
Hahahaha
Maybe
Not so much
Why are you in such a rush?
Are you afraid of what is to come
Solar Eclipse of the Sun

My unhappy ending

Dark ascendant descending
My path of glory
In fire and flames
Burnt out
Into cinder
Returning back to sender
This hurt I felt
Numb in winter
Molten in the lava of my mind
Melting the time inside
Leaking out like a cauldron
Neglected
By witch dissected
Her fate lies within
Astral sects playing voodoo with my limbs
Limbs I’ve forgotten about
In a search for darker light
To ignite
Ignite and delight
My cavernous life

Is that an angel I see?
Or just the devil in me

The angel is in the details...
Or is that just the devil speaking?

Call me by my name
Justice
Reincarnated

Reality loves paradoxes, especially the one about all the deaths we must go through sometimes just to live. And those souls who live like atoms...never quite existing. But never quite an illusion. It’s so miserable it makes me happy.

Simplicity is achieved through ripping yourself out of a Matrix designed to trap your will, your feelings, your choice

They said it was a great landmark. Just looked like a red tide under the fingernails of the soil.

God is about to answer everyone’s prayers all at once

Nothing, and I mean nothing, is purely nothing. But no matter how many somethings there are, we still won’t perceive everything. We’re just given many flavours until the last poisons us for good. So eat up.

Consider the threat
And make your bet

Throw me into oblivion
And rectify the lost crusade
The raids
Pavements paved with slaves
This is the end
The new beginning
So here we come willing
We’ve lost the war
We’ve been here before
Haven’t we?
A blind man does not see
But that does not prevent him to feel
And think
And sink
Into a gluttonous pool
Of decay
Whilst angels pray as he sways in endless trance
Until the last ominous rays
Of endless nights
How cold does it get?
On the dark side of your moon

The Astral Prince Exists! As long as sands persist. Chronology only stitched, and after being burnt our clay hardens. But our mould can still be moulded, even our scars can be folded.

Our fallen crest
At death’s behest
Regal underpinnings
Last leaves and new beginnings
In dire straits

Saints seeking wisdom
To find themselves enlisted in some justified war with themselves
Until they are disillusioned
Dissolved
Whilst devils pray to their demons to rip and lose feelings
Dictating positions on the chess board

Who has been bought by the seed?
Dragged in flight through ancestral greed
Evolution adapting like cold machinery
Whilst Covenants cry out and bleed
Surrounded by veiled scenery
Causing swans to encircle instead of ponder

Whilst meanwhile
Alien eyes shift statically over yonder
Encoding their surprise through images
In the form of symbolic visions
Taken literally
And acted out
In thunderous dimensions
And streaming prisms
Like comedic prisons
Invented by tragic circumstances

Let’s walk through our house of entanglement
Whilst the confused just lie there on the ground unmoving
In chaos and border
Used and fogged by abuse
Whispering about the devils daughter

Whatever you are
Confused spirit of composition
Can you exit your disorder
And give me something sacred
Something to latch onto
Before I plummet and fall
Into the icy thrall below

It does appear
That everyone will soon disappear
As though we can’t be on the same side
Living in different spaces

I suppose it makes sense
I am only a labyrinthine core
Designed to break down
Lost in my own maze
In an uncomfortable haze
Whilst Lady Lazarus holds her gaze
Desiring to throw me amongst the deadlights
Until I am no more

I feel no shame at all
Carrying my dying heart
Into the valley of Kings
As I shrink and crawl

Though, the Temple of Uranus
Holds tentative
A divine beast elevated
I am complicated
Burdened by change
I’ve learned some things
And without the sacrifice of Icarus
I would never have dreamed of wings

Merlin, my enigmatic apprentice
I seek to transform
Like a pesterous swarm
As my armies of the corporal form
Like dead nerves regenerating
Organised mercenary spawn
Showing old light new dna
Making it digitise
As though in a computational array
Under my logistical administration

But unfortunately we are denied by inept reality
As far as our reach is broken
The false premonitions
With their undefined definitions
Just absorbing until soaked
Leaving us to float
Into the open
With no gates awakening
Just philosophy struggling with science
Whilst our art laughs insane

Cults, forming like a serpent devouring itself
Ignored, until not remembered
It’s participants slowly dismembered
But I remember
The initiation

Maybe I am totally lost
A prince
Maybe not
But it is reality I embody
Or at least a segment
On this plane of existence
A wave to surf on
That only I have inherited
Like primal vice

I am heir to a throne
That even when conscious
Does not seem to care
About its own device

Do I pick up the possessive helm
Until I am obsessed
Or carry out stark naivety
Until I am possessed or worse

Where is the common portal
That connects all
The Negative Pi
That allows me to navigate the sky
Once again

Giving us all a seat in the red room
Of God’s channel
With imagination and soul like essence being manipulated by unknown forces of gravity
Until nothing is ever the same again
Like life
As it pulsates and then finally stops glistening

I loved her with all my dimensions
And I didn’t even know it
Did she?
It doesn’t really matter now
But the nightmares are real
Nightmares that begin as dreams

Am I really willing to reject paradise
For something more?
Something that could be much less
Than I am granted.
Through action,
Transaction,
Reaction,
Inaction.
I wonder.
What is order
Without chaos?
In this transmutable environment.
With its many laws and restrictions.
Ambiguous potential mapped out in Tesla’s forgotten mind.
Controlling the passage beyond most predictions
Chaos without order?
Disorder?
Or bonds of titanium.
What happens when metal smelts
Breaks down
And melts.
As though radiated with isotopes of uranium.
What will be left to mould?
Will beauty ever be left
To grow old?
Or discover a way to remove this bondage.
Enslaving us all.
Or will a gaseous crater remain in our hands
Infecting our hearts
Stealing all from within
Like sands
In a vacuum
Suffocating
The ghost emanating inside
Until we are only half living
Or cast into dust
Leaving us devoid
Until time resets itself once again?
Pendulums of relativity
Holding things together in an unstable polarity
Changing shape and dimension
Aggregating into complex invention
Formulating the fabric of everything.
Like a flammable monster
It’s mechanism’s disintegrating
As it attempts to repair itself.
Is this construct eternal
Or just an illusion.
Is pain just another condition
Connecting us
To this lifelike conclusion
Until too much or too little dissolves the fusion.
Turning perceptions into disillusion
Misconception
Intercepting conception like inception
Until we detach
From our nervous systems
Panicking like pressured pistons
Whilst we stare
At the mirrors edge
In endless reflection.
Like puzzles without any section.
Can you see the pattern revolving
Can you see what is evolving?
What is animated and what is unmovable
What is observable or what is intangible
Possible or impossible
In this pyramidal house of cards,
Making you question?
A natural order superseding
The burnt ships fleeing
From what the other side is revealing
A twisted coin spinning.
Whilst we frantically wait for it to stop
So we can finally see which side we’re on.
God’s Superego
God's Unconscious ID
Automating throughout realities operating system
Whilst we lie on the table
Dissected and disabled
Leaving nature to risk it all
Trying to save itself
An ego that’s hard to control
Wanting to be more than whole
The ultimate holistic goal.
Afraid of the simplistic
So masochistic..
So ascetic
So pathetic and majestic and necessary
The result will prove the test
When it’s too late.
We are what we eat
Is there a price to pay
If we disobey?
Will we starve
If we change our fate
Or implode from cannibal frenzy when we  swell knowing it’s too late?
There must be a path that opens our eyes
Hail Elysium’s Gate.

The Reality is worse than the Dream

Hypno convulsive electric heresy

Guided by the Night

Rules don’t apply except when they do

Naivety, gods biggest curse and deadliest threat

Disgust my lust
Answer my trust
Never ending
Sadness
Impure fright
No more delight
In this mad surround
Town
Dark
Dingy
And hell

I lose myself
Trying to find my right

Light breeze throughout the air in summer fair
Forest of bloom
Night shade
And Autumn Doom

Curiosity killed the dog
Loyal like a frog
In evening wear

Sing myself into twilight
The height of gloom
The arrow cracked
The nerve
Too soon

My darling
My love
My sweet dove
Enraptured in your divine
The sweet sublime
Tender like the night
Oh you give me delight

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