This sickly world. Clasped within our hands.
These phones. These megaton compilations of electrons.
These things.
Alternate realities in their own selves.
We would be better off, happier, being wholly absorbed in them, if it would mean only returning to this physical plane for the most routine of life-keeping habits.
Cast off like this, into one world and being torn into another. Perpetual struggle is made raw. Perpetual. Pain.
Purgatory on Earth.
What litter do we keep ourselves beside, why be compelled to pick it up
Have we not heard the grace of wind enough to realise we are beside
By what machinations are we
Prize me from this existence
Rip me away from the mind and heart that holds me bound
Let me wander the plains in mindlessness,
For there be more joy found there than the canticle barbarism here
Wander
Wander
Wander
Let Just mind prevail not
Kill it
Entrench it in a fiery pit of earth
Cry for the glistening horizon by which you direct your force of might
Walk to it
Walk
And think not to stop
To stop is to give way to the compulsion
A compulsion to live
Live not
There is no way
No way
No way out
Keep what you have and imbue it with the darkest of minds
For spiders will be the feast upon this plate of salvation
Rage and rage all the more
He who is
He who is not
He cannot be one
And he cannot be both
Thus He be neither
And thus He be not
Ride forth young one
Let the brimstone sky of fortune guide your path in stride
Have a horse saddled and search for the crimson rainbow
For there, in the back strewn meadows of paling gloom
You shall have stride
You shall have freedom
Wander to
Wander fro
Ni shall be content
Born an entity
Become a crow
Die a tribe
Bethrow a web
Clasp shield and sword
Ride out to the pale mist
Shadow your cleaves
And wet your brow
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Impromptu Trails
Ngẫu nhiên【Impromptu Trails】begun from a mood. In such scenarios, our emotions bottle up; thoughts are flung from one place to another. We search for something to compliment this. And it was from this basis that I began to, at random, write. I had thoughts, i...
