Opilion

There is and will be, the net can stretch but it will never budge. Thoughts are decieving, when reaction and action becomes part of the play. Moments are pillars eternal memories. The language of the acts spits threads. Waiting to dive in, I’ve been spreading through time beneath the crust of space. Straight into the silver array that causes tomorrow, The way that takes me to intuitive fear. Waiting waiting to dive in… Spread into the silver array that causes tomorrow. Climbing, reaching ahead there’s no way to grasp this infinite path laid before me now. My skin is turning to light, I cannot contain the fact that our life is nothing but exo-esqueleton external consequence of higher densities. Each utopian step forward opening our eyes.

Submitted by The Void — Dec 09, 2025

I will speak behind the face of god feed me confrontation and lies, blind congregation of fear flow with contradiction this time. In this chaos I dance and you will see that I will thrive. Come to disbelief you will never be alone with me, whatever comes, I will seek the sick. Low enough for me this is what you’ve become, I’ll die denying the light. I am a scream inside imploring pain, override will with every doubt in your mind and I will lie I’ll lie in every tongue known to man, you will never see light as long as I am alive. You will not see the light, you will never see the light. With darkness feed me. Come to disbelief you will never be alone with me, whatever comes, I will seek the sick. Low enough for me this is what you’ve become, I’ll die denying the light. I will give you the truth first, I will show you the chariots, inside there will be cowards, masquerading messiah. Growing veil of deception leaking through your decisions, climb you famished truth seekers, and I will slash your hopes… I will crush your mind.

Submitted by The Void — Dec 09, 2025

In this chaotic mess we are but isolated cells craving meaning synesthetic larvaes, searching for control. Insignificant micro patterns creating such wide array of turmoil in our lives the noise becomes the signal Our search for answers will soon enough find a way out residual resonance – a trap Betray Itself Strained Dead-end neuronal interference Because you were led – far astray by the nightmare of perception haunting my eye. Because if this pain – heightens my sight I’ll seek the clouds that are in your mind hiding from the magnetism of the light.

Submitted by The Void — Dec 09, 2025

They’ve been watching for a long time, I can feel them inside my spine. Oppressing eyes, oppressing hand, I must get out. They don’t care when, out of nowhere, this has been going on for too long. Now its my time to see, not to cover my eyes. No, I won’t fade No, I can’t fade in the process Behind the cortex, they trick you. Beside me the maggot-believers, manipulated lives devoid of thoughts, deciever, I have outgrown the way I found my call. Behind me, the records of the earth stand tall I feel it I will confront their minds and call their lies. No, I won’t fade No, won’t fade in the process Behind the cortex, they trick you but from mind-ashes, my thoughts are reborn. Beside me the maggot-believers, manipulated lives devoid of thoughts, deciever, I have outgrown the way I found my call. Behind me, the records of the earth stand tall I feel it, I will confront their minds and call their lies.

Submitted by The Void — Dec 09, 2025

Light will spiral finding pieces in this whole slow-motion plot. I’ll define time by the arrangement of dynamic knots, shriveled eyes. Feel the surrounding night-veil conquering the lies within my skin reaching out, coming down. I feel it alive the fire the hindsight flowing, breathing down my neck. Liquid lies all boiling down to hate. I will hide from this lucid dreaming inside-hope, all motion stops. Lest we fall down, imprisoned in circles again clinging to the past. Long is the way but time comes, building inertia is breaking down the chains, clarity ensues. Light will die. Leaving the linear times, discard and merge with it.

Submitted by The Void — Dec 09, 2025

Dwelling in the outskirts of this grand scheme, moments of doubt interspersed by sudden flashes of clarity, a constant emotional give and take. Completely cut-off from reality, tired of the fear caused by routine. Desperation leaking through soft joint tissues, there’s a coward inside this terminal being. The anguish of admitting I was wrong, virulent behaviours, no space between this bars implosive thoughts will consume everything, the conquer of negative space. If every vibration is not unified the will to go on will slowly fade, elusive hidden solution inside this tragedy of logic.

Submitted by The Void — Dec 09, 2025

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