Verschränkung

The spark of the source flees from an already empty composite so broken, so tired Well did it pay to make service for those fleeting demons Being, once so whole purposefully stained with muddy waters So this was the price and gift of my unconditional homage for the mask so beautiful and horrid Well did it pay to forcefully grasp all the latent powers of matter The mirror of mind once so timid and sharp shattered to million fucking fragments So this was the secret of my separation and fall from the ranks of men so noble and good Remains left into the shady banks of unholy death by leaving this precious body behind I become an abomination for the race To devour the cursed fruits of misguided deeds so monstrous, so shallow and in this painful unearthly ecstasy devour them I shall – to a final bitter piece!

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Vomit bursts to my mouth as rest of my hair falls off together with most of my skin for a second it tastes of life What a fucking reek from an omnipresent carrion there will be no scavengers not this time My head's about to crack the thundering silence so loud could it shut up for a while I might have something to say If I am to cry I could as well sing for the point of music is not to make yourself feel better but to make others feel worse I get up and in awe I stand where the bloodline of nephilim ends and with me I shall take as many as I can to where the world - this world - doesn't end ...And You who stay above look down upon me and cry in your dissolution were your heavens not what you had anticipated? something inside me laughs and I smile

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

akasa flees its abodes the supposedly hollow cavities latent fire once sealed within human brain and bone the atmosphere flickers into a strangest colour if only someone could recall that shade of eerie blue blade of a spear reflects that deep-dark indigo shine before it strikes down tearing air as it comes carving a third eye into every forehead something stares through the myriad of putrid eyes some morbid wind animates countless dead lips and tongues to muttering their own eulogy under the inert firmament

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Shut your dead mouths turn your eyes away I cannot return the stare but I can still say no Remember, I did say no when I refused to create what makes you even think I want to have a role in this It is exactly the same force that enlivens and destroys exactly same amount of violence used in controlling the currents One after the other you have brought them down the ones that came to know you your sense of irony is impeccable They were not unlike me the fire we share between us but mine is not to be used in all this earthly folly You made your point killed your ”only” son let me return the favor you can have mine At least he gets back what he sent see it return and turn to gold regardless of what I do or did Atlas lumbers and falls to the void

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

As the fire-born bowed his head and let his flames purge the world the son came to realize true cost of his fathers love But we made it, didn't we? through fervent song and constant yoga Nirvana lies beyond the last veil the effort was well worth the while A kumâra still caught in entanglement there was no benefit to gain your journey is a blink of an eye to some of those loftier beings But I figured out the means to an end found the bed-rock under my feet are you saying all that pain and ecstasy amount to nothing? Look inside the box carefully fold the sides open and see for youself if the world you sought is alive or dead But I found true consciousness just the sum of your dillusions I found enlightment just the gleam of false pride I found the source of intelligence just the bottomless well of your ignorance I found god just a world born dead The world you strived to save is a necropolis inside a cubicle while you reached for samadhi your soul approached rigor mortis

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Who are you? A voice without a body, a mind without a reason Who is the questioner? I name myself after those I kill, for I am the god of hosts, Paramashiva, Paramâtma, Parâpara - the bastard son of nothing I hear the tumult and chaos raging above the nothing which was life, inside this cocoon of worlds the stars are waging war against being no events: horizon collapses to the final rollercoaster ride beyond null reality All is gone now, my beautiful self, and within this bubble of non-being, soon to burst without a hold but the enlightened panorama of my mind, I face him who is the prince beyond countenances The void at the rainbow surface of the final thoughtform's mother-of-pearl no tears nor cracks, nor a puzzle anymore to face as flesh I am ready for the ultima thule of spirit's un-avitchi, no doubt This seeming end is a final koan for you, Ouroboros: answer me and let everything drop into perdition or remain silent and be killed nevertheless in shame Immortal lady escapes - red ceases to be The black sun the last rays it sends - infinity ends

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

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