Unorthodox Creative Criteria
Self negation, illusion and contradiction stands as basis of human nature, sometimes letting us Apparently no other choice to understand our natural ways, besides wrong, sin or desease Devouring all natural frames, induced to compliance but programmed to disobey Disobey! (A disguised command Under the form of choice It generates the illusion of freewill) A Darwinian game where what's natural fails Absurb divine complains, imposed misery attached O man...idiotic tests of infringement Every trace was locked up, will and body settled to get outselves in futile searches for non-existent ways
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
Sometimes glints of intentionality seem to be founded in natural events, those experiences motivate the conception of nature as an exoressive creation made and controlled by superior ways of existence. In a effort to find messages or meanings in nature,I see no stronger tendency than the complete cancellation of every living form, no matter our eagerness and beliefs, the cicarest message in nature seems to be that everything evolves towards its end As we are dropped from this life Manifest of will towards release Mechanic sights of truth A new setup for what is now on coming Set your senses to recognize what's going to be Replaced one way changes coming soon Hopeless, reckless... just set your senses still
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
The need to belong...and attached relief through Self dometication Neutralized by peaceful aesthetics...let there be Creatures tamed by the safe beauty of symmetry Cursed with the need to fill empty spaced Programmed patterns disguised in the shape of Desire Shapeless stains in transformation, survivors of weak rebellions that gave birth to the basis of normality Cursed with the need to fill empty spaces Programmed patterns disguised in the shape of Desire Diseases now on recovering ...a new gathering is on coming
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
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..Bless them with consciousness, a distinction between the "I" and the rest, a bi-dimensional path, the source of every border...a mirror that reflects every image as its own boundary Muted ways of release, presents of flowing Insipidness turning the functions of meaning into A clever insult I, my own fracture, in spiral climbing towards a Foundational negation of sense Staring through static waters, engulfed by perfect Reflections, portraits of compulsive fiction, lifeless reminders of our exile, sweet omens of forced organic refund ...A one way quest is about to begin
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
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Everything seems to move on, to evolve.... Everything besides the unanswered Fundamentals Created by us to keep the illusion of knowledge Grasp trough constriction the embrace of an Incoming sleep, a true shapeless saviour Move one, descending trhough frostbitten Stages, chasing the key to deshumanize all Let rats take the lead...the embodiment of Mandatory new virtues Created by us to seep the words to be Conquered Grasp trough constriction the embrace Of an incoming sleep Let's keep descending through frostbitten Stages chasing the key to deshumanize all
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
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Interior and exterior; fragment as we are We have found delight floating in the joy of Contradiction Wavelength control my thoughts, the air Pushed to my ears, the light that defines Shades and forms...the rhythm of my breath, infrared- Controlled cells...Nature seems to express sepectral content on everything A non stop antiphony breaks a stalking silence designed to feed pathetic dialectics between perception and the idea of thruth...our holy gift: Beatiful sights of nowhere A story tolled by animated systems digging and exit, hordes standing upon entwined dominions where every exit leads to the same beggining Easily overwhelmed by what seems to be new, astonished We keep walking straight to the default answer that is to create a new beggining, becomeing the bricklayers of canocical illusionary constructions, self taught architects Of functional start points Beatiful sights of nowhere ...Those instrospective constant returns to zero seem to be the main function of understanding, and the invention of meaning, the main human response to its initial condition
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026