Peripety

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I am temporary. Seeded by progress, formed by Intention. I am temporary. I question the assumption that nothing exists. Conscious thought- infinite landscape of chemical reaction. I am human... conscious thought. How could I? How could I think this?

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

This is where all things are forgotten - Craft of our hands feels nothing as we fade away. Meaninglessness - the first creation. In every action, in every breath, strength of illusion. Torn in two - the sky breaks like a seed spreading its blueprint on the Earth. All things beyond the man-made culminate and fall... Passionate. Intentional. Assault your lungs with the greatest of all war cries - We are! We exist! I, The offset - the only word we know. Light, alignment - a truth that can be known. Veil held across the sun, only we can burn you! This is when all things can be sacred - held to fire. Removal of all that we know. Torn in two - the sky breaks like a seed spreading its blueprint on the Earth. All things beyond the man-made culminate and fall... Passionate. Intentional. Assault your lungs with the greatest of all war cries - We are! We exist!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Intentional omission. Quiet, fertile ground. unfinished thought... hovering word - rising up from the Earth. Steps with no echo. Breath heard by no one. Wake up! Waking! Dried dirt and grit in our teeth. cracks in the mud on our hands. Breathing out the dust in our lungs - unity without a sound. until the light takes us, until the dawn... bleary eyes that see the sun - unity without a sound. We step, and the clouds move! What place is this? Should, and should not - swaying field of convention. Knowing and doing simply to choose. Follow! Fall! Stand!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

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Be still and at peace! What is the equation of this? What is the sum of all parts? Here, all things grow on their own. Earliest of mornings - awareness before birth. It was there - in my dreaming... pressed tot he ground. Every law, and all I had felt dissolved into sound. Now I have come to know that all of this is meaningless as I fall deeper into love, waking from this slumber.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

I Once had Conscious thought. Are these landscapes truly infinite? Who am I, but an eclipse of the sunlight? Who am I but an eclipse?

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

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Thrown into the wind to create. Held under the dirt for seven days. Nothing is hastened, all things are done. O, evening to morning! "Then come to me in bright defile, where judgement day is not a thing that can be delayed for overlong." * Silence at Dawn. Everything in its place. Slow moving tides reflect cinnabar skies. The Earth is beautiful and one day I shall die. I'll step into forever, where the edge is gone. The Earth unseeded - The sun sets upon nowhere. Beauty as emptiness? Oh, what will I do with such beauty as emptiness? And now in light, and in knowledge of this... what must I do? what must be done? Millions of embers have gone out behind my back. Four hundred billion more stare at me from the dull horizon. Where do I stand? What claim to make? So I will let the scales fall from my eyes - for here in this light I am speechless! Who am I to speak of morality?

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

Wake! This is silence and silence is still! Blossomed fist! O, Altruist! I am immortal. I am Dead. I have everything. I have nothing. I am immortal. I am Dead. I have everything. I have nothing at all. Nothing at all. At each core, soft approximation. delicate abstraction. Function and Form. So maintained - Ceasing acquisition. True manifestation as I become dust. Great reversal! This - a fleeting formation of matter! Self defined! We are immortal. We are dead. We have everything. We have nothing. We are immortal. We are dead. We have everything. We have nothing at all. Nothing at all. Yet now my eyes on a darkened mirror - seeing everything in part. We are awake! Millions stare back! All of our kind! We will know each other as we are known!

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025