Tri-Battle Thought-Form Engagement

Yesterday lineage shock its own hand. Our progression had a family tree. Motivation was firmly rooted In motherly memories, Bearing the fruit of ideals from fatherly actions. Becoming for some the thought of children, Children for others were thoughts becoming. Today the guiding hand of intuition Has been severed. But thoughts are a part of all that is you And you are a part of all that they do. Each serving methods that results in the other. Becoming for some the thought of children, Children for others were thoughts becoming. Children of memories, Habit and fear all bear our name And are alive and reflected In the world that we share. Tomorrow, egotism back, will be against a wall That it built to protect. Protogenesis/integration – your family calls.

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

Again your vortex dreamer Passes trough your mind, Back to its intuitive home; Carrying thoughts, Taking less space than they hold; With ideals that are feared By the ego clone; And understanding renounced To keep you alone. Gaze upon the mirror of your inertia And view the point: Access to Axis, It’s your reflection that misses the point. Its elitist foundation Is built on raging sands. Fictional insanity? Or blatant reality? Which face of the face do you face?

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025