Phanerozoic I: Palaeozoic
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The cracks were visible in the beginning. Now we're staring deep down into the guts of the earth. We've been watching these two tectonic plates slowly drifting apart. And wen the first cracks appeared on the surfaces, we had surrendered our hopes to reality. Odds and ends adding up to a serious kick in the teeth of vanity. At this stage any will for solutions had bowed to the gallows. You showed your true colours only in my absence. Crawl away. Don't grind your teeth. Make believe you were never here. You piled up inside of you an extensive collection of small monuments to frustration and failure to communicate. And this was the tragic dilemma of our constellation: Not the difference between us but the lack of honest talks. You showed your true colours only in my absence. Crawl away. Don't grind your teeth. Make believe you were never here. I turned the tables on you after you had seized everything that was not nailed to floor, or locked away. And now you're waving the flag of justice and equity. The devil takes the hindmost.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
Dust. All I see red. I know this state you're in. Time has come, once again. This is not our habitat. This is not our place to be. You and me, we took great pains to not get down too deep. Down into the raging stream of our subconsciousness. Shadows are passing by. Sometimes they're close to catching up. Sea scorpions prowl these waters. They are the apex predators. This time we won't surrender facing the unknown. Close your eyes, hold your breath. Tell me now, are you really sure you wanna walk this path once more. We know what's lurking at the end of the road. Blank out all painful reminders of past indignation. Another rough double reality day. I understand now how it feels to be trapped inside the lair of light. Reflections bouncing off the walls... To be losing any sense of time while every clear thought dissolves. Learn to embrace the the gift of ambiguity. It sets you free. We have said a few things now that we have never said before. And I don't know yet what that means. Maybe we will wake up tomorrow with gratitude and uncertainty that all the glaciers will retreat. Yield to warm and shallow seas. Or maybe not.. I am super fucked and all I really want is to sleep now. Exposed to my interpretations. Please cut me out of this equation. Release me. My conscience is as clean as the bluest sky after a storm. You were so proud of our achievements. We have said a few things now that we have never said before. And I don't know yet what that means. Maybe we will wake up tomorrow...
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
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