The Misanthrope's Fable

Welcome one and all, the young and the old, tis now the time to commence our little tale, a fable of kindness that turned to misanthropy. So Pay attention,and as our vibrations shake you to your core, you might just find yourself the same no more..... There’s an unknown rhythm in the universe A rhythm that binds all things, and the one who deviates Will be cursed, will be insane And I can tell you this man is Descarte....

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

A new vibration is born In the ocean of void An infant burst into tears He knows his future drama A miracle , a wonder Noone has seen before This coccoon carries sadly the bearer of bad news Chorus: ‘‘God is a fairytale Where humans fail and evil prevails Your wisdom soon will spread As you cross the land Cause you are divine’’ In a blink of the cosmic eye The earth was meant to change All life is futile now but will be meaningful soon Infant Descarte is harmless His will is clandestine Chorus: ‘‘God is a fairytale Where humans fail and evil prevails Your wisdom soon will spread As you cross the land Cause you are divine’’ Thousand years had passed since the Great Bang Minds on earth were stale and miserable In the spiritual field no progress had been made But DNA evolves and seeks revenge Thousand years have passed And DNA seeks revenge Descarte: ‘‘Who am I what is this? Am I the same with all things? I have some limbs, saliva, Some eyes (that) can see around I’m not the same with this I am supreme, divine We are seemingly all humans just wait and you will see Just wait and you will suffer’’ As soon as as his ‘I’ came into being He realised his oddness The earth puppets thought that they were free But he knew he was nothing more than nothing The key is to know one’s self And he already knew more by comprehending his nothingness

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

..and a new day has come for all the men on earth Descarte’s DNA was of a higher class He could enslave all minds, he could trap all your moves Just by ‘reading’ your subconscious thoughts At first glance he was a lovely child But no man dared to look at his face He held the whip hand and could hypnotize Everyone just by staring at his eyes Descarte: ‘‘Can you conceive that your DNA hasn’t changed? Thousands of years went to waste Cause you walk blind, you never dared to exceed To exceed what lies beyond your selfish genes’’ And as Descarte grew old and turned 25 His whole philosophy was finalised In his hovel, alone, surrounded (by) ancient books The age-long wisdom led to bliss and wealth Descarte: ‘’Have you realised that your minds never changed? Thousands of years went to waste Cause you walk blind, you never cared to see To see what lies beyond your feeble eyes’’ ‘‘How can you bear all this madness? Black, white, grey and black and white again Nothing is new, your nadir is reached This pendulum’s swing came to a halt... I disdain to co-exist with you’’

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

Descarte: ‘‘There is free energy, motion and life But we dissipate to feed our entropy Our destiny is thermal death and emptiness But who cares, Hail nothingness’’ ‘‘We are stardust, we are some cursed men fallen from grace years ago We’ve shaped this world out of our thoughts We aren’t concrete, we only exist for just tiny moments in time we vaporise, we’ll never be’’ ‘‘Let’s presuppose there is something concrete and let’s say this is god How can then this great God disappears when the mind stops? If something is dependent on the existence of my mind, how can it be concrete? Contingent and dependent is the essence of our beings, these strands can not be unraveled How could it be concrete? Dependent , mind fabric, dematerialized , we ‘ll always cease to be We are mind fabrics’’ ‘‘He who is sober and reached enlightenment Sadness will crush his mind as wisdom Is a sore that bleeds joy’’ ‘‘ Stars will guide me to your saviour!’’ This world was not constructed for a man like Descarte He failed to adapt his mind to this trivial planet thoughts like shadows hid the light and poisoned him and as he drunk his wine he fell in a trance with the help of Alcohol he fell in a trance and formed his vision of the ideal planet Descarte: ‘‘I’ve found all the answers, my mind is now free I despise your saviours, your satan your gods We came from nothing and to nothing we’’ll return Our destiny is nothingness’’ ‘‘We are stardust, we are some cursed men fallen from grace years ago We’ve shaped this world out of our thoughts We aren’t concrete, we only exist for just tiny moments in time we vaporise, we’ll never be’’

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

Flashing lights and rhythmic sounds They fill this night People are enjoying a festival But Descarte is here He has a plan in his mind Such an evil plan... Descarte: ‘‘I will grant you some pain To help you exceed yourself Pain will excite your brain cells You are numb, you are a slumberous trivial being but I show no contempt I will assert my authority to guide your steps to cosmic balance’’ The music stops people stand still, they are hypnotized Now it’s time to make them weep He will assail their young ones And teach them a lesson As soon as Descarte whispered ‘‘now you are free to move’’ screams and moans flooded the skies, the tragedy was complete Descarte: ‘‘Lord look at my wondrous deeds, they breathe my gorgeousness A single knife is like a paint-brush for my art, my grotesque art I am the onset of Hell in their lives’’ ‘‘I will grant you some pain To help you exceed yourself Pain will excite your brain cells You are numb, you are a slumberous trivial being but I show no contempt I will assert my authority to guide your steps to cosmic balance’’ The murdered children: ‘O God why you flee in panic? Where is your grace? Innocent flesh dissolved into pieces, now we are forlorn Our demons will make our people wiser’’

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

...and soon his fame spread, they all knew he was to blame the smell of blood was fresh, so Descarte left this place Descarte: ‘‘My plan has come undone and pain didn’t cure their mind They are effigies of men, they never dreamt, they never wondered’’ ‘‘Without respite I’ll go on , failure won’t thwart my schemes Under compulsion their minds will conform with mine And I will build the Empire of Mind’’ This genius porter, this bold villager Would unfold his most devious plans And soon he’d claim the throne Descarte: ‘‘I have to charm the princess now, I’ll mesmerise her, make her a puppet’’ ... ...and she was powerless to battle Descarte’s charm The princess was struck by his aura and his mind Their marriage took place with befitting resplendence And one day oddly enough, the king died a sudden death And...Descarte became the King... Descarte: ‘‘Without respite I’ll go on , failure won’t thwart my schemes Under compulsion their minds will conform with mine And I will build the Empire of Mind’’ ‘‘ I hold the power now, you will all obey me I’ll burn down temples, churches, gods These things hold men down to earth Your spirit should transcend the barriers Of your animal past and your superstitions My academies will provide knowledge to everyone’’ Under compulsion men were instructed to study the arts Descarte’s schools acquainted them with the secrets of every science And yet they were unhappy, they remained fools . . . Descarte: ‘‘Despite of my efforts, they rebelled against me, they’re doomed’’ Chorus: ‘‘Beauty is revealed, stars will soon bleed’’ Descarte: ‘‘I know, you all seek the same: short-term happiness You can’t see beyond your blind eyes and so you’ll stay cursed’’ ‘‘ Once I had a dream, to bequeath my knowledge to these people but damn! They’re but slaves to their fake lust and they’ll never fathom me’’

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

There is an unknown rhythm in the Universe A rhythm that binds all things And the one who deviates Will be insane, will be cursed... Descarte: ‘‘I revolt at the sight of these creatures but no one will avoid chastisement My wrath now governs my body Their deeds are an insult to the king’’ Their future was preordained And their hybris will now turn against them Like a bolt Descarte: ‘‘ Who are you men? Why you think you worth more than a worm?’’ ‘‘Disgusting men, you live in shame you can’t see more than your eyes your only concern is your damned vanity Try to flutter your wings and you’ll fall Consigned to your delusions, you have shaped a world where you are the only King’’ ‘‘ Who are you men? Why you think you worth more than a worm?’’ The throne is wreathed in mist This wisdom’s Mathusaleh His attitude would soon change His Love has turned to Wrath The Empire of Mind has failed Their hybris will now turn against them Descarte’s deadliest wrath would descend upon them

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

Descarte: ‘‘Void, through kaleidoskope eyes Reveals no earthly reflection Shining Black, Shining white in the Spheres of finite perception Bounded by flesh in theory Unleashed through great words of wisdom Emptiness clings to logical rules A Void that was born of reason’’ ‘‘There is no Image, nor shape nor form Just Tracts of flesh slumbering deeper and deeper IN BROAD DAYLIGHT MISANTHROPY Void is crowned the Victor’’ ‘‘I doubt there was ever a temple No force behind colours, no magic Collective bliss, the absolute peace In Broad daylight Deceit’’ Hail the hollow BODY BELIEF! Hail the fake Clever Design!’’ Coiled the pitch black NOTHING Blooms in the king’s Misanthropy ...A Wounded wolf, the once gracious Descarte a devoted servant of reason had now realised this world won’t ever change the Empire of Mind is Utopian

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

Descarte: ‘‘Gather around me my Children For one last display of my fist I ‘ll offer these men-drones my lattermost act before the void devours me This is the place where the meek rule the divine Proven hopelessly wrong, FOOLS, unworthy of my Empire’’ ‘‘"Descarte No Heart" I hear your petty screams And indeed I don’t Give a damn for you anymore!’’ He washed his hands In Infants' blood Still they made him Indifferent and Cold Filth dubbed ignorance Bliss Chorus: ‘‘and so they lived... they joined the world’s hidden rhythm and became stars...’’ Descarte: ‘’Surrender your subconscious, let me guide you by the hand! I’ll hypnotize all living men’’ The will Of ONE In the mind of billions His Seed for a RADIANT World He washed his hands In Infants' blood Still they made him Indifferent and Cold Filth dubbed ignorance Bliss Chorus: ‘‘and so they lived... they joined the world’s hidden rhythm and became stars...’’ His last mighty plan was to hypnotize all beings The instructions were precise ‘‘live and let die, obey your fake Gods never doubt, never wonder’’ This was his utmost punishment To a humanity that hurt him deep inside They’d go on living their lives...hypnotized Descarte: ‘‘ Once I had a dream, to bequeath my knowledge to these people but damn! They’re but slaves to their fake lust and they’ll never fathom me’’

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025