Supra Absurdum
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ref 1 I was wandering in the woods of dawn as I flew in the face of logic the night before the mourning after ref 2 gifted with such wonderful wounds caress the salty waters the light in the dead of the day whispers gently; birds of prey attack in vain decay and sustain release this greater art of wrath Early spring: Silence is forced to leave, uncovering immature thoughts. Are they yet to be unleashed? Orion rules the sky once more, orbiting the polar star. What weak companion that I am to him. Has winter wiped the forsaken thought, whose twitching I believe to feel? No longer shall it dwell within. Early spring is on my mind, throughout of another kind. Yet, as I bethink again, I recognise him very well. ref 1, ref 2
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Jun 22, 2026
Shouldn’t we make a mental move and step across the brink of the end. For what we abandon we won’t forget; finally there’s nothing left to defend. Let us be the ones to arrive first far beyond the horizon of men! If memories don’t strike me down on my way, I’ll always remember where it began. Step forth, across the end! This hell again, but never I’ll bend. One by one I saw them die, so; do I know for whom I cry?! Step forth, but do look back, even though looks might kill. Another step, another track, into the north, into the chill. In a distance I should find unsteady sources of cheer and happiness; friends who present exciting amusement that even offers long desired caress. Therefore easy may seem my state of mind when you behold my carelessly acting. (But) heavily weighs the yearning within that makes me cling to the older thing.
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Jun 22, 2026
watch out the perilous path of men on that we walk or run if we can is long and grueling and icy and steep the valley beside (is) deadly and deep open your eyes and take another look the path is gone and so is the rook but mischief you’ll receive (so) get on your feet observe and complete the tasks you’re gifted with Jarð skal rifna ok upphiminn
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Jun 22, 2026
a kingdom all black though shimmering white conclusions and lies as siblings, eternal the wind, the choir, the sand bitter the loss I have to endure but things go on, and time does cure it’s now I explore all the great lore that has been offered to me it’s now I explore how much I adore my world which turns no more though carrying a doleful name it’s with this gift I light my flame burning, flickering, glimmering up high burdened by tears, but never to die
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Jun 22, 2026
don’t claim our aim you’ll just gain pain surcease silence is screaming in the air nothing can stop this horrible flair even your pretty golden hair doesn’t blind me, be aware distorted waves, misled and useless just like praying to some god high above but still so many fools around pretending worms living greater forms of lies turn back to the filth, preferably underground go down and drown before all dignity dies silence is screaming in the air nothing can stop this horrible flair I don’t care how much you dare it doesn’t blind me, be aware
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Jun 22, 2026
I am sitting at a table, ease and comfort never tiring. The empty chairs call upon, the crackling blaze inquiring, for the shining one to come. ref Space offers opportunity and forces everything to be. Time is my companion and shall never deceive me. They arrive, they laugh and haver, plates are served, cups are drained, they come and go, as they did ever. The fire still burns, remarking silently that noone is left to talk to me. ref Wherein lies the sense of this, whereto went they, what’s one gains? Live is but a moment’s kiss, only memories is what remains.
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Jun 22, 2026
…and they roam on and on day by day ref 1 wake up hell-come the truth yes it hurts sustain the pain n’ attain salvation ref 2 can you see the flowers growing in all that blood dyed soil can you see the lost souls glowing forever, they will toil ref 1 can you see the rivers flowing ‘round all the sins of men can you see the sad ones owing their lives to lies since then praise the woods of old, praise the winds so cold please guide our way, through these seven days of may supra absurdum supra absurdum on this journey, through black reality we’d touched Utopia a place quite far from here on our journey, through black reality we met ourselves in a sphere quite far from here ref 2 you failed the task finally abandoned and piles of loss once more in my mind praise the woods of old, raise this place of grace please guide our way, through these seven days of may
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Jun 22, 2026
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