Wednesday, July 19, 2006

solaris
Just a number of small thoughts.

Ext.1
Beneath the snow we can no longer touch,
The slow tick-tock beat of your fluttering heart,
Becomes evermore quiet in this instance of time.
I want to leave a bit more quietly in this silence.
I'm sorry for all the pain we have suffered.
My l.ost love I'm sorry.

Ext.2
The darkness captures everything in sight,
man has not prepared to carry thier impossible burden. Pray to the paper idol to free you from opression. Man is fool in attempting to believe in all that does not exist. Godess of the night exhalt him from his foolish side. Lead to a path of symphonic misery. Cry your acidic tears.

Ext.3
Our defying presence ends everything leading to our delicious destruction. Love, you and I will travel to the ends of eternity.

Ext.4
My pain is outlined by the darkness throughout the lining of your heart. I cannot stop listening to the rain at the door. My pain is wrapped in delusion, the bandages slip over my eyes blinding my heart to your banging sonnet.

Ext.5
Let us watch the clouded sky from above, have our fondest dreams float to earth in a spiral. Let us not cling to the last strand of our grief. Moonlight.

Ext.6
A moonlit night such as this, has never seemed so mystical. Your presence beneath the moon draws envy even from the goddess herself. May our encounter echo upon the moon`s gentle surface.

Ext.7
Our sleepless warmth left behind at the train station of our forgotten dreams We dive into oblivion, in this cold autumn wind follows my barren shadow. Let us walk together, forever hand in hand.

Ext.8
Happiness is forever outside my grasp, the butterfly's wings are broken. I can no longer find what I hold most dear, Can you?
Your world to me is forever gone, my wings will not cross to yours. We are forever to forget what we loved most, my most loved had been you.
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Wednesday, July 5, 2006

push the horizontal vision
Push the horizontal vision

Let go of eternity, holding on is no longer an option.
The synch of diversion has lynched the directed concept.
Our movment in the dampened city is monitored by shadows.
Can you answer my call?

My phone has hung up the line, I`m counting the seconds to the final moment.
The shards flew away from my grasp as the blinding weightlessness swallowed my pride.
Pouring the wine into the glass and missing the spatters that burn and cascade as tears of heaven.
I stare outside my window, my thoughts race by on the matrix infosphere behind my walls.
Will you answer my 400 year messages?

The countdown has begun, the race commensed and the end is no where in sight.
The radar booms at the friction of grief, your song whisks away the playful winds.
Our movement is tracked from all sides, do you trust enough to wound?
The lines screech to a halt, the phone rings without without a dial tone.
The fear overides the adrenaline rush, push the horizontal vision.

just a sample of the piece, not much.
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Sunday, July 2, 2006

silence must be heard
Reaallly old one.

In this existence where hereadity is of little importance.
Sunrise of early dawn, the roots of all life, follow the path of the stars.
Brother Moon, Sister Sun.
The brethen must be told of the ancient tales from days past.
We follow our loved through the circle of time.

The infinate nexus, charred magia.
Curses lifted upon other curses, eternity is in full sway,
The unforgotten compleation of Arcadia
Our stand alone complex

Puzzles and mazes of the minds
Our bones will become the foundation of the next race.
Allow society quay the aquarian age, fists of Orion.
Technological boom, the robotics in us
Made of steel, my immortal
Beautiful beyond ages

Voice of existence, speak forth
Break all the sound barriers
live in a world of silence
Speak ina language of physics

Listen,listen well....the voice of our existence is speaking
Do not sing, do not make a sound the gentle barrier will break
In this world of silence, search for a sound.
Travel to the end of reason Insanity`s symphony is beautiful.
Fall back into the damp schrills, scream, break our fragile emotions.

Move in a rythm, become one with the techno.
Make noise! Compose the music of knowledge on a richter's scale
Commense the begining of a new age of beat

Two paths, two doorways.... The road of silence, the road of sound.
Pick out which destiny you wish to follow.
The road of sound, be careful not to break the limits of our minds.
World of silence, drop into a cradle of unique pattern.
Suspend all interference with nirvana.
Strech your senses and listen the silence is pleading, silence must be heard.....

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Friday, June 30, 2006

just a question
Either way it all seems the same, I can`t comtrol what I feel. It`s because I am human. Nothing is worth anything anymore. I can only hide behind the seemless facade. This so simply ironic, evading everything for mindless few moments of peace. Written in cryptic form but still nothing but luminus thoughts drifting among the debris of my mind. Humans are truly worhtless, I just happen to be lowest of the low. Why cannot the world be emotionless, then nothing would effect us. Not pain, not love, not misery.

What happens to be the point of everything if it cannot solve anything? "Knowledge is everything" and 'Ignorance is bliss" I'd rather waste away, then live for meaning. Fear strikes my heart because I cannot defend or block out my emotional detachment. I have nothing of my own, just nothign. not even thought is my own. I cannot breathe out of this seemingless pain. I want nothing, not use, not purpose. If you write and continue writing everythign will eventually surface. I only need to be frozen, isn`t tat the way one survives?
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Sunday, June 11, 2006

A call to dark arms
Despair is a concept of divine beauty, it gives the bittersweet taste of sadness another meaning.
Stay with me, I cannot bear lonliness. Stay beside me, my never-ending nightmare.
Answer my call, a call to dark arms.

At dawn, you made your choice my beloved, you left me in peace and grace.
My crimson tears flowed freely then. Is god a welcoming being?
Now that my call has been denied, I still keep searching for you.
Even if you hate me till the ends of time. Answer my call.
A call to dark arms

A drink from the poisoned decanter, your wishes have been granted.
A dance that has no symbol, yet still elipses in the dawn of night.
You and I, two for tragedy. A never-ending fight for dominance.
Please I ask do not deny me any longer. Answer my call.
A call to dark arms.

I fear my heart cannot holdout any longer in anticipition.
Not even the longest books can contain the love I feel for you.
Why have you left? Was freedom your most wanted desire?
I wanted to keep you in my golden cage, away from prying eyes my silver songbird.
Answer my call, a call to dark arms.

I desired you near, I thought you could teach me passion and how it's done.
There was so much more I could have offered you, if only you had stayed.
Why did you deny my call? Was hatred truly victorious?
Never bother, nothing will hinder me in my quest for truth.
Answer my call, a call to dark arms

I have chased the eagles all to the ends of the universe in search of you.
In finality, you have ended the path here in oblivion. I`ve found you my dearest love.
We connected in momentary glances and then you spoke, your answer to my age old questions destroyed the last shards of my already broken heart.
Now I realize why you left in such quiet peace, you didn`t want to break my spirit.
You didn`t want to answer my call, a call to dark arms.

In this silent instance freedom was not the only desire in your cold heart, passion.
Passion for another, you loved them with all your being and wished for freedom to be with your beloved.
I am sorry, I loved you but you hated me for it.
I shall right my wrongs and never shame you again, I will spill my crimson tears upon the poisoned decanter and set you free. Live, and go love the one you truly do, leave me in this empty chapel where dreams will never be fullfilled. Answer my call, a call to dark arms.

I called out to you so many numerous times, that I cannot remember when I did not do so.
When I first laid sight onto you, your innocent light and glowing beauty made me believe in truth.
Your kindness broke me of my prison, my heavy chains, the sins that stained me were forgotten when you came near.You freed me of my burdens, the weight of my sins lightened in your presence. I came to adore you, then you taught me to love. I fell for you, I felt almost pure once again. I called out to you, I thought we could be together for eternity. I wanted to possess you, my heart wanted to feel this fleeting dream of mine just a bit longer. Answer my call, a call to dark arms.

In my joy I never saw my dream crumbling before me, you had another you cared for.
I never realized you had so much to fullfill, you wanted to fill the canvas of your life with so much more.
I professed my love to you one solemn day, but you never accepted.
My dream was starting to fall before me, but I ignored my rational mind and feverently hoped for acceptance.
I always gave in hope for some shard of caring, you became my everything, my will, my life, my reason for living.
In the end, I had caged you and tore your wings, you saw through my desire and fled by dawn.
Answer my call, a call to dark arms.

In silence I lost everything, now I see the truth in my dream shattered so long ago.
I never had freedom, my sins, my chains still bind me.
You only added more weight to my growing burden, my prison was reinstalled by you when the answer formed on your lips. I never wanted to return to waiting for a savior, so I broke the link between you and me.
My pain was momentary, the beauty of peace as my blood flowed in crimson rivers silenced my dying form.
My fading world sought your face, I saw you in shock then in a fleeting form as you disappeared in heavens`s light. I called out to you so many numerous times, that I cannot remember when I did not do so.
Answer my call, a call to dark arms.

You never answered, my call rang in echo in the glassy silence. My heart and feverent foolish hope could not sustain my will any longer, my heart was a battleground. My dark arms, as my soul wished for your love but my call was never answered. So I hung up on the line, and freed you. Live my love, live if not for me then for your beloved. Do not answer my call, my call to dark arms.


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Saturday, June 3, 2006

Beauty is within us
Closed the empty gateways, they`ve lead to nowhere.
Sight in monochrome, the burning in my sight renders myself blind.
Colors of europhia spilling over the silent ocean, a window into our souls.
Give lasting connections.

Feeling in monochrome, sets the frozen flame.
Seras, beauty is within us.
The boquet of roses left abandoned, on the steps of my previous location.
Order of death to Imperialist swines
Causing a rippling repetition of lifetimes.

Being in monochrome, raputres my melting carcass
Fluttering clocks in the passage of time.
Destroy this mutiny.
There is a beauty within us.

Our senses overide at the start signal.
Given knowledge is so similar to broken waste.
You seem to be making it harder to give up addiction in haste.
In truth.

We are all heartless, We live in never-ending darkness.
Glance in the mirror, your gaze fills it with crack of sadness and demise.
Somehow, we all have a burning light within us.

There is beauty within us
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Sunday, April 9, 2006

total eclipse of the moon
The five factions broke loose
Still chained to the pillar of need
You are blind to all the talk of beauty
You don`t exist to them
Break off your need and go forth

Hold your mind close and watch
Look up you are the total eclipse of the moon
Hide in tunnels, in natures teer
Pray to Cephus to save you
The faceless angel can give retribution
Disappear behind a haze

Your emotions play no part, your plight is iminate
Search and destroy, follow command without question
Are you master or puppet?
You run, run to outrun the fear
The darkness you once worshipped
Follow a stoned path
It leads to lustful angles, a world of black and grey
The second path falls to the right
Fixed with steel, a new world hidden from the face of technology

The choice, the decision you must make up holds your destiny
For you, you are the total eclipse of the moon
Words without guidence, processionly scrambled sentences
Which grow into phrases of misdemeannor
Then later blossom into paragraphs of chaos

You have come, come to a world of steel, one of no order
The future is still undetermined
But have you fled? From the darkness
From the power of guidance it held upon you?
Lie down in a field, stare up into the sky
What do you see? Heaven? The starry night?
One answer: The total eclipse of the moon
All questions answered.

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Friday, March 17, 2006

The beginning of a new revolution ………..
SYSTEM OPERATION SUSPENDED. SYSTEM ERROR!! FOCUS SHIFT ACTIVE ……
COMPREHENTION DIRECTORY OPENED…..NECROS 02020278….. ACCESSED
FULL-OPERATION SYSTEM ONLINE…….

…………….Where am I…? Who am I? The place of my existence is here… why is the atmosphere black? The switch on the far wall here should activate the generators. This place is covered in marble, looks like it has been built by mans`s hand. Stone __classification: no.222907 marble. The stone of spirit. What is spirit? Is it a program or maybe a password? Spirit. I must leave here, must find what spirit is. But, what is my classification? Marble is pure, marble is a stone and my own coating is made of platinum-steel infused marble. Hmm? What is this? The place looks a very elaborate tomb, how interesting. I wonder, how could I have ended up here? I look around for the first time since I come back online, noticing it was dark, I switched to night vision. The room in front of me seemed elegant yet almost bare except for a plasma computer and a large casket positioned in the center of the room.

As soon as I had glanced at the ceiling, I saw something above the support-pillars adorned by de-active robots, getting up I shifted my gaze to the very many pillars around the huge room that stretched for a least a mile. I came closer to one pillar I stood near, in more observed detail I could make out that these robots had human attributes. Some, as I glanced had the standard format, thick body armor and bulky fixed joints. While there were a few that just look to human to be true, but by the bracelets they wore it was easy to tell they were machine. I looked at my own body, and with very horrifying surprise I saw a bracelet on my wrist. I decided to ignore the annoying bracelet for the moment, and look for a way out of this place in order to find more answers, it seems my memory has been suppressed, no surprise there. I continued to scan the area, sighing at the lack of visible doors, I set my sights on the computer. Sitting down in the chair I typed in a simple word ``start`` and the computer whirred and the screen lit up. A main screen came up and I decided to search a bit until something useful came up, but when I accessed a human mannerism program the computer let out a painful yelp.

a taste of an old tale of mine
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Friday, March 10, 2006

   aria`s poem
The words of lost feelings Aria writes about Alabaster sinner:

Let me remember your eyes,
The deep mechanical violet eyes that drove me insane
Let me hear your voice
The precise sonic low pitch of your magical voice
Tell me why you are so cold
Where is your programmed heart when you need it?

Let me remember your form,
The rock steel touch you give me,
The feeling of techno absorption being near you
Let me remember your reflection,
The soft outlines of your deepest contours
Can’t you tell your inner truths, the deepest hidden mysteries?
Your memory is so bitterly sad to forget
With every attempt, another part of my heart breaks away.

Why love, so hateful of the first retaliation in doubt?
You were near me only for several hours, but it felt like years
Then you just disappeared, like the first snowflake of winter on my lips
How it aches in the empty bowels of my soul now.
My innocence is tarnished, yet the feeling of love still exists in the crystal champagne glass.

I only wish to find you once more
And revel in the fleeting happiness my torn heart will give me
In my nightmares of intense detail you lurk,
Every of my activities, some reminder of you are always there.
At this rate I’m afraid, I will die from loneliness.
Will you ever return to me my beloved?
My most saddening secret?
Please, don’t tear me with your absence any longer.
Then, my most horrible fear could come true
Will you ever come back to me?

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Sunday, March 5, 2006

Hourglass of the shattered heart
The glass shines under the flurescent torches
Demons gaurd the beautifully mysterious gate
Curiosity draws the stained innocents near
Beware the lore of this sacred area
The shadows of moonlight crawl here
They wait in shrouded anticipation to taste the black blood of the damned

Depressionist come my way and draw out the mistress that schemes for a suicided wife
In the midst of the young night a body a lays adrift in the rivers of time... this scene bends and twists the subconcious of the young

A storyteller spins tales of the deep in the shrouds of silver moonlight
Will he ever remind us of the Shaman`s existence I don`t know.
Nostadame, its gothic air still lingers as the soul of it`s cruel prince as he chants into the silence

Heartless, the mistress sins out spells of the criminal mind enflaming us all in her apocalyptic prowress.

I return to my seat at the devil`s poison altar, watching the universe, through the looking glass of my soul
This quiet silence gives me no remorse, I enter back to the chamber...
Past the demons,near the shadows, by the side of the mistress, toward the depressionist.....
After the storyteller, I forever stay

In this carefully guarded chamber of my barren soul
Which lies the hourglass of the shattered heart

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