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COMPOS MENTIS

Sounds of the mind
Imaginative patterns
Lifting spirit
Ever flowing sea of hope
Nowhere on the path of eternity
Confusing existence
Everything will be.

HE'S BACK

Look up at the wall.
What is that rectangle box?
The lid open?
Has our flexible friend Tooms
Gone back for revenge to feed?
His yellow-green eyes
Peering through the barbed screen of death.

WEB OF DESTRUCTION

It will drip down from the doomy skies.

Seeking for the other space.

The century has come, my friends,
To discover the truth,
To know the secret kept from mankind.

They are already here.
Waiting watching.
Their only purpose;
Save the world from
This corrupt society.

The lights have dimmed
And so ends the human race.
We have endured patience too long.
Earth dwellers have been destroying each other,
The pleasure will be ours in finishing the job.
Now you pathetic fools
Shall experience our power.
My power.
Only our kind is worthy enough to rule.

Fear us not,
Only one goal, one duty,
To desire, to acquire
What is rightfully ours;
Your humanity.

TRUTH HURTS

I sit at the head of the glass china table.
Staring towards me are
Blooming trees reflecting from the ancient gold mirror.
I can see what lies behind me,
What stands in front of me.
What I need is to become a mirror,
To truly see.

AT THE BEACH

Beneath my feet
Is a land of sand to defeat
For my toes to play in
Like fish and their fins.

VIE D'UN FEU

Brittle
Standing tall
Swaying to the music of our last breath.

INSPIRATION AT CINESCAPE

Circle of yellow, blue, red
It's flakes tingling in my head
Spreading this marvel
Across the cornered wall
All alone with a message to be sent
Perhaps this ball wants us
To see more
Will the edge of
The universe resemble any of this
Vivid particles bunched up
Floating
There are other colours wanting to
Be seen
But as usual, we don't see;
Nothing is noticed in the first place.

THOUGHT OF THE DAY

We all live in a dream where things come true.
No matter how hard you try
You can't find you.

EXPECTED DEFEAT

Death is dying.
Tiny flying creatures
Eating away at its core
Creating imperfect circles

SILVER APPLES

I sit with the silver apples and
Watch their sorrow.
The branches with leaves
Reaching, contorting for joy.
The joy is touched and received.
They will live like me.

NEVER HAVE TREES BY THE BEACH

There is something
About these trees that bother me.
The leaves live in gloom among the sunlight,
Yet they do not shine in the moonlight.
What is wrong here?
The tree trunk, well it doesn't know what to do either.
Fall is approaching.
Could that be the reason for all this confusion?
Am I being blocked?
Denied access?
The trees are ugly,
Sorry to say, but
What more could be displayed?

IO, MIO, MI

I firmly turn the doorknob,
Closing the door with a whisper.
It is now sealed in my domain.
All I feel, think, see, hear, breath, touch, dream, know
Is nothing but silence.
I remove my whitened clothing and
Slip into my sleeping attire.
Each movement is slowly performed for
Secrets to be revealed.
I close my eyes,
I see my future.
Past, Present, Future playing together so
The light can seep into my soul to my mind
And back, to let me know it has been acknowledge.
I envision a sanctuary where all my
Worries, fears, regrets, sufferings, flaws, annoyances are
Dying by the fiery hands of my conscious.
How I deserve to discover such a place.

WELCOME

Welcome, to my dimension of twisted thoughts.
The mysterious fire smirks at my mind.
Gentle breathes of wind attempting to find
The secrets and desires of the flames.
To give me joy is its game.
But as each hour passes my dreams will be slayed.
When all has vanished
I will cease to be.

The forest is peace,
The forest is life.
I am home.
The silence speaks to me.
I am free,
The world is mine.
Mountains, strength,
Vegetation, progression.
Alone I sit, alone I write.
Nothing matters but
Mind, spirit, love.
The cool air calms my soul,
A glowing sun shows me hope.
Time and space fluctuate.
The mind jumps to the next level;
A heightened awareness and
Sense of everything and nothing.
The train rolls in.
One by one the cars pass by
Like life's events flashing by.
Life ends but the
Spirit will survive.

WHAT AWAITS

For the cold that feeds my hungers,
The wind breathing words desperately needed,
Though fingers numb, throat strained,
The living continues
In this living Hell.

Clouds of Shadows, reach for the atmosphere
Wrathing down at the whinny mortals.
The Undying Ones will conquer the cosmos.
This is the present, this is the future
Bleeding into a murmur.

FAIR NIGHT

This fair night is like all other nights;
Where I come out of hiding to create delight.
To capture my victims' exotic wine
And embrace their secret souls so fine.
As their wails are buried into sea
They shall live like you and me.

ON FRIENDSHIP

Confide in me.
Trust me.
Believe me.
Believe in me.
Listen to me.
Talk to me.
Pray with me.
Pray for me.
Watch me.
Guide me.
Promise me.
Hate me.
Love me.
Ignore me.
Care for me.
Dare me.
Challenge me.
Discipline me.
Cry with me.
Laugh with me.
Smile with me.
Gossip on me.
Love me.
Hope for me.
Share with me.
I am here.

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