Words As Ciphers,Metaphors In Dogmatic Imperative Tenses:TENFOLD DIVINITIES.The Long Road Home.Blood Curses.THE INFINITE HUNGERTar Pits,To Cult Of The Wyrm,Rose Petal Waves,Practicing gratitude for my one…Guarantee:Goodnight Void.Black Hole Son.Cryptids;Unsure if we're still Human.
No.I must not fall.Not to infection;Pain,Or violence.Bruising my own skin.Holding my suffering in a palm.Sources of hidden power,Tools or Weapons sequestered -For my paths toward Humanism.Eschewing my Misanthropy,Best I can.Metaphors.Pseudonyms.Call Signs.My Gift:Infinite Creation.
Never stops,No.Infinite Creation.Insomniac side effects.Tossing.Turning.At times silently reciting lucidity mantras,For hours.Preparing for life or death,To endure in ever looming nightmares.The damn things rarely ever fucking work.My Metaphor Million Blades?Cruelty Incarnate?Powerless.
Goodnight,Void,My Love.COMFORTING EMPTINESSOnly assurance,Weeping & All.Love you forever -Past mortal ends,Weaving Witchcraft,Into Runes Of Language -Syntax Asunder,Gaping & Raw.Lexicons Smashed,Library of Alexandria Still Burning,Along with evil desecrations of books.Frozen In Time.
Swear blood oaths,In very old ways,Promising to be thy shadows;Always having their backs -At but call or invoked name.Honour.Truth.Kindness.Love.Taking chainsaw blades,Mixing oil,Gasoline,With blood.Shake hands thereafter,You need not rip your palms to tatters -My iron,Carbon'll do.
ENOUGHStill.This great era,My Season Of The Wyrm,Must Come In Fits & Starts.Output Legendary.Fit for demons,Or silly little gods -I write.Yet Spells & Concepts:Ideas & Reductions:Metaphors & Similes:Thousand Masks:Remain Mortal,Each Midnight.For Hours Thereafter:Dreaming Cryptids.
I know it's a harbinger of justice thing.Neurodivergent AF.Harking The End,As Cozy Companion.Soothsaying Ragnarok -No Wait, It's Already Ongoing.I've literally watched the white ash,Like snow -Falling across my bare skin.Like toxic precipitation.Carbon, better spent elsewhere.Driving my...
Dire Straights.These Witching Hours Grown Long.1:03pmDigital existence unending.Murmuring Wisdoms Into The Void.Prayers To Entropy.Existentialism,Nihilism,Stoicism,All.Spells Woven From Simplest Fears;Of Dark.Entomology.More Ancient Nerve Endings.Vertigo Drops,In Pits Of Thy Stomach.
back where i'm fromcall it big dickin'ego first methodology,devoid of proper ego deathlove that shit in dosesfiner than perfect oblivionpeace at long lastfrom tortured existences of oursshit is fucking toxic.slap your fucking handsdon't fucking touch meyou don't know who i amnever didha
Goodnight,Void.Got 'tism in spades,As kids might say.Mark of honour,For Logger Gurus.Respect for Pattern Recognition,Gifted freely.Wise old mountain men,From the deepest forests -Far outside of cell range.Frontiers to help people,Taking only resources that renew.Hermit Witch Guru.Monk.
Ya know?Glad I get hate crimed.I can take the hit,So some poor kid out there;Don't take it.Can,Have,Lifted middle fingers,Fists tucked.90 Degree Angle Elbow.Punk Of Ye Olden Dayz.Backwhen read Riot Grrl Zines,Super young on internet.Dial-Up & all.Butch Lesbian Theatre Teacher Idols.
See?Flows endlessly.Couldn't stop it if I tried.Decades alone in dark rooms,Lit white by monitor.Farming my dopamine,From thin air.Existential Implosions,In Beautiful Slow Motion.Simply poke it,Prod it,Until it moves.Like nudging thy pet,With foot.Now,Let's Get The Fuck Outta Here.
Good Morning,Void.Let Us Wake Tomorrow,I'll Siphon Your Power To Change My World.Playing Along An Axis,Human Beings,Homo Sapiens Sapiens,Were Never Meant To Touch.Complex Reasoning;Beautifully Varying Degrees.Blessing Us In Apex Predations.History,Even Prehistory,All Human Inventions.
Enough.Enormous Goal Post Near?Can Wait.Taste It.Smell It On Air.Director Asked If I Smelled Propane.Joked:"Place Smelled Like It For Decades."Give Ghosts,So You Play At Fusion -On 'Morrow.Wanna Know Secrets?Bare Borne,Mine Are?Still skip monologue of "That Power."'Erry Time.
Modern History Lesson;From Baba,Hermit Guru.Secular Witchcraft,Perfect Paradox.Holding Metaphor Like A Fucking Knife.Explaining "Woke" As Temporal Cultural Context:"Used It In 2010-ish as Slam Poet Hipsters;To Shortcut:'We're Not A Bigot.'"Look At What They've Twisted It Into,Like A Slur.
Offer of Symbiosis,Eh?Stupid Old Man.Stupider,Older Cryptid Than I.I'd do it because you asked,& I Still Respect You.Love You.Even If You Don't Always Respect Me.Surpassed ya a decade ago,Least.You're merely another superpower,Plan to drag with me by heel,Towards My Humanist Utopia.
here,logger guru,some free advice,FROM A WYRMAn Ending,So We Can Have Beginnings.Devouring Entire Generations,With Power Of Sheer Entropy.Social Engineering -Most Powerful Weapon I Could Ever Wield.Consuming A Zeitgeist So Entirely,As I Can,To Juice My Pattern Recognition A Hundredfold.
Fuck You.feeding on heartbreakknives scraping around my sternumYou Remain My Last Weakness.i'll piss on yer grave when you diepromiseRemain Broken,Even If Still Fixing Ourselves One Weakness,At A Time.Still.Power In Composure.Foucault On Mind.Language Remains Power.Still Need To Hold It.
MOREMOREMOREMORE MORE MOREMy Infinite Hunger;As Greek Chorus.Drinking Dopamine.Demanding All..This Blood Curse,Merely One Of At Least Five.Medical Diagnoses,Make Me Different To Most.Let's Play Cards In Bell Curves,Making Mana In Parabolas.Can Ya See "Algorithmicly?"MOREYes.I Know.More.
Some Things Aren't Really Worth,A Logger Guru's Salt.Wearing Gear;Was Always Just Common Sense.So We Weighed The Choices:Opted For Earmuffs,No Hardhat.Saved Hearing -At Expense Of Knocks Or Two.Least haven't lost fingertips & tendons,Like My Logger Guru.Not allowed to use the name!Hah!