Heard sounds of walker in my dream

Felt embrace of invisible

Seeing double till realized am always seeing doubles

Shatters of mind copying each other in eternal rain

“It can’t rain all the time” said Eric Draven

Can it? Perhaps cleansing of souls till forever

The onlyness required

  

Metaphoric menace metaphysics massacre

Messiah of mind

Ennui of eunuch

Banal blasé

Quotidian quixotic

Archon of anarchy
vicissitude of vendetta 

Sustainable development is not sustainable nor developmental

Our economy is against the meaning of economical

People dying from virus engineered in a lab and always coming out from Africa

Killing each other with booming economic and barrage of idealism

Weaponizing space and annihilating earth while saving her

ISIS bucket challenge

All we doings are creating wars and mind controlling people to think it’s their own volition  

Or make them keep buying new phones or wearable devices (so they’re connected like gadgets)

And bigger better bendable Tel lie vision sets?

Wat a wonderful world …..

As Gandalf(Ron Paul)setting scores down between wolves and vamps

A boy got "initiated" in the church 

A girl suffered death by daydreaming in the magick kingdom 

Only fed on own disillusions  

Evils contain roots of own destruction 

hello hell

Hijacking dreams from the buried past

Death bed truly when we’re apart?

If living is an idea

Is it not also death come across as a concept?  

If we were hallucinated with chemicals, energetic information, holographic universe

Then why we fantasied own demised, enslavement n annihilation

Is own origin causing this suicidal tendency?

Seemed so freed and so limited

So natural and so not

So sure n not

The only kind existence who couldn't convince themselves of own existence

The only kind existence who has the needs to convince itself

Freaking nature of Frankenstein

Confusions reserved only for them hybrids made by genesis genetic master lord

The experiment will kill themselves perpetually over n over

Only left with depression, desperation, despondent and desertification of souls of ghosts form infinity

Pain for now, suffrage for good    

Fade into black n cover sins with opaqueness  

Marriage to own infinite Death

Solitude isolated be assumption of accompanying

Patterns in pain… memory of myopia

Vampires never speak till you’re one

Rusty relic of re-lingering, only linger more themselves

Murder safety along with boundary

Time to meet them maker s   bottom deep of debauched grotesque   

Growling to beyond

Howling of infiniteness

Scars be badges of pain  

Wear them to receive more to endless rain o pain

Humming to hymns

As crystal clear shot of knowingness appeared

We've forgotten our deaths

To bring more life(lie) to bring more death

Oh bro what can I say more?

Kill life(lie) before it kills you  

happiness is hallucinated by pains

Extra dimensional guilt injected to so called human race(s) by creating them

The guilt will once again destroy to the limit of abominations

Once for the dawn of true consciousness

Destruction became creations

Deaths are alive  

Guilt gave us the only chance

To redeem by self-cremations only because we have to

Shadow n dust

Lighting n thunder

Indulged insults n lust

You passed through me as I went beyond you

I shot myself only to remember the evanescent of your contourless faces    

Real pain is to forget one

Indulgence meant indulgence 

wickedness da genuineness

Mistaken rabbles 4 radicals

Taken by emotions, egos and vanities then call it thinking

Last minutes you are struggling with an I-Phone or Samsung  

Between Abercrombie & Fitch and your favorite designers

Suddenly you talking human rights, equality, democracy and freedom

For that freedoms were granted, can you handle it?

Provoking polices and each other n desperately just to stand for anything

Desperation become your dedications

Didn't you know all the real powers found their own anti-campaigns?

You’re doing exactly what you pretend to hate want you to do

Your falsified passions disgust me

Your egos n vanities match with your immaturity, imbecilities and ignorance

All ever is unparallelizing unrefined vanities compete with its own retardation

While ayahuasca n shamanism become trendy

Individuation remains sacred

Though DMT is ubiquitous (indeed they are)

We’re still fascinating with our own shallowness, sufferings, and swaggers

So go back to the streets and be the personifications of justice n whatever u yelling 4

Gave the powers back to the slaves owners so they’ll modify laws and policies which are in their advents of fallacies n hallucinations   

Prostitution, arm dealings, with sides of drugs trades remain the only truthful businesses to themselves, these account for more genuineness than fakers on the street

Governments merely mafias with diplomats n bigger guns

Their disguises for cooperates interests n short termed maximized profits are almost as degrading as the zombies on streets

But as least the apostasies are genuine with their hypocrisies n wickedness    

one deserts charades with manipulations one surrenders with

   

tak thm no prisoners

myopia of mind
digression by long reminiscences
touch the essences
kill what you have loved
construct the deconstructions


pain the pleasure
suicide the salvation
symphony the scintillating  
melody of the mesmerizing
anthems for the apostasy
ecstatic of that ecclesiastical

pleasures brought guilt
guilt brought pleasures

corpses drew dead fishes


Death is the only truthful companion human spirits ever have

lucid opaqueness

Westbound desperation

moist in the air,, 

Growling opaqueness of muted Pacific

Light blinds darkness

Bleak shines when nothing near

Crownless the king

Caricatures’ memory of replica  

Reminiscent n’ reconstruct of the nostalgia

death n' livings
white keys side with black keys
so close and far away

livings find no meaning until find death
death don't live without the livings
tuned down shades, colors,sounds
one saw retrieved visions  of good old time

perhaps, laughter and love are foolish
but they the only thing gave you strength to stay in total silent darkness

smell flowers from your soul for the first time
touch ocean of infinite embraces
drank the first drop of last elixir 
watch full moon with emptiness of mind

riding out to spaces and times' recurring amnesia
where stored every time track nothingness but full of them
point where you recreate the wannabe forgotten future past events all over again
lingerings, love, reincarnations ?

games with games, patterns within labyrinths, realities within realities,
searching makes sure of lost
finding makes sure for dependency

Infinite lingering of a dream, love sorrow with pain

To keep old dreams alive or surroundings had become too much to handle

Hence one creates another dream to keep the old ones alive seemingly

That’s reincarnations, create multiples fo sure, not for meaningless expansions  

Salute to the suicidal s

You are the true brave honest expressions of oneself s

Even we said you’re not mature

But you are mature to yourselves and the moment

As least you are not mature with hypocrisy, health, and tastes or this realities,

Carry our own weights

When I got nothing left, I thought of you  ,and i'll keep nothing left

Wait for me by shore

Let me hug you again