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Organic / Synthetic
By Lord Halvor
Copyright 2011
Published with Lulu.com
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*This book does not adhere to any rules. If this bothers you please stop reading now. If
you continue reading, I want you to shout these 'poems' at your 'educators' at the top of
your lungs. How can they punish you for reading aloud? If you are no longer in school
please shout them at your members of congress, and read them at town hall meetings.
Just don't try to sell them, unless you are low key about it. What can I really do to stop you
anyways?
*This does not mean that you are authorized to sell the contents within this book. You can,
however, give them away.
Parental Advisory: This book should not be read by anyone who is not over
18 years of age. Portions of this book were written for hyenas, wolves, and
even unicorns. The content may not be easily understood by humans.
However, I hope that your experience down the treacherous trail shall be
pleasant, and as painless as possible. My warnings are always overdone so
I will end it here. This book is not for kids.
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Table of Contents
Book The First: OrganicTwo Hawks, One Story
Starting Over
An American Nightmare
Dystopic Grid
Immersed
1:45 A.M.
Fossil Fuels
No More Litanies For Breakfast
Son of Halvor, Son of Simon
New DiscoveryA Beauteous Park
Something New
16th Amendment
An Ode to Inner Conflict
A Lucid Ritual of Blame
Perturbed
Laser Based Mutilations
I'm Purging a Truth
Thought Crime DeterrentA Sordid Malevolence
The World is Flat; 2+2=5.
Not sure where it begins
Paranoia
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Did I mention that I hate titles?
Continental Drift
A Final Front
Help?
A StatementMonotony
I question my very reality
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Help? #2
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Change
A Continuity of Minimalism
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Reckless Bathing
I'm Back
Pseudo- Intellectual
Rambling and Compartmentalized
Katacomb
Book The Second: SyntheticTitle Schmitle
Is this the %**$ word?
A Minimalist Rendition of Vicissitude
The Muse Clears Her Slate
Another Rat in the Maze.
The Lesson Plan Trust No One
The End Times
The One
Alliterate the Hate
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Book One: Organic
TwoHawks, OneStory
Part 1: Tranquility
The hawk soars over a seemingly endless expanse.
He is caught within a strong draft of wind
Searching for prey.
His keen sight alerts him to me.
Life must be full ofwonderand amazement
For the truly free.
Part 2: The Vicious Cycle
Whilst standing in the kitchen,
I became immersed in awe.
A spontaneousemanation from outside found me.
The Majestic wings swooped down,
with lethal dynamism,
five minutes ago,
and stunned the prey.
The carcass shall replenish.
The cycle continues.
The earth grins.
Decomposition
This I can only imagine.
I can only paint the image within my mind.
For I draw stick people and snowmen,
And I don't see that hawk coming back any time soon.
Devoid of procrastination
And oblivious to his own violent nature
With a telescopic vision & a pyramidal precision
The hawk has assured its survival today.
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Starting Over
A stolen language and borrowed time
How could I be such a loud mime?
Tenacity is passing me
She cuts me offto go 50 in a 55
Impervious to the rage I would normally feel
I take a deep breath
And learn to love again
Consciousness coerces the empty eggshell
Shoddy synopsis, show and tell,
Fragmentedphrases that reflect a
CompartmentalizedSociety
I had a strange habit of drinking for sobrietyIt shall not reside in me
No more steps down the thorned path
Until the R-Complex again claims its home
Ritualistic, Mechanistic
The modern man's means of survival
To falsify the tribal
To extrapolate the vile
To inject the strong along the Nile
Barium salts draw lines in all skies
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An American NightmarePatronize the patriot
An isochronal PSY-OP
Molten steel, A free falldrop
Building 7 seals the deal
The initial reports cannot be real
Sublimation, Devastation,
Transform the consciousness of a one mighty nation
For the worse
Smash the solidarity
The norm is perverse
No one has lifted the curse
So I disperse liminal works
and questions
This is an intervention
The ultimate key to prevention
Why?
Must more die?
We cannot rely or comply!
Inaccuracies
They are oh so sly
Live T.V. Angering me
My rage against the Taliban subsided when I realized
that our government put them into power
And the details matter not
200,000Tons of steel
has never in the history of man
collapsed
From a collision with a plane
They believe, in their arrogance, that your ignorance is
incomparable
Chemical Lobotomy
An agenda profane
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Dystopic GridDon't have a system of values,
for you've no validity.
Don't look outside a box,
for you're so comfortable in your home.
Don't put that remote down,
for we've already ruined your capacity to read.
Don't try,
We will simply make it harder for you
All the while lowering the standard
Forourminions with noopinions
Everythingis ephemeral
Everythingis caged in constant flux, and you'll receive-
no luck
For we've received the word;
The word is you can think.
For this reason we dump byproducts from ink
Onto your shore
If you would have stayed home.
If you would have shut your mouth.
If you would have knelt.
You may have had a chance
But now
You've no life
No home
No soul
You are Chip # 1877645A*$D
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ImmersedIt's dark in this lagoon
This is where I was duped 15 years ago
I've contemplated leaving, but I've decided I must stay
For there's no reason to go
I have a pet elephant
And I even know Braille
The mucky waters have lifted no veil
And I like it that way
I prefer to be stationary
Rather than seeking any sort of God or infinity
Ghostliness is not really that bad
After all, I've a seemingly endless slate of unfinished works here
Who will write the sonnets that cannot be written?
Who will bite the phytoplankton that shouldn't be bitten?
Who will give me the love of my life that I never had?
The answer to this may startle you, but it is the ancient ones.
Those primordial forces that have remained,
in the earth, since time immemorial.
I never had a proper burial.
I'm living it up
Undead and omniscient.
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1:45 A.M.The refrigerator spits out demonic utterances at 1:45AM
I realize I've had too much coffee
and studied far too little
How will this change my life?
How will this change the world?
I'm hoping for the best.
I'm realizing that I'm accustomed to expecting the rest.
I must fly from the nest
Before they infest
Luminous eyes
Assure my demise
Sinking, bleeding, and broken
Not a word was ever spoken.
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Fossil FuelsRush out the door
Take my I.D.'s
When my wallet is needed
Drive for half an hour
Run out of gas
In the parking lot
Start my car
With God's grace
and park
I almost run into a white car
Because I'm driving frantically
Running on fumes
I go to class
I failed my exam
But things start to turn around
Class is over
I know I must call my progenitor*
And tell her to get the gas can
And my wallet
Here in the station I wait
And I am thankful
That I can see the light
In these darkened ages
In this darkened day
In this darkened day
I see disgrace and decay
In turn I invite it my way
For fortitude* you cannot fray
And when men become monstrous
They need not necessarily take an action
Apathy is not an elixir
Can conundrums* paint a picture?
Who exactly is the victor?
Why did S.I.D.S. Take my sister?
Situations sever inanity*
Life's turbulence creates vigor*
It is all happening at once
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With the illusion of seasons
Gripping us
Until the time of departure
Only the infinite holds the crystal ball.
= to words that I used a thesaurus to find. The concept of the first part of this bookis that it is Organic, and does not rely on a thesaurus or any other such tool. I note
the exceptions to this rule with asterisks when I notice words I looked up.
Nonetheless, these tools are used much more frequently in the Synthetic section
of the book and will not be noted in that section.
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No More Litanies For Breakfast
Inexplicable, absorbent,
Persistent, resistant,
Vision, Re-vision,
Methodical precision
Conjuring conjugates
Desiccant dreams
Alliterative angle
Inviolable autonomy
We shall murder monotony
Angelic acidity
Dialectical derelicts
Doping and dumbing with despotism
Contaminants on door knobs
A disbelief in form
I carry only neglect for mores
While smashing the norm
Disregard the formulaic
Dis-inhibit my mind
I carry the realization across the finish line
I create the bind
So I can balance the energies.
I shall succeed.
As long as I remain persistent
And as I continue, I realize that I'm gifted.
I shall not rest until each and every weighthas been lifted
From atop my chest.
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Son of Halvor, Son of Simon.
My name comes from the Son of the House of Halvor in Norway.
Don't fuck with me.
My Mom comes from a family that's tree ascends to the first Bohemian
farming community in the United States of America.
I am proud.
I am too ashamed to admit that I have become an abhorrence.
You are all correct to point out that my ancestors are still superior to me.
I can never live up to their glories, or even my human potential.
Their lives are stored on the hard drive of this planet.
Along with murders and mistakes.
Along with loathsome regrets.
We shall all be judged
By the weights of our own souls.
Death does not cure anything
You could not solve in life.
You are left in solitude
in your dreaded tomb.
Said the supposed eyewitness to the murder of Jesus Christ.
I preach liberation and mentally cage myself into this box of
nonconformity.
It's now the Matrix9.0
If you give in
the corn syrup
will swallow me
forever.
They will implement race specific bio-weapons
Against me now that they know who I am!
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Immense ChangeWe are now in the midst of an immense change
Look around, It's everywhere
Yet many will scoff if you claim to notice it.
It is a positive change within our hearts
That must reside within our own realities
The Alternate Universeswe create
Subjective, objective, no-jective.
No being.
Only terminals at Wal-Mart.
They urge you to report your neighbors to Homeland Security.
So I've just one question.
What is the next Reichstag Fire?
Who will suffer from our own atrocities?
Us?
Undoubtedly.
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New DiscoverySo, life comes from other planets?
Is this genuine science or quackery?
Why should we believe mainstream science on this?
I find them to be the least trustworthy,
Unless they are independent.
Many times the only good and genuine science comes from countries other
than ours.
So, should we trust cosmology and this N.A.S.A. Scientist?
I won't ever tell you what to believe.
You see, somewhere at the core of my being I genuinely know.
I genuinely know that all true knowledge has been polluted.
Along with the original and marvelous 12 strands of human DNA.
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A Beauteous ParkA site so otherworldly and sacred.
Along the shore
Atop the cliffs
I can't believe that this is
where the arsenicwas dumped
and supposedly cleaned up.
Everything here looks so pristine
Much of it looks as though it were never touched,
besides the gravel, and the boulders.
This place is heaven.
This is what I truly want to do
With my life right now.
True freedom.
All that I've longed for.
A site that had to be one of the most sacred
Was polluted,
And I've a strange sense that there's poison still here.
I am not from right here.
But it feels as if I am home.
Truly, my eternal abode
Alone yet not unloved
The cool lake breeze
Warms my being
This is the place
Where everything is allowed to just be.
Yet I still can't believe.
I can't believe that right over there is where they sped off the cliff.
I can't believe that a man ax murdered his village right over there in the
1900's.
A place of such beauty and intrigue.
Even the air speaks to me.
These hills share their memories
And they tell me they are not pleased
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I ask them why they are not at peace
The answer they cannot release.
For they know someone here
Finally believes in them again
Their goals, their aspirations,These cliffs shall not simply erode
away like the others.
These cliffs will be somebody.
These cliffs stand exalted upon
the altar of the universe.
They've reversed the spell.
They've lifted the curse.
The Infinite
Is the source of the knowledge they disperse.
The shade covers the cliff
The breeze gets cooler.
Beauty and tenacity
Assures me
Of the legacy
The spirits trapped here
'Speak' to me
I tell them to let go.
Ancestral memories
Yes I know
But you cannot be chained here
eternally.
You cannot protect your forest forever.
You cannot frighten the tourists any longer
Unless you address them with respect.
Who do you serve?
The entities that feast on fear,
Ripping humans from ear to ear,
They need our blood to remain here,
Why? Why them?
I know you. What have they given you?
Nothing.
How have they rewarded you?
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By leaving you here, unhappy and under-appreciated
Reliving your gruesome death again and again and again.
You must leave.
Not for my sake, but for yours.
You must go and explore.
See the world for what it is.The Grand Illusion.
I want you to reach past the Milky Way.
Allowing no reptoidsto get in the way.
Take charge of the this all.
For you there's no longer a yesterday.
Let go.
Think of the ones that love you.
The ones that cried.
The ones who spoke at your funeral.Think of them and let go.
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Something NewI have to think of something new.
This is kinda like what I do.
I need to spawn an inversed sonnet.
If I could have it why would I want it?
I am quite strange.
Deranged?
Perhaps.
Imminent relapse into ancient tendencies
I clench the blood-soaked dagger
And praise this, the most sacred of blood,
just as the Aztecs are still doing right now,
In the Akashic Record
You will find that which you do not want to see.
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16thAmendmentI will pay.
I do not have the strength of Thoreau.
Take it from me.
Build more bombs.
Take more rights.
Create this macabre dystopia,
And flee to your islands.
Blitzkrieg your minions.
They never saw it coming.
Sides are nothing more than lines in the sand
And sadly enough
It may take a glass desert
For those encapsulated individuals
To be as one.
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An Ode to Inner ConflictI know there's a reason.
I strive for a purpose.
I pray for the deceased.
I disregard the living.
Until the collective unconscious
Seeps into my conscious mind.
And informs me that I have only neglected myself.
And in battle I've only conquered myself.
Lucid stroking, Feral dreams, de-generative disorder.
Unconquerable acidity. There's no need for litmus paper.
For the answer is basic.
Yet the illusory and and boggled mind is quite complex.
So is it concave or convex?
Does it destroy or protect?
Will I have an effect?
Am I inept?
No! I am strong.
I am a descendant of the Norse.
My lineage is Bohemian.
Norwegian, Bohemian, Danish, German, British, French.
Mutt's are more proficient anyways.
I didn't say efficient.
Surely my mitochondrial D.N.A.
Must stem back to Africa.
Or Pangea.
So surely I shall conquer all fear,
Not just my own.
I'll take yours on my back and become bulimic.
I'll man the attack through means of peace.
Never again
Shall you
Influence my release
A reckless catharsis.
A concise science,
An inner fallacy
of self-reliance.
I am an honor.
I am a shame.
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You're twisting my meanings.
I shall not tolerate games.
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A Lucid Ritual of BlameIntimidation and false fortitude
Mongering fears, meant to be rude,
To mis-truths you do allude.
On your isle of popular dissent
You surely must trust your government.
So you turn to blame your own friend.
In your voice I hear an end.
A Shotgun, A machete and A knife.
You're right.
Fear is detrimental.
This is surely a defense mechanism.
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PerturbedThe animator animates once more.
Visions vividly recall vivisection.
Morbid and absurd,
My thoughts attack me
And cause me to question what I really am.
The Nephelim? An ape? God's child?
Put them in a blender.
I'll take that to go.
The truth shall be rendered
Inoperable.
The pieces won't fit
And the riddle will not go.
I've searched and found
No truth to bestow.
No reality to manipulate.
And no judge to bribe.
I've found no age and no alibi.
I've found no time, no world, and no people.
Reality rests upon perception,
Unless of course your a sociologist.
It doesn't matter.
None of it is real.
Well, it does matter.
It is as real as it can be for us.
We create our own failures.
We've allowed our own downfall.
And now you complain.
But you witnessed it all.
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Laser Based MutilationsAbducted while asleep
Both outcasts and sheep
Destructive, they need our blood to survive.
Without more Nordic genes the reptiles cannot thrive.
My only kids are locked away
somewhere out by Sirius A.
Ramen noodles, Lysol, Corn syrup,
Random word generator, College education?
Can I make a collage?
Is this world simply a montage?
Morbid malevolence misleads these Martians.
For they live inside their planet
And refuse to smell the coffee.
To me stale coffee smells so fresh
During this time of coerced duress.
Nothingness, delusion,
Suppression, Confusion
The time has come to create another compartment
Forget, we must return to the planet from which we started.
Cold blooded and simply not hearted.
From Babel to Babylon.
The Bel rings.
Set grins while perched atop his temple.
There is no evidence
So you claim there's no relevance
You lack intelligence
In the truest sense of the word.
For what we can perceive,
Compared to what exists
Is just a minute percentage
Your logic is absurd
But not quite like my thoughts
At least I do know
That my life has not been bought.
Distraught and self-taught.
I am awed by the ambition.
I'm not.
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I'm Purging a TruthThe dread is absent.
Hysteria defeats us.
Misanthropes jumping ropes
and fatty is on the couch.
Success is my sentiment.
Empyrean whistles blow through wind chimes.
An experienced novice
Mental permutations on note cards
Garbled plasma
Permanently altered D.N.A.
UnGodly chimerism,
Half human, half fish
And living under water
Where there's no conversation
Or rat race!
Only dying cells
Only psychotic plans
A distance from the world
His people would never understand.
He is used in ways beyond his control.
Electrical impulses create his soul.
A modern man and a maddened pilot of sorts
He soars out of the water
The innocents relay messages
of immense reports
Buildings are blown to bits.
The chimera drowns after 10 minutes out of water.
The world rejoices
But the hundreds of thousands of nameless warriors
Seek vengeance in exchange for your ignorance.
You're responsible for creation
The abominable mutation
Plugging their second generation
With 'innate' radiation
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See, the truth, that your mind cannot grasp,
Is that God will never forgive us for this.
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A Sordid MalevolenceYet another way to divert myself
Crawling on hell's tomb
Oblivious to sacrifices
Demigorgons loom
Habitat and heptarchy
Sardonic syllables
Blood lusting rituals
Insertion, perversion,
A faint and foggy excursion
It's as if it never happened.
It's as iftheirworld exists solely on another plane.
What used toexist here is no longer mundane.
Cyclical conjurings
Inter-dimensional
Beings breathing energy
Inconsequential
A schizophrenic essential
Burning more coal
To fall further behind
I know they weren't right.
When they said , You've lost your mind.
Blind
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The World is Flat; 2+2=5Steroids for writers
A cure for fighters
Lingering lighters
Synchronicity no longer exists
Electromagnetic frequencies beaming
Into your skull
Effect?
Affect?
You are a nuisance!
No more questions!
You're speaking too loudly.
I can't hear you.
Certitude lacking
transpond beyond
The center of the universe
and illegal ideas
Oh, such a beauteous lake.
I hope I don't fall over.
Certainty
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Not sure where it beginsDistance lurks around every corner
I swear they're all prison warders
Happily hung drawn and quartered
The mind has no borders
Are you real?
I hope not.
Municipal and menacing
Maniacal and malice-filled
It's time for nothing
People who never went to college
Seem to talk a lot about it
I'll stand on a flatrooftop and shout it
Everyone can live without it
Banksters' bubble, Global rubble,
Imminent collapse
A Virulent Relapse
Creates a synapse
That you thought impossible
No more time for sorry saps
It's not my fault you're irresponsible
You can take my possessions
But you'll have to face the 12 gauge
You can try to take my life
You're torn to bits by my rage
Soon enough you'll brand me the criminal
Just because I believe in protecting my home
Soon enough your subconscious is subliminal
A life of robotics
You're a fucking clone.
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ParanoiaThere's deathly spiders in my home
Warfare fills my fuckin' dome
Defense mechanism
A delayed release
No hope for
Inner peace
Because every time I achieve
Others grieve
and my friends leave
Nothing new
Karma
The cycle is only beginning
I thought for a moment I was winning
Sordid synaptic ecstasy
Nightly displayed bigotry
on your part
So your art
Is nonexistent
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[Paste Title Here]Synthetic lights
The most organic of inspirations
Beside the fresh water ocean I wait
She blows the waves back to me
I'm secured well behind the rocks
But nothing belongs to anyone
This is only ephemeral
Consciousness ripples
A cold and calculated crash
Galactic debasement
Resides in my trunk
The power has not been unleashed
For many moons
A dystopic haze encircles
The arsenic has supposedly left the land
But the strange feelings have not
And neither has the unimaginable glory
Ya, das is kalt.
But she is grand.
She caresses my soul.
And my being
I wish you could all see what I'm seeing.
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Did I mention that I hate titles?When you let the waste
Carry on too far
It becomes you
A vicious
Coup d'etat of the psyche
Horizons blacken
Ambition vacations
Nothing's left
But a pit of sorrow and bewilderment
Misplaced time
Well-placed idiocy
Fracturing me
Tenacity
A thing of the past for me
Nordic Ventures
A dream of the home land
I bloody my sword
To pin point the deceit
Snickering, Sneering,
Fate passes me by
But I
Must
Again
REALIZE
That I am
What I
Create
And I'm not the only one.
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Continental DriftCan rocks possess life?
Can rocks breathe?
Some will say no to me.
Indeed sir, it's quite the contrary.
The primal self
The R-complex
Enjoys the rapture
that's chaotic.
But when utilized
To its fullest potential
Can only be destructive
But destructive energies
Can be transferred
Into something creative
This is non-legislative
Modern conveniences
Keep me from dying
Yet I mock them
With every word
These same conveniences
Are causing the dying
Curriculum lying
To the point that it's absurd.
Scream out the unheard!
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A Final FrontA fatal crossroads
A final chapter in life
An undeclared sovereignty
Seeps from every living being
A forsaken seedling
Thriving yet needing
Something that can indeed
help out its own breathing
CO2 banned?
The plants won't survive
Thus neither can we
So be one with the hive
The ubiquitous dying bees
The cycle has been broken
There shall be no release.
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Help?Work needed
Help wanted
Searching through
A mind that's haunted
Break the faces
Of those who've taunted
Vengeance needn't be necessary
Encapsulate the elementary
To procreate the mission
To stimulate my vision
I cannot survive
I cannot possibly linger
Without this
Centuries have passed
What has it done?!
What awards have been won?
This inner battle's no fun
Life on the run
From something within
Broken and Frayed
Dripping with sin
I'm captive to this
My own self-betrayal
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A StatementI yelled Death to the new world order, at a B.P. Gas Station today. I also
said, Fuck off. I'm not going to support this globalist trash and destroy
America. 30 seconds; It takes more like 30 minutes!
I will say poetry 'cause I know I'm not supposed to
Especially when that's not always what this is 'posed to be.
All consciousness is inter-dimensional
So please do not trust this as I speak it to you
Subconscious motives stir rhetoric
and you simply cannot trust
There are not many to trust in this world
Sever the kaleidescope vision
With no restraints
For human wants are infinite
And the humans' resources are limited.
Unconditional and Limitless Love is the answer.
Reality has been irreversibly perverted.
I shall create my own words
Like Shakespeare once did
But don't make me read that shit ever again
Or I might actually learn how to become a true bard
and you wouldn't want that
because if they teach me in the classrooms
You know society has finally collapsed
And America has been re-formed.*
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MonotonyClinging to a spoodle and ladle
This is a Grimm fable
I am unstable
Yet somehow still sane
The strangeness in my voice
Will show you I'm not plain
If you had the chance
Would you drink the rain?
In my world I will say no.
No, not on this plane
Desolate world
A loving existence
Incapacitating
Our hopes and dreams
An abysmal
Sublimation
Of ideals into schemes.
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I question my very realityWhat is all of this?
Illusory? Reality?
How can we define such concepts
With such narrow constraints
In a world that apathy taints
Just give into the newest form of consumerism.
An unidentified landmark
A cryptic legacy
You cannot escape the shadows
You have indeed dug your own grave
So go ahead, misbehave
You won't be breathing muchlonger anyways
You see, in this universe, of quantum delays,
Your people are only slain.
And your homes are only burned.
Through these years of this self-torment
You'd think I would have learned
What have I earned?
The title I'll burn!
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#1673653748363
The arts are alive
But shall you survive?
The righters are wrong
And I have known this for far too long
The norm is extreme
And you have the nerve to intervene
In my life, In my mind,
You cannot touchthat which is mine
Eternal
I separate
from yours
Infernal and wasteful
Extremely 'distasteful'Misunderstanding
Indirectly Demanding
I do not have the timefor this
The most precious resource
Is the most clever illusion
Thrown at us by the 'Time Loop.'
In order to cause confusion
I know what I must know
And I repent to my Godthat does not forgive
Though 'he' does give me hope.
And allows me to persevere.
Inner Light!
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Help? #2An overt operation
That calls for conquering globally
And as they lay out the control grid
It is only we the people who can stop it
And with the discovery of new species of squid
Comes the death of the seaweed in the tropics
And while you focus on CO2
your ignorance is killing you.
When the oceans and the bees die we're through
Your arrogance is killing you
I shower in your poison and it
Seeps right through
I shall never again be subdued
The infinite and exquisite is that which I pursue
And as being again shines through
The portrait's painted perfectly
Create the peaceful revolution
This is what we all must do
You are aware of who you are
and there is no time to waste
I cannot now stop
because I've only had a taste
I have all (that exists) in my midsts
I bet you never expected this.
This is a revolution of the purest kind.
We demand 'restitution' For the pollution of the mind
And when you've looked too hard
The answer can be hard to find
Release the grip and slowly slip
Beyond the confines
This is a peaceable revolution
Liberty is the resolution
This is the restoration of the nation.
This is a new enlightened state.
Oligarchy, Pathocracy,
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That's what we shall berate
#74736843764378Creeping, Chronic, Captured, Chromatic
The dissection of systems, words emphatic.
An analysis of all of those people who had it
I'm conjuring this calmly
I'm no longer erratic.
The symptoms of control
It's time to combat it
The merging consciousness and creativity
I'm surrendering to this endless sublimity
'Tis time to inquire beyond instances of idiocy
Oblivious, Afloat in the eternal sea,
Corruption, Creation, My own reality,
Surfing on serpents until they drown me
Tattering the pages, forgetting it's me,
A simple belief of what is to be.
I must forge onwards with tenacity.
The tortured tenants of purgatory
Seem to stalk me on a basis that's daily.
Ascension is still the only goal in me.
Society is nothingwithout Liberty
Disenfranchised, under- encouraged,
Making a movement, momentum malnourished,
I shall choose to trod onwards with courage
In hopes that all mopes shall rise to flourish
Ideas shall no longer be devoid of value
We shall be the shapers of this Post Industrial world
Regardless of the sickly system through which we are hurled.
Conscious creation can again just be
The muffled mouthpiece of reality
Shall indeed signify the system's defeat
The Jaws of the monstrous crumbling creature
The time has come to delete.
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ChangeA confluence leads the way
The merging of man with machine
Has already taken place
Cybernetic organisms
And true synthetic police forces,
Coming to a town near you.
Malfunction. Malfunction.
A Continuity of MinimalismNosebleed suicide
A destitute deicide
Sociology and Psychology are equally important.
I'm a tertiary deviantAnd GOD's LOVE is REAL
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Reckless BathingMy shower was an experiment today
I listened to Divine Heresy
While being blasted with streams
of Sodium Fluoride
And a byproduct
of Nicotine
Which attacks my internal organs
And the largest organ in my body
Is not in my pants
skin saturated with Poisons
We are all RATS in a maze
Figments of the great experiment
Snowflakes creating the avalanche
Substantially substandard
I'm letting the ants crawl around my house
I'm a Buddhist
For JUST a little while
I'm Back
Torpid turpentine
Tangible tenacity
Torturous tumult
I'm flying in a cylinder.
All paths are cyclical.
Corpses, flowers,
An attempt to empower
Before you're devoured
By sardonic showers
I want to be
A catapult operator
When I grow up.
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Pseudo- IntellectualSurreptitious
Symbolic
Synopsis
Synapse
Sordid Soliloquy
Cyanide
Sucking
Syringes
Succubus
Sanguine
Sexy
Solder
Brazen
Grandiose
Emblazoned
Luminous
Atrocity
Colonoscopy
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Rambling and CompartmentalizedPhilosophy
Deterrent
A way
A path
An infinite nothingness
Wrap your mind
Around the altered text
You're a false evangelist
Empty promises
Defunct theories
Egotistical and maniacal
Consistently unreliable
But oh so viable
Placate only to emaciate
I've thought too hard
I know too much
I abandoned this all for so long
I know so little
And the Akashic Record laughs at me.
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KatacombThe time is now
The change is here
Awakening has arrived
United we shall survive
Upon our wills we shall thrive
Concurrently skyrocket and dive
Quantum computers
Are running me now
2021
I'd rather fly a rocket into the sun
But they're making
me write to you
Symbiotic and ubiquitous
The caress of the gust.
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Book Two: Synthetic
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Fugacious rhymes that have been heard for centuries
The absurdity of the greats
The extinction of bards
The synthetic existenceLife is profane
Morality is 'old'
Evil is all but arcane
Ancient sorcery
The arsenic soaked pages
Breathe another breath within
The library of time
The futility of sincerity
Dreams bring me endless pagesThat cannot be written in a human dialect
They are written in a manner of knowing
They are written with a consciousness beyond thought
Rident depths
Sordid peaks
Vindicable vagueness
Procreate the reborn flesh
Of the dying treevast alterations
point to an alternative
Inside of the stem
of a common seedling
Uncanonical
Diabolical
Pleasantly volatile
My temper's thermolabileI push it inside
I'm trying to hide
To abstain
To no avail
I will not help
Vlad impale
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My sanity
Is not for sale
The vanity is the veil
Upon which pseudo- socialists sail
There are no camps
No stackable coffinsA semantic doping shall swallow you away
Talking to oneself
Is a therapy that most cannot cope with
I revel in it
I've created this artificial and procryptic catastrophe
Clodhopping through a forest
Of eternal walls
Cubicles of hatred or Prozac
Policies purchased on demandThere is no more emerald sand
I'm sorry to say
It's 2016
And theres only glass
And chimeras
The humans were spliced with cockroaches
And must battle artificially intelligent robots
For the survival of the species
You cannot acknowledge that this is the caseIf you did survive through the end times
Because of a silicon chip
That has fused with your neurons
That is you
Is God the author of the experiment
Only more illusory
Forespent drivel
Borders the British Maritime LawIn place in our courtrooms
A state of emergency
An imminent insurgency
The path to calamity
Fuels the veracity
That acts as prana
for the prey
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Is this the P* word?
You won't let me call myself eccentric
I still admire your rhetoric
This is not as it may seem
An encapsulated sullen gleam
A choice that has been made
All these decisions begin to fade
a soul- stabbing jade
Producing morbid marmalade
A clay- like symphony
of catastrophe
an amoebic rhapsody
Single cell
Who can tell?
Depopulation
timed with syncopation
The new status quo
Towers above
The mis-truths
That have already been in-scripted
Days like this make me wonder
Why I did not venture outside today?
And now, that the thought has crossed my mind
Shall I stray
Down the paths of yesterday
Yes
I shall do my best
No
I must release what's dwelling within
That which clings to my soul
Astral plane parole
And you shall never know
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How far the convolution
In the ancient ground may go
tunneling
buried
Remnants
Of what life could beAn eternal glee.
A Minimalist Rendition of VicissitudeTune out
Turn in
Drop on
SPLAAAT!
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The Muse Clears Her Slate
The verisimilitude of humanity
A collective profanity
The travesty
The beauty
The sublime subdues me
I have to run
I have to leave
Before the hour is too late
Before my muse clears her slate
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Another Rat in the Maze.
I must face apprehension
For the final conflict
The futile nitpicking
Makes me sick
My emblem shines
A bright and scarlet entry
Into the cave painting
The strange rites that brought this about
Shall never leave my tongue again
A perceived danger
An overreaction
Fertilizes a false faction
And I cannot fuel you anymore
For I am running low
Anathema of lifelessness
Wizardry of old
Suits that make you superhuman
Haliburton welds
Who am I to judge
the potable toxic sludge?
Sewer sickness
A vision that's blackening
I bludgeon the norm
And I shift the paradigm
I again neglect their furtive motives
Must time crumble?
We are but specks of dust
In a cosmic super-collider
It's truly Survival
Of the sickest
Malleable matrons
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The Lesson Plan Trust No OneHear Ye, Hear Ye,
Tis time to jargonize the reticent synapse
Batrachian leaders, A violent relapse,
Into oneself, Psychosis,
Sexangular demons man the throne.
A simulant parasite feasts on liberty.
The masses possess libriform cranial tissues.
The campanulate symbol was obliterated in 1913.
The endgame shall be proven thermolabile
And you claim this irrelative, but you will soon see.
Succursal tentacles are traced into all outlets.
The parturient movement expands
and evokes your wildest nightmares.
Neritic mysteries are washed ashore.
I know for a fact that they're anuran.
But physiochemical impulses have slowed
the men who once desired to resist.
Everything and everyone in this world are correlative.
Whether thinking in eggshells or believing multiversally.
The anguilliform operative is on the phone
and he's not very friendly.
The glabrous creature surges one last bolt of electricity
Into
my
brain!
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The End Times
An Elongated Structure
Incessant impermanence
By definition
It shall disappear
Yet the tentacles are still sucking at your soul.
Contingencies are raping me.
The echo never fades.
An empirical anti-rationalism
Salt-covered wounds of old
Blistering burns from the supernova.
Whoever said we wouldn't feel a thing?
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The One
We are all holozoic primates that are inferior to amoebas.
The only intelligent life in the universe cannot speak.
Organisms that are more complexchoose to live simply.
They are more advanced.
They will thrive for all of eternity.
A one-celled protozoa devoid of a shell.
The sexless godshall survive the apocalypse.
The provenance of liberty lies within the one.
Alliterate the HatePrecipitous,
A promulgation of truthPosterity in jeopardy
The propagation of poison
Peptides bonding
Politic demoralized
Polyphagous and pertinent
A pertinacious display of
Sordid liquidity
Meanings are mangled
Words forgottenWhat is the point
when we're all rotten?
Phagocytes deny
the life that was
thought to be given
Phosphorescence ensues
As you combust with spontaneity
And to thinkThey thought it was all a myth
A final pyorrhea perturbs
the placid minds
Pass the pylon
Personify the pyramidal structure
You remain
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Charred
Enshrined
Worshiped by the those
Who lose their minds
More MadnessThe pitch pipe of life
All is denied
Liquid Cyanide,
A butchered bride
If there were no Silenus
You'd have no wine
Sill you must judge
and
PROMOTEEXTERMINATION
A new day
An ancient revelation
You unknowingly praise Moloch
Your signorina
will never
be mine
again
I tried to pretendto bend
to withstand
and to end
I mend
Only to begin again
As you are reborn
A siphonophore
shocks you to death
Nematocysts cause cardiac arrestUnbecoming and unabashed
Until anxiety sheds its quills
Ferment the despair
Until there's no air
A wide open lair
In the form of mass termination
When there are no bees
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to pollinate
How will we breathe or feed the nation?
Stagnation
#1423623820283Underkill created through laziness
nein
Endurance will prosper
While feeding a monster
Keep that roar down.
In sadness and madness the creature does drown.
The answers have been here all along
Death
The ultimate penalty
You undermine my song
Only to prolong
Something that is wrong
I shall break free
To take what's mine verily
There is no underling
that pushes this pen
Only a demon
Reaching Ren
To plagiarize a previous endeavor
These symbols shall be carved
Inside this cave forever
I sever
You
For I am
You
A Two-Line RhymeUnearth the UndertoneNot a thing to condone
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Thank you immensely for your support,or at least for reading this far.
To be continued!
All works in this text are Copy written in 2010 and 2011 and are
my intellectual property. Study it. Copy it. Just don't sell it.
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