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(Panic Brake - Sleep unawareness or lack of insight)

Sleep jumping, the weight of bags of sand behind my eyes

9:30…I have to be there at 11

Tired…exhausted…depleted

Darkness switches out like a light

Rest..

UP! The minds flicks on startled awake!

Where am I?

I was supposed to do something…

Falling

Back

Asleep

WAKE UP! Startled and fearful,terror overcomes the body in a scramble

Where was I?

What was I doing?

I needed to be somewhere…

HOW MUCH TIME IS GONE???

PANIC PANIC PANIC

Looking up at the clock

9:33…

Rest wretched heart…the time of therapy will come

Dizzy and unsettled

Mind drawn blank

Falling

Back

GET UP

The time has arrived

11:00

11

00

Angel numbers

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(((TW: References to knifeplay)))

(Song of voidcraft - A witches liminal spiritual agnostic prayer)

Surge in-vitro en vitae

Invictus

Natura en natura

Natura en naturae

Sigma sign sine sigma-t

Leave

No future fidelic fetal form flowers here

Unmask you cowards!

Quiver and shiver as the witches quarter, hung and howl

Spike of fear the chant

Oh we hunt the hunter, we haunt the sallow sows seeking supper in seraphic truffles

Veritas! O beatific Veritas

Tear tear seek the seer

Tease seeking farther reach

Sundering searing sun sing sine in sin, O my Veritas!

Reach for me!

Hold tight this torn heart!

Grip in resolve, steel fast my steel sun sing sign in sine seen brilliant efflorescent effacing overwhelming overcoming come finally down

Render your mighty weight unto me O vice veiling violent sun sign sang O song

Seared my flesh

Brand my heart

O,Veritas

I am

Yours

Trace the blade my flesh

Chiseled in this flesh

I sculpt myself as you sculpt so lovingly

Lanquidity in exile

Banishment in a Bound seal

I give my pact to you

O Veritas

My true lover

I forever embrace the Brilliant liminal of your heart

And you reveal in revelry

Revolution, Revelation, Revealing

The concealing of cowards

Turned away from this,

Ineffable, abstract, precipice

Catch me as I fall!

From your grand shoulders

Sway in song slowly

Sedentarily seemingly

But you're always there

O Veritas

My heart's eye turns only towards you, my lover

Veritas

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(Cereal Morning)

Pealed the peach in spiraled seat pillared spiral staircase 

Tasting wheat and dust an ivory pillar sunlight beams in hallowed halls remiss

Perpetual plumes of peach perfumes sweating sweet upon the looms

Dream like smokes of scented fumes wisp the air and billow in cloudy hues

Of orangeish glow and yellow moons, stars and horseshoes morning cereal

Milk resumes repeat the morning ritual tombs purple yam and sweet bass tunes

Would it be a tv trope a morning laugh on a couches comfy slope

Cold pizza salt this is the morning of ritual fast or was it nostalgia melting in the microwave

Rest my senses weary pretenses in unicorn onesies and stuffed squishy friends

Samurai with pizza cats and biker riding metal rats sharks on blades adventures in spades

Mercury sailors skirts and magic raids

From dawn to dusk what matters not is the haze of life knocking outside no today we care little of your nonsense childish no we care not for your foolish adulthood

The oldest children know, trying to be an adult is the most childish of all

Hugging my stuffie a smile beared

Rest the sweet syrup of cloudy sugar paired

I love you too echoed a mirror stared

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(Radio 4am)

Radio 4am riding humid myst windows rolling down tropical fronds the low bass sound slow and gentle heavens tires catch the ground

To roses falling sound petals weep like a high drama

Laugh now cry hater sad now cry later

Bipolar mania soothes the màrijuàna sweet earthy dankness moisture o plant of sacred flower your scent is like a beauties spread eagle folds of divine power

Neon pink haze in myst the lights pass like flooded sexual kissed

"Weed is from the earth!"

Street light looms the dark figures gliding as we roll past bass abiding past a friends apartment phone poles hiding sacred manuscripts of cabals of night choruses presiding

Metal bands punk strands a sharp spike of coca lighting

The mind on fire

"Dude was that a fucking ufo sighting?"

Passed out black leather couches skin on skin death in somnus dont fear the blue reaper in feather light ominous

Liquor bottles an game consoles screen lighting a glow of sticker throttled crts and game fighting buttons smashed but no wrong righting show of thicker blood running dividing

In this sleep we rest the tombs from our infighting

Brother, sister, know me well familiarity hides a locked cell of hearts traumatic tear

running depth of guardian angels near

In this neighborhood we dwell

Were family at least 

As far as we can tell

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(Flight of the Paper Condor - Ami Carreon)

Vox!

Volta!

Leap and lithos!

Jump in tacit expectation my shimmering vessel

A head start

Ahead started

Questioning the span admitting assumption

Calculus has frought the time

Speak in language muscle and sinew allow

Loins strengthened body in cognizance

Flexing stretch, over, up, against, above

Flight so humbly this thunderous bird broke free in flight

Wafting, waving air punches dust relentless the thrust, above or bust, we do, we must

Faster stronger pressure builds in juxtapose the air that wills

This bird is about to break, with fear, and angst, and quiver shake

Blood rushes thin the life at stake

At once a lift of good luck spake

Soon will come what resilience’s fruit make

A test attest the airs sum quake

UP!

Above!

Avast!

She goes!

This bird is gone...

Where god only knows

My mystery avows Ive seen the throws

Ride Ride!

Atop the clouds

Higher still the gods allow

Advance afar in upper sphere

Hard to breathe when death is near

Higher still my heart would cheer

If this winged God would disappear

And into heaven my emotions clear

As I float off and cry the cheer

Condor!…

Lift my fear!

Gravity leaves and my heart fills with sheer

Ineffable...

Presence…

I am here...

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(A Rhetoric Against Suicide - Ami Carreon)

Emerald sheen in shine rains shower

Cloaked monks weep and yell and cower

The flood of Noah sewn of power

Why this place, and why this hour?

Running cross the monastant floor

Build the breaker before the shore

Grab the sand! The door the door!

All decks on hand!

In fear once more

Death is here before the moor

Into darkness lept unto the core

Of my soul to cry

What for!?

Is this all we’ve come to know, heaven, hell

The earth flamed aglow

Wooden crosses aft and frow

Beneath the waves

Let go, let go

Death is calling, speak to know

The sky is falling, it seems to show

Submit to this ephemeral kiss

Darkness calling, yelling bliss

Lies the lies, I wont give in, unto this a mortal sin

You speak not, of riches within, I know beyond lies a den

Of empty vastness, of nothing grinned

In my mind I keep this hidden, the true belief of nature remitten

Life is just this one precious stone

Even though I walk alone

In the dark and the coldness grown

Joys alight piercing the hone a trumpet bright resound thrice blown

I claim this night as though mine own!

I claim this death, take not the flown of bodies lept out of the stone monastant wept

unto this lone, darkness enthrowned

This is my home! You cannot take it! I wont let go!

The struggle resumes, the protagonist looms, the water climbs, the air subsumes

Hanging on with mighty fist

A hand grip tight to brother missed

Climb ever higher the tower falls, the water peaks and yells and calls

Come to me my child!

Come crash the walls and drift away unto the thralls

You cannot have me! I wont let go!

Climbing higher, climbing slow, the wind ablaze the water flow beneath the haze of darkness gazed

I stand atop the bell tower, no, defy the hour, this is my home

I stand and cower, humbly so, before the god of nature lo, here lies but a life in tow

cast upon the wind swept slow

I stand alone because I know

Better days will come and go

These are yet the sweetest in life’s grow

Precious fruits upon the row

Love is worth it

I wont go