x

by petals swept in mourning winds
pollens wafting on a careless breeze
does bond, a blunt bridge cannot
and our parallel path, did cross

flashed

was heedless leaks of glimmer
moon shine through crack, glows
beacon upon naked coarse nadir
reflection aroused as spring's cold

dismals aching the ever yester
gloom comings momentarily shines
passage of burned out cinders
remains bosom for winter's mime

toothpastes' curse

pure as baby-teeth's white
or users trust's edges weak
toothpastes' are in demise
trapped in stigmatic light

*jack nicholson's close-up grin

to clean off the remnants
of daily blackened fiction
that passes sleek through sieve
staining between tooth-rift

buy as advertised

*jack nicholson's close-up smile

chasing rainbow

chasing after the rainbow has sprouted from earth nearing, her root shimmers bowing to the other end and i chase i chase after from end to end merrily comical-like in catching butterflies joy in reverie repetition blissed frazzled I couched beneath the arc of pure admiring the vibrant awe and without juncture she vanishes in nature's theatrics as if a sleight of hand i wonder her mystery until the next rained rendezvous

in cleansing

in effort to escape shuts my eyes
flickering lights tries to whirl them wide

covering my ears from clamorous turmoil
in loud awakening the fugue world landslides

to take in nothing in hunger, gnarling gut
through mine secretion, luscious what has past

holds breath for having surround in putrid lies
my own foul presence rushes above temple top

in chasm of all, feeling my soul like mimosa
touched by the slightest kiss of zephyr

somethings' abysmal

brushing peace

winter crimes
a toothpaste's curse
necessary white

made-accidentental snowflakes
autumn's inevitable reconciliation
in randomness,
finds symmetry

clean man wants.
gets seasons peace
round the axis
lavished

nothing. haunts

field of black pansies
morning dew gathers
slips, one drips

cresending windchime soundless
amid silent taciturn
heard

descry

when there's nothing to fear

knowing.
 nothing. haunts

butterfly Affects

butterfly wings
in sinless flaps
from breeze to in hurricane?

as us, our words
gusts pass milleniums
namely christ's onanism
real shitstorm though

when heaven fell

when heaven fell
earth flattens
one dimension desert
in constant away eradication

the instinctual fear of nothing
depresses me forth
as i watch rear soil
erodes to void

only to reach
an eventual demise
without horizon on an edge
await for the void

croissant

we let it thread to veil
where light avow
those trivial crossing

stacks and layers
to chunked accumulation
walling between us

mould to the shape
of partial-eclispe
two ends sees eye to eye

baking in friction
from the ignition
our erratic medley ignites

to crisp golden
alluring warm glow
fragility in a bite

be real? fuck you

be real be real, what do you mean?

and you obey some psychotic brags
who wrote up a creative book named law
and took up a job that bores you cold
believing as if 'tis the destiny of man

as you cling to fantasies of greedy men
with faith that their dreams are true
how blatantly false are you for uttering
whats real but live in another's dream

be real be real, i'll tell you whats real

you're a phony refusing the truth
living in submission and waves a flag celebrating

who's living in a fantasy?
that's you

pro-

myraids of premade-awareness
strays suffering in citadels
blowing false-trumphet
licking unmeltable ice-cream
letting in flacid bananas

unaware?

your fetus excrements they are
let them be shat as shit
before they become
a self-gratifying
self-crowned royalty like ye

have pity for premade-awareness!
chance their senses a raise
bestow them knowledge to differentiate
to peace your fetus!

 all hail jesus!

if we live forever

if we live forever
my love
may remain unrequited
may wait eternal
shy in immortal chance
in halcyon devotion
without pressing passion
or desire to conquer;

to conquer your
provocative strut
as strutting i do too
for lest rejection
ever chance i would wait
til perfection my front
with an ultimate charming
introductory line
as true as my desire

but if we live forever
nothing can be ultimate
and should you not linger near
given, even infinite chances
i may not find one
in rain of random droplets

thus my love
will never be understood
and me be eternally haunted
by regrets.
so bless you the fleeting life!
for evoking the vital
i shall wait no longer!

Beautifully bias

the state of soul
perception of whole
 assimilation
change

as stars can sparkle
when love occurs
or stars can gloom
alone in distant
amid forlorn shade

like equal tune sounds
on different instrument
mirthful voila
melancholic cello
in g major

the deaths of a thousand
or your love
you choose
the sun over stars
for oblivion may
you reject to dwell

beautifully bias
 love~~~

WEEEEEE

\o/  q    
  Q /wl  
  X   Y  

 \o/
  O.q
   i /L

Where are you kindred?

does gray-shade-film appreciator live
are there subtlety seeker remaining?
detective art of reading inbetween;
lost in raw write solved but skipped imagine

progressive force in atmospheric noir
shadow casts terror and panic subtle
random smoke draws desire abstract but clear
senses constant expands pops as bubble

has overused colors made us purblind
elementary riddles made us smart
shadows has become but the raylight's bind
and fresh mysteries are on a-la-carte

   in this isle of bore array, in dismay
   finding you, who sees hues in shade of gray

bigot

who does not be charm by heartwrench-romance?

of crossed-lovers amid jealous villains

as audience will take protagonist stance

love-obstructor evokes jeer in millions

injured love birds struggles to find, to fly

seperated one, halves seeks wholly be

tangled amid tall weeds obstructing flight 

doleful hearts wishes for them complete, freed 

yet off-screen reenact, crowds disbelieve

skeptics of love so pure or jealousy?

some be evil let tall weeds dwell uncleave

though spotlight unto, their love unblemished

       unyielding tears flows free staged phantasy

       parched eyes villains sneers off-screen fantasy

's block x ?

poet's
self indulgence-
o boiling o frozen

philospher
contradicts-
beauty in every

child's
question-
water ice vapor?

surrealist's
colon-
excrement

realist's
bummer-
a job required

relativist
lingers-
relates

anthologist's
sanity-
ytinas

torment o torment

water<>vapor
water<>ice

meta-

swiveling round flux spiral
of meta-atoms whirling
by god's mystical pivot
heightened senses
sense microscopic transitions

as the pendulum swings
in celestial momentum
atoms metamorphose to universe
the sun delivers photons forth
energizing miniscule existence

amoebas makes pure love
in boiling revelry
of random meta-sexual strangers
melts in innocent affection
fusing for senses revolution

elements are in
gravititional celebration
as ocean waves summons wind
gentle breeze makes fire dance
the flaming waltz of birth

the moon signals juncture for rest
as it embraces earth
with her hyponotic quilt
in invigorating shade of black
for cometh the morrow, love

as the pendulum swings
in celestial momentum
passing seasons, chapters&verses
carbons weaves in magical motion
delivers elegance in variance

as the pendulum swings
in celestial momentum
we are here this moment
as a peerless glimpse
for the immortal process of novelty

the morning shines
river radiates the sun's glimmer
clouds form into dreamy structures
trees exhale virginal scent
and love's fingers caresses my hair
awareness- orgasm

Home/House

Home, it was you and I made alive.
We coated it wholly of enlivening hues,
why now, gloom-spectrum looms?

My heart, and the oak pendulum clock,
in duet of a mournful resonance,
reverberates in our hollow home.

The distant willow, quondam full of life,
now without our words combine, deserted
as if a lost beauty dreary, foraging for love.

Chain smoking, tobacco was bitter foul.
Is without flavour of witch's elixer,
alleviate, waft my sorrow aloft in vapour.

Nystagmus vision, a bliss when you reside,
home dances along with your balletic movements.
Cursed, as my sight wanders off, in the barren house.

House, is without us.

god-Esque entertainment

Neither for justice
nor for revenge
beyond good and evil
neither derived
nor influenced
esoteric pleasure
'tis true artist intuition
trait of the purest
murder, is of nature's art
appreciation for god

Influence of ego
derivation of night and day
words poses on stagnant realm
never reaching the heavens
left to flow on babeldom
in the stream of winners--

deaths oft mundane
sheltered in pseud havens
surrenders to time
lay helpless- cliche
observer's tears uninspired
like the common rain
dries, evaporates, forgotten

Forgo earthly credence
let there be-without answer
paint mortal realm, innocence
of abstract philo-sophie

massacre mans--
of righteous, of evil
let their blood be
the sacrificial shower
for the path to be beyond human
transcending to one with nature
lies in the eradication
of mortal's balance

receive god's equilibrium
perceive god-esque amusement

and JUSTICE for all

fox mouth
french lipstick
read the parable--
to assasinate a cat
wear sweltering costume
even on dog days
plus, hang a flat penis
on the neck
formula for legit sound

curly headpiece
father of the house
holds a hammer for a metaphor--
authority in town!
completion for the stage
of a fair playdate

twisty wordplay
dressing of clown
entertains the crowd
round and round
the sheeps mehhhhhhh
and JUSTICE for all

CHC Scandal

http://www.straitstimes.com/The-Big-Story/The-Big-Story-1/Story/STIStory_815930.html
Quote- The Christian community avowedly disapproves of any misuse of funds, including any money raised by or given to churches 

Yea right, which circle has more contradiction than the Christianity circle itself but I'm tired of religion bashing, its rhetorical- faith is faith is faith. Everyone have their faith, theist cling on their book's faith, atheist make up their own faith.

If the directly affected have no issue with how their money are spent, I don't see what's the crime- funny to see the dumb masses so worked up.
To think of it, the public has no problem worshipping Idols, pouring their money on shitty idols without questioning what their Idols do with their money.
CHC is a weekly concert of shitty idols paired with "motivational" speech and have a fanbase of syt- its only fair to pay an entrance free, don't you think?
You might say those performers aren't paid but use your brain, CHC is a stage for them to perform their shitty shit only their circle of faithful friends will listen to and so they need it for many reasons-  I doubt you stooges can think of any.
Everyone wants to be entertained, everyone find entertainment in different ways and now there's a circle being entertained weekly, be happy for them.

Rather spend your time bashing CPF for you are directly affected and gain no entertainment for it.

Singularism II- One is All, All is One

Noon glow slipping
through tall trees
blurring scenery
introduce aura
to every in ambiance
as if waterpaint in musing
edges blend
omnipotent anti-aliasing
left no distinct
hue contrast fluctuate

bloom zoom spume boom

Rupture into nebular
delicate molecules
dance a genre
of holistic spiritual
reconstruct itself
into a rainbow ocean
riding on waves
circle round cosmic gala
planets in resonance
sings Bach's Minuet in G major
bathing in cosmogonic orgy
ego baptism

croon tune swoon boom

Fall
into the crackling crisp
bed of fallen leaves
Bliss

Time- Now

Now Now Now Now
 Now, is gone again
Like the Phoenix
A Legend
You shall not tame
She perches carefree
on your perception
Her tantalizing
Amaranthine flame

Now, is gone again

For when the distance
between disappears
She flies and vanishes
Leaving a fiery trace
For you to reminiscence
Then reappearing
in a distant, again
And you like moth to flame
A predestined cliche
Impossible to abstain
Advance then

Now, is gone again

Perpetual rebirth
But she never will be tamed
For those who've tried
Their souls are set aflame
Cursed to live in the past
Vision without horizon
Memories of dust, encaves
Now Now Now Now
 Now, is gone again

Chemical Rapture

Squirting streams of blazing greek fire
Aqueous flames riding in my liquid chamber

Fresh serene air invoking latent stimulus
Bold lithium scent of the nonchalant

Shackled when sober these unchained flavours
Subtle sweetness from bitter recollections

Crackling electric threads in quagmire
Ingenious harmony in deranged offbeat rhythm

Romantic potent colon, does monotone digestion
Pulsating rays of bipolar neon colors

I'M IN CHEMICAL RAPTURE

My beliefs

While on a bad trip, I thought i was dying then I saw God, Dieties and the Devil and it thoroughly derealize me. It took about a month or so for me to feel back on reality and it was then that i realize, the entities i witnessed on the trip were based on whatever i saw/heard on TV/books/people.
I didn't care much about religion before this trip but this trip made me realize how much the people and media bullshit can affect you without you knowing.
And after the trip i read up the bible and stuff, and came to a conclusion. If god is how the bible portray him to be, I choose to serve the Devil.

Anyway I'm agnostic, without religion I live by my code "Do anything but never force my will unto others and fuck your moral", people that read on my "Morality" post should figure that moral is a self serving ego trip.

Good Bye Earth

Look at the brightside
I'm in total control
Non shall steal this
Not even mother nature

Favourite series ended
Ascendants all fallen to nature
I left no more excrements
My objectives are concluded

You vainglorious losers, quoting life
"To live life, you have to be adventurous"
And still you're controlling others
"Love and Accept Everyone"
And still you're bias
"Find a purpose in Life"
I've found mine and you deemed it nonsense
"Give back"
I've yet to see this happen

Bunch of self righteous bastards
In this mundane suburban dumpster
Your subjectives entertained me a great deal
Have fun with your pseudo-dominion and soon...
You will be cleft by the scythe of nature

I love you everyone,
Read this to your childrens
I hope they attain enlightenment
And murder you in unholy scale
Goodbye earth, you are a shit rental

A Play within A Play

I, another spectating spore

Amid this sea of applauding roar

For the grand curtain has drawn

That mythical world flashed gone

How I wish to my reality, it progress

Sick of this perpetual forced egress

Like a droplet on a seawave's crest

The ocean summon, their play I belong

Born and bound to sing their song

But mind, my own, that world i longed

While I dread... while I dread

A trace of reason struck my head

O Man O Man! How did I not see,

That world cannot live without the sea

O Man O Man! How did I not see,

It has become a part of me

And all that we do or did

Is but a play within a play 

   for a play within a play

inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's A Dream within a Dream structure, written with a realist twist. 

The Dead Don't Give A Fuck

Spectral remnant ashes
Weightless deemed the wind
Traveling on etheral breeze
Scattered beyond the elusive summit

Spectral deeply engraved footprints
Crimson stains laid on the earth
Cleansed with the halcyon waves
Buried by the perpetual landscaping

Stygian dreams of the lost
Whispers relayed through descendants
Indoctrinated in subconscious
Beating hearts struggles to true silent beats

a haunting chose by the living
spectral's baggage, they carry
... the dead have no opinion

P A R A N O I A

When silence creeps
into the senses
Comes the violent
waves of desolation

The vociferous
slightest rustle
& the crescending
throbs of your heart

Shadows begins to
animate peculiar
Slithering to where
the moonlight climbs
Roaming in the noir

The mind begins to wander
feeding on terror
Your familiar silhouette
becomes inimical
Its will against yours
Sheltered in the dark
Scheming in the gloom
A trivial crackle
in the silence
The terror to think
it might be
The legion of shadows
is in motion
to bring harm unto you

Voices in your head shouts
ESCAPE, Just your Imagination, 
Run, Don't be afraid
MURDER, PRAY...

A sudden firm grapple
on your heart, tenacious
You struggle for air
Gasping for life
The mind vision death
 P A R A N O I A

Many Me Myself and I

the little control

we claim total dominion

Whom is speaking now?

for even the voices 

within, in my head

denies mine command

when one ask for solace

some delivers terror

when one hope for an answer

the others utters nonsense

what is I?

when many self resides

inside what makes I

many Me, Myself, I

In this crowded recluse

am "I" still justified?

am "I" still sane?

when every I that 

lives inside are wise

Or is it what makes I

is when every I

compromise to drive 

safely to satisfy

others life, their eyes

"you are not being yourself"

How do they know?

No, They don't

They just want you to be

whom they want you to be

I don't believe in mental illness, what others deemed to be mental issue are their disgusting justification of social discrimination

A Goddess tale

Celebrated for her elegance
Worshipped as tho' Juventas
but clueless were her adorers
her life she lament
alive with expectation

There were nights her demon rise
When she does her habitual mirror check
And pride possesses the fluorescent light
the cruel piercing rays daggers on her guise
revealing the collasping masquerade
the wretched lines, languishing veneer
youth bleeding from the silent wound of time

Sculpture of a Goddess, she lays cold and still
Enclosed in this glossy pink coated pine box
with a looking glass for her adorers' eye
like a photoframe, close-up portray of her face
Classic sleeping beauty, her resting eyes, dreamy smile
Hair parted to the right...
to cloak the wound from yester night

The mother, her child, the enlightened the observer

We're all smart, success is destined for us
the earth is round for someone discovered
We're all winners, you didn't lose my Dear,
you've tried, claim the medal
We're all precious and no one is dirt
but You're special a Diamond, the others are agates
We're all children of God, we love, care and share
War is honorable, we fight the Devils

Have faith,
my blood, pure soul
my child
for life is mirthful

I'm a fool, boasting the common
I've lost the meaning of won
I'm a dime in dozen, too many of us
I'm just another clueless tenant
Come and go in silence
taking nothing with me
leaving excrements for another...
another clueless tenant

The earth spun for eons
We are a moment, a fraction
Random transient
Have faith,
For death is true and honest
His gift for us
unconsciousness

Zopiclone Experimental Dose

The song i knew, lyrics I'd memorised

I sang for least a thousand times

Why now it utters a new sound?

Alien language hidden til now...weird

but as if 'tis a language I've learned before

The words, message conveyed, I understood it all 

Must be... God just spoke to me... 

Maybe I'm your prophet of twentieth century

God told me the bible is written wrong

All but lies the fallen told

but since ignorance is cool, he said

paradise remains open for fools

And this lingering bitter metallic taste 

Must be.. Jesus's blood...

It seems I've teleported to a restaurant

been here before, familiar rustic decor

ceiling fan spinning slackly... wobble

wobble... wobble... wobble... hobble...

Myself alone, at this table for four

Strange smiling faces glancing at me

Admiring their prophet, perhaps. 

Chicken Chop and Cola magically appeared

Everything taste bland, taste like metal... must be...

The sick lingering aftertaste of Jesus's blood

It seems I've teleported back to my home

Wholly exhausted tho' little i did today

Must be.. The toll for hearing God's word  

My soft fluffy bed worded "lay on me"

Must be... God telling me to sleep

Au-delà de la langue

je t’aime plus que tout 

notre amour profond 

que la profondeur de l'océan 

nous ne laissez pas 

laisser nos sentiments 

être perdu dans la traduction 

la langue est notre seul obstacle 

le conquérir et 

personne ne peut nous arrêter 

comme la gravité,
son naturel et inévitable
je t’aime plus que tout

Venus's Curse

O' Lady Venus

Again i pray to you 

Mend my morose soul

This heart o mine

Broken upteenth time

In a ray of splendor

Through the remnants

of a passing rainbow

Cleft the bulbous clouds

Spotlight unto me

Then upon me, levitating

a spirit, slender

like greek, starry eyes

when shining on me

devoided reality

only me and she 

only me and she

I swoon in her presence

How much i hope being
by her side, forever

Salvation, i'd desired

o' i love her

With actions and words

I conveyed my love to her

...Dismissive, her discerned face

My language she's never learned

My actions unseen in her realm

Me and a stranger

she then binded with

the red thread of affection

And her balletic movement

Left me a sight to reminisce

Lost in translation

for she is what I truly desire

she vanished from my world

Comedy, a joke directed at me

Lady Venus's curse for the bothersomes

Having Fun in Hell

misinterpreted by many
the thralls believe
suffering is eternal here
when what lies above
is anguish forever
for crazies in white veils
sings praises in high pitch groan
to a narcissistic tyrant everyday
a mad house, evidently

reign in hell, joy for the sane

burn your spirit with lovers and friends
this is home for us free spirits
for our concert is forever
here, eistein discovered rave-ity
lou reed jams heroin
the doors sings the beginning
satan and beelzebub
performing wizardry
renounce evil, let's party

Zombie

'tis a curse
for those who sought
a deathless frame
their sanity deposed
rotten flesh rose
the soul intact
only to perceive
malicious act they
have no control
a driver then
now a passenger
in the dark they roam
as puppet with soul
the limbs drags
reluctantly...
feed... must feed
they feed on what
once was their own
the sad muffled groan
when the crimson chrome
of the cherished, drips
the eyes they cannot close
cursed til a silver bullet
murders their soul

Love? No... I don't know

you cast your eyes upon my soul

glance that hurls homing spears 

hidden in this ocean of consciousness

for me… only me… solely me

undodgeable, 

tho' never did I tried moving a little

curious, how does it feel

come into me... oh strange lore
...

the thrust so cold

so cold..

even mercury solidifies

I froze to stone

no pain but sorrow

forthwith 

my heart struggles

for warmth

rapidly revs up

to maximum gear

my blood boiling

melt... I melted

love? No... I don't know. 

you stole the world i knew

gone are the colorful hues 

grayscale now my only view but

for you... only you... solely you

colors are vibrant still 

unfair tho' i never cared before

a new meaning to colors, you gave

now I do... oh how alluring
...

As if they've 

lost their soul

the others

their presence bore

the others

are droplets 

blending to a

puddle of gray liquid

and you like a

lamenting white lily

filament in depressing blue

afloat graceful

capturing my every senses

sorrow so subtle... i feel

how much i yearn 

to unravel your curse

towards you i move

nonchalant, my posture

Goodday Milady I'm... 

ahemm... I'm Dolores

tickle in your throat

music to my ears

melody so mellow

love? No... I don't know.

yester now

my shallow gasp

getting faint

your mellow whisper 

in crescendoes

tears you see

love's love

flowing conscious

your memoirs

grief you suffer

the span

of a falling leaf 

to earth

pollens travel

jubilee birth

a flower withers

a cycle served

mors inevitabilis est, 

et hora ejus incerta

vigor afterglow

the sun had past

let it go

sleep to my lullaby

curious stallion

galloping with grace

stumbles upon a lovely view

her stride slackening

da-dap da-dap 

the sound

slowing down

it was yester now

psych conspiracy

red cross emblem, asylum of hope
nefarious witches in angel's cloak
gave allegiance to a tyrant lord
soul exploit outlawed, no more
spieling cures for ill of the soul
never will they tell you its toll
curses that comes along
obscured, for ego then oblivious

peasants pleased with pleasantry
the tyrant's reign unchallenged

Blind sunrise

loathe sunrise
bane of my might
dexterity
only of the night
luminous clarity
warmth for the sight
world in a blur
quenching my pride

lucid smell
my pinpoint strike
distinct sound
truth can be found
blended trails
must carry a stick
chaotic noise
when the sunrises..
deranged

Adam and Eve Chapter

In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth 

Night and day, the seas, the stars, creatures 

All in just five days but with no one to appreciate it. 

Thy all knowing Almighty, pondered and pondered 

Answered through the looking glass, 

 God

Holy thou art! 

Me, Myself, and I!

I shall create to praise Me
but no one other than 

I shall possess the name of divine,

 immortality and deserving glory!

Dust and mud with thy mystical rites, the first man rose in the image of thee Lord and was given the name "Adam".

 Adam 

"Eh?" 

Post-haste Adam lunged onto a deer 

Ripped and chewed its flesh 

Blood smears, defiling green 

A blissful face he exhibits 

"Good meal, good meal 

But why am I here?" 

The ground trembled, the sky violet, earth splits, the Heavens roared “TUNDAR” 

Adam cowers in fear, the Almighty speaks. 

 God 
Insolence! 

I created ye, 

Thou shalt idolize, thou shalt love Me 

Me Almighty, all knowing, divinity 

Me miracles and creations 

This paradise and ye I've created in just six days 

Indisputable glory, I deserve! 

Now praise Me

Though horrified, Adam recognized God's amazing feats, deserving glory. 

 Adam 
Praise ye the Lord, ye all knowing pansophy 

Praise ye the Lord, ye amazing feats, 

Praise ye the Lord, for creating me 

Honored and obliged to witness your glory,

Praise ye the Lord. 

Having received Adam's gracious words. 

The earth calmed, heaven fell silent 

Birds chipping, Deers calling 

Thee Lord quite gay and merry, 

Adam given paradise. 

Shower the Lord with love and praise! 

A delightful routine Adam enjoyed 

Benevolent Lord was overjoyed 

Decided to reward Adam 

Figured, a derivation of Adam 

To love and praise Adam himself 

And God caused a deep sleep to fall on Adam, and he slept; and He took one of his ribs, and closed 

up the flesh in its place. 

Then the rib which the Lord God had taken from Adam to make another Adam but with a twist, body 

taking a grand shape before the man named Adam but with large breasts and milky flesh, and grand 

locks of brown hair that touched the back of her knees, and bright blue eyes, shone as the stars in the 

sky, and the absence of a dragon, replaced with a dimple. 

She turned to look up to the Holy light in the clouds, parting them, and she fell to her knees in prayer. 

 Eve
Dearest God, 

For bringing me here 

I thank ye! Please 

allow me to bare wonderful 

children for thy dearest 

Adam. Praise thy Holy Father, 

praise thy Holy spirit, 

praise ye God! 

God gave Adam the second coming, the name of Eve and brought her to Adam. 

 God
My splendid Adam, for your forthright, gratifying praises 

I present thou Eve, feel Me joy, love and praise thou she shall 

The dimple on her groin, entrance for ye dragon. 

Something new Me invented, for thou be'st to spawn more Adams. 

I've made it pleasurable, thou be'st know what I mean after ye hath tried. 

Roam this paradise with Eve, witness Me endless miracles, and praise Me. 

Thou be'st free to feed on any tree and animal in the garden; 

But ye shan't eat from the golden tree, 

for when ye eaten, ye be'st deprived from joy.” 

Adam and Eve then retired back to rest, took ye Lord’s truth 

and had sex for the first time, the pleasure they felt, quickening breaths. 

The music the couple have made pleasured ye Lord’s ear. 

 Adam                                             Eve
“Oh my God, Praise                       “God oh God, praise  

ye the Lord”                                    ye the Lord”  

And in that time, she spent it with Adam as a blissful and obedient wife just as God instructed 

for her to be. She did not doubt, did not question, but obeyed. It was as God had said directly he wanted. 

In this ignorance she shared fruit with Adam, until she saw the golden tree that caught her eye.

Delicious fruits and a Viper resting on a stone in the shade, catching attention of the woman's scent with a flick of a tongue and raising its head. 

 Viper
Beautiful Eve, 

Your eyes hold such lust 

when they look at the 

fruits of this tree, do 

ye yearn to taste the 

forbidden fruit and 

be the equivalent of God?
To be powerful, more so 

than Adam and the man 

who created thy body? 

Innocent and naive Eve was frightened by the speaking snake, and she did not understand what it spoke of, 

for she had no knowledge of things such as lust or being equivalent to God or Adam as possibilities or even that they existed! And so she fled, where God's voice boomed over her and sent her cowering onto her knees in begging for forgiveness. 

 God
Foolish Eve,
You dare speak with Lucifer 

and consider such things? 

You are woman, made from 

my hand and man's flesh, 

thy woman has no power 

and no right to wish for 

more than the watchful eyes 

of thy God and Adam! 

And Eve sobbed; she wanted nothing more than to be forgiven by her benevolent God. 

 Eve
Forgive me, God, 

I want nothing that involves 

being more benevolent or 

powerful than thee Lord or Adam! 

Forgive me, for I was not 

intending go against the word 

of my most righteous God! 

And so God forgave her before letting her go on her way, but Eve continued to think of this tree and eventually found her way walking back toward it slowly where the white Viper still sat resting on the stone. Again at her scent it lifted it's head and slithered to her, wrapping about her naked body and resting it's scaled head upon her bosom. 

 Eve
Seducing Viper, 

Please make me less ignorant 

and innocent, 

Allow me to be more worthy of 

the watchful eyes of my Lord 

and Adam. 

And so the serpent brought Eve a fruit, the ripest from the tree and she thanked the viper before rushing to 

find Adam so they might share this moment of opening their eyes as a couple. Adam ate it without hesitation as if it’s any other fruit that Eve have gathered before. The couple then rest under the cicada tree, Adam blissfully ignorant, Eve eager in anticipation. 

Their world metamorphose groggy, trees were dancing, animals uttering language, land as if jelly jiggling, skies as if sea waves crumbling. Confused though amused were Adam and Eve, but rapidly, The amusing 

world fleets and left them with a scene of grotesque filth, a birth. Then as though flipping through 

history before earth, the couple witnessed, the war of God and Satan, chapters and verses and 

everything that has happened and these erudition does not terrorize them as much as nothingness 

and mortality they’ve learned, fatal. 

 Adam
Horrendous Darkness, as though sleeping
But waking never
This holy garden, Ye god made us
I want to leave never
And my beloved Eve, I want to leave you never

 Eve
My Love, wisdom I sought from the viper
My passion to serve ye and thee Lord better
Never have i wanted the knowledge of Evil
Nor the horrendous darkness
My beloved Adam, I want to leave you, never

 Adam and Eve
Will God forgive us?

Adam and Eve decided to seek forgiveness from God and renounce evil and the darkness, “God Help 

Us” they dreadfully shouted, not knowing ye divine all knowing Lord already knew the happened. God 

appeared 

 Adam

Praise ye the Lord, benevolence 

Please forgive our disobedience 

The fruit of golden, we’ve eaten 

Knowledge of evil, mortality, nothingness 

How ye the Lord cometh, we’ve never wanted 

We are deprived of joy 

Please forgive and reprise us, paradise 

And we vow never to disobey again 

 God 

ATROCIOUS! how dare ye make demands after going against Me word 

Me Adam and Eve, Me loved ye both, but this act Me cannot forgive 

For Me has twice warned Eve 

Ye both punishment, consequence, ye shall accept with grace 

Ye both shan’t feel joy again 

Though benevolent Me shall grant, My final kindness 

Ye both shan’t feel fear, the evil and darkness 

And ye fruit of your loins, after an Eon 

Shall be reprise of paradise 

This is the punishment and my final kindness 

Glum were Adam and Eve though contended with thee Lord’s kindness, and they gracefully accepted. 

The Lord performed a ritual; renounce history of good and evil, his birth that the couple have learned 

and the knowledge of ephemeral mortality and the darkness that comes after. 

What was left on Adam and Eve, only their primal instinct, the need to feed, the need for self 

preservation and an instinct to have them spawning more Adams. Eat, Fuck and Sleep without joy 

were what the couple will do for the rest of their mortality. 

A century past, the couples retarded life grew on them, their bodies were covered in unsightly 

hair, brown and filthy, and they smell of their own feces and piss.

• Cinny X Freddwzz 2012

Night terror

As i lay on my bed

Sideways, 

how I've always slept

A distinct inclement wind swept

then on my bed it crept

It weighs

sank the bed a tad

Malicious gaze, i felt

on my back

Smooth strands of hair 

brushed across my neck

and a breath of jasmine scent 

gently blown on my ear

i vaguely smelled and heard

convinced, 

another shares my bed

My guts shrank and shrank

then came unceasing screams in my head

so agonizing it can shatter souls

wish an end to this torment

cast the die

i snapped a turn

...nothing there

..

Beyond the clouds 

of purest white

Visible in the afterlife

Stood a floating isle

of pure rainbow hues, untainted

There lives a Lord, 

with obsessive cleaniness disorder

But a lazy sloth he is

He doesn't clean, rather

He flings the tainted 

Forever out of his sight, 

Adequate he finds

So take a bath

before your soul rise

If your joy

there to be found

So you believe

So your mom died
now shes in paradise
where families reunite
never again terrorized
Thats what you tell
But why do you cry?
As if a cello's depressing whine
On an event clearly of joy
blessed are those who mourn
A make yourself feel better,
Cliche full of shit.

Man

these harbringer of filth
hacked off our limbs
burned them to cinder
ripped off our green hairs
made it their shelter

Edify themselves
Undubious they're affirm
That we cannot feel

that poor fauna
blasphemous, what she went through
whilst they know she can feel
still they drove a spear into her mouth
and right through her arse
burned on unforgiving flame
til it suits their peculiar taste
juicy or less juicy
they then consume

undubious they're affirm
That faunae are food
given to them by God

even more bizzare and idiotic
they murder their own
this i cannot make sense of

little do they know
how dark and twisted they are
and that We've already forsaken them
their souls shall never live on paradise
when their mortality ends.

Cinny

Cinny
Her life was scanty merry
Weather through shame, maimed
Jiggly perservering flames
Cinny
But still galiently jolly
Waging no war, never she defame
pansophy she gained

Cinny Cinny Cinny
Chucked candy, more coffee
Bitter but sophisticate
The lingering taste
rid of lucscious waste
Cinny Cinny Cinny
She, herself and her
Undeluded from egoist knights
Damsel never again distress

Grace

Warning, dark content should you highlight and read it. Wrote for a forum topic.


Goddess I'd glimpse, 
on my recurring dreams
Yearn for her, materialized, 
a collection, my possesion.
Though chance no being, worthy,
of her crowning beauty.
Either imperfect or incomplete.
Ungodly ephemeral, decaying.


Fuck it, I'll just create my own;
Immortal beauty.
"Grace" her name, shall be
Now the physical form
Where shall I begin?
Forgotten whores, non will miss


Praise the lord, 
forthwith commencement, my quest
A blessing bestowed upon me, a crucial piece.
A whore,
Angelic facial features worthy of Grace
Accompanied with dazzling blue eyes
Inviting as though morning sky
Spared from seeking, gorging another's eye.
Paid her a hundred cash, 
led her to my recluse.
Longed for this head, 
knocked her out cold.
Dexterously severed it, for Grace's needs
"My oh my, just the head! how graceful"




"Great Success" , 
Grace soon to live.
Now, for slender smooth limbs.
Effortlessly accessible, no sweat.
Another vanished whore.


Then, torso of a virgin, 
untainted and godly
One who took a vow of chasity
Fundamentalist church, i prowled
A naive, benevolent nun
Glaring weakness
welcoming exploit
A believer, my guise
Masquerading my intent
We've become friends
Cheese to mice
Provincially laid trap
...


Finally, assembled pieces
As if a master tailor, me 
Needles and thread
Piece by piece
The joy, God felt
When he created men


"grace.. Grace... GRace... 
GRAce! GRACe! GRACE!!!"


At long last, Grace...
What was once, only a glimpse
Now awaits my beloving glare
My everlasting Grace in the cold

Singularism - Human

Loving another,
an abstract emotion
i yet apperceive
a dogma
i give no accredit

psychosis narcissist
In the name of Love
blood red
seldom rose red

sanctimonious debauchee
In the name of Love
lust for skin
never intellect

mentertained,
when love ends in chaos
In the name of love
Helen;
God;

hermetic sanity
without worries
overwhelming jealousy;
sleepless night
when you are not by me
anguish thoughts
fete

anarchy peace
without gender intellectual inequality
absurd theories;
shell asymmetry
reflects wisdom
facile thoughts
who ought cook

effortlessly appreciates individuality, me

have no need to compare
every mind intrigues
loving one i'm reticent
loving all my clandestine

Medusa

She is beauty personified
Libidinous, the folks define
Entrancing, window of her soul
Her hair, golder than gold
Juicy red, tantalising lips
Her figure, beyond greek

She a priestress,
In Athena's temple.
Took a vow of chasity
Never she yearn to dishonor it

Poseidon's visit
Devastates her life
Allured by her beauty
Lust, he ravaged her divine

Athena caught the sight
Twisted ego, fueled with jealousy
Furious frenzy
"Hence, who cast eye upon thee, shall be petrified"
A curse lay upon the sufferer
Tragically beautiful "Medusa"

Untitled

A passion for mystery
Ferret hidden wonders
What is beyond those puffy white haze
Flew beyond it, faced no halt
A majestic black, solemn and forlorn
Boundless nightmare should I travel forth
...Mysteries...Hidden Wonders...

Adventurous spirit, no rebuff
"To the edge, here i come"
Dodged rolling stones
Soared through this vast darkness
A sign of life!
Shining spirit glowing merciful light,
A benign presence
'Twas unable to speak
Stayed by herside, kept me warm
After a campanionless travel
Rejoice for a spirit lives out here
...Boom... She imploded
Dispersed, leaving no trace.
She must've hated me.

Must end this adventure with haste
Crave to return where love is
"To the edge, here i come"
Whilst going forth, chance upon
a garden of shining spirits
Afraid of rejection, i evade
Gliding right, to my suprise
Distant glimmering lights, countless spirits
Maneuver a clumsy somersault, tried to escape
As though a giant halo
They've encircled me with no spitefulness
I fly forth,
as if destroying their balance, they scattered
but swiftly encircling me, once again
Vaguely, leading me
Uniformly, holding up this halo stance

Mysteries and Wonders awaits me
I shadow their movement
Whilst holding a distance,
Make certain that I'm inmost
A mysterious wind swept by
My amarantine seeping away
Merciless needles prickling
Cold.. A virgin to cold
freshly felt
Abruptly, spirits repositioned behind me
As though ready for battle
Me for a leader
Solemn atmosphere, defeaning silence
A monstrous pallid blue sphere, visible
Aura emitting evil
Nothing could live near
My natural weakness

Army of light, stormed the front
Spirt's only offense, a self destructing foray
Evil retaliates with solid ice spears
Waves of collision on the evil sphere
The beginning of a war, we fought forever
Prolonged battle, chilling aura
Stole my immortality
For I've never known death
Ought to triumph over Evil
Muster up my remaining strength
Released the sacred force within me
My ultimate attack
Vibrant red across the sphere surface

Flame that shan't extinguish
I left...
though my "Wonder" immortal

Underdog

A man of law
I aspired to be
Worship me a hero
"I Serve JUSTICE"
But as i grow
I learned, discovered
How despicable the "law" is.
Self interest hypocrisy
I dismissed this false justice
A gray sheep in a black barn
proclaim to be white
Without a goal, I lost my drive
Diminished reason to read and write

Scored a four lack of one
a five might land me with a goody goody bunch
Sent to a class,
Full of wretched vile
Parents tell their kids,
to bully so not to be bullied
and likewise does mine
A vicious cycle, I disincline
Loathe the time and the grind
Can't stand it, I jumped the ship

Found an outlet in film and arts
fictitious world, fanciful poems
Motivated to read and write
To create, covey a world of my own
But a tad late, I'm always late
Bad in language, bad in math
No paper to prove my depth
stuck with the hour wage of six fifty
struggling to move a limb in society,
that dismisses my act as an irrationality.

I'm lower than a dog in society's eyes
No point in grieving
I've become as nonchalant like a cat
Ignoring it all
Still dreaming for one day finding empathy

Balance 1989 (Short Film) Review

A thought provoking, surreal, dark and cold art film on society.

The film is set on a balance board, with 5 human look-alike species living on it, the numbers behind their back is the only way distinguish between them. Each of them in order to not slip off from the board must accommodate with the other 4 to sustain balance. They moved to the end of the board and started fishing, one of them reeled up a box and it changes the "balance". The one who reeled it up wants to keep it for himself but a few curious others wants it too, and there's one of them who wanted just to stay on the board but got suckered into their conflict though they could've just shared it and retain the balance by positioning the chest to the middle. I guess it pretty much reflects on the society.

Too many wealth hogging rich selfish narcissistic assholes around.

A Meet.

are you there
are you not
i am in despair
cling to hope you exist
for i cannot reason my being
for an eternal oblivion i cannot accept

i call out
close my eyes
open my eyes and you are there
decorated with jewelry and gold
grin spread like the waning crescent moon

"i am but just a veil of your fears,
you never needed me nor ever will."

is he good
or is he bad
i am confused
what appeared, wasn't what i'd thought out to be
i sought, assumed a benignant presence
not a repulsive superficial entity

a test of faith, maybe?
again i call out, earnestly sincerely,
close my eyes
open my eyes and you are there
resembling features but in a poverty stricken state
carefree gap-toothed giggle

"i am but what you made out to be,
you never needed me nor ever will."

Every proclaimed act of "morality" is an act of self interest.

Anyone who proclaim themself as Moralist are self interest, narcissistic individuals, morality only serves as a facade.


Killing is not wrong, it is just a natural instinct, like ants doesn't kill their own species of ants.
If killing our own species is objectively wrong that means ants have moral and if ants have moral, we're immoral for killing any being capable of moral.

Lying- lying is essential to society, if everyone is speaking the truth, the whole fallacious facade of politics will collapse.

Cheating- cheating is also essential to society, if no one is cheating, no one would buy products that they don't need thus consumerism totally contradicts morality.
Politics supports consumerism and consumerism supports advertisement and advertisement lie and cheats by claiming diamond ring is needed to prove "love" .

Respecting elders- Knowing the fact that they'll grow old someday, they expect new generation to respect them without questioning whether or not they deserve the respect. Respect should be earned not predetermined.

What if what that aged individual did in life is nothing respectable? An old rapist should not be respected unless you aspire to be a rapist.

They proclaim incest to be wrong because they want to have sex with other people's daughters.
Prostitution wrong because they don't want to marry someone who had sex with many people.
There is no reason to believe that Incest and prostitution to be wrong except being "immoral" and the reason i gave is rational.

We are different from other species only for our rationality and any other values are invented with it.

Rationality factors in how much information is available, and if morality existed, we probably wouldn't have exist, when human was still a meager race they probably had incestous relationship in order to procreate.

Short Film: Maya Deren - "Meshes of the Afternoon" Review

I got to know this film from imdb's "Similar movies, movies you may like" link, and "Meshes of the Afternoon" was beyond my expectation. Way ahead of its time editing and effect including "slow mo effect", brilliant score, haunting imagery and a captivating story-line in just 13mins.

The movie starts by introducing the actress "Maya Deren" herself and the core elements of the story with an emphasized shot on each of them, and each item might symbolize something, we get flowers, a key, a knife in a loaf of bread, a telephone. After the introduction "Maya Deren" went up to a room, stopped the record player and the film went silent, leading me to believe that the film's previous source of music came from that record player. After switching off the record player Maya Deren seemingly took a nap and things get crazy when the record started playing again without any manual assistance, or so i thought, and Maya Deren meeting a cloak figure with a mirror for a face, like in a dream or an out of body experience, stuck in an endless loop as the story-progress, and ultimately leading to a brilliant conclusion.

Don't miss this.

[Spoiler Alert] My interpretation

I think Maya Deren is portraying a boring housewife life caused by her husband imminently causing her suicide .

Insulting others with the word "Dog"

My country men and china invented scolding people "dog"
i don't know about other people but the dogs i've come across are all friendly and cute.
So i don't get the general idea of insulting someone using the word "dog".
Insulting people for their merits, is absolutely insane. To think of it, to actually feel insulted is rather stupid.
Let's list a few merit, dogs follow orders without questioning, dogs don't question what they are protecting for, dogs are friendly and cute... dogs are as smart as a 2 years old baby and their intelligence doesn't decline when they get old, a well trained dog instinctively know where to pee but humans intelligence, after their peak, might decline and starts forgetting; And since our country are built on a culture with the idealogy that when questioning the law and government is a demerit, what other suitable animal would be better than a "dog" to describe my country people?

Embrace being labeled as "dog" my fellow country man or else you're as unreasonable as a 1 year old baby whining without knowing why you whine.