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