Recnim

I ponder upon the cold, dreamy void and it becomes clear to me

The meaning lies with the pondering soul on the other side

Wonderful View XXXVII

Can you melt the illusive mind, the intangible consciousness? Masturbate it free of all the enslavement tendencies that burdens it for eternity?

The Cold Kind Wind

There is nothing quite like the gentle breeze of the cold, kind wind. 

The kind that rustles through the alleys and buildings of a city engulfed in night. The kind that embraces and color up the skins of a prey into a beautiful, cold, marble-like, bluish hue…of death.  

A Flat Kinda Situation

Flat on the ground with not a single shred of hope to be found anywhere around….

Welcome to the next 365 meaningless moments, ladies and gentlemen and all others who like to pretend to be something else.

Let's ride the banality with the utmost hate and pride.

Ash

So, here we are again. Lambs to the sweet slaughters

Another few days closer to The End, where we will all gather under the ash-filled sky.

Re-understand

There is a pressing need to re-understand and conceptualize torture. It is not pain and suffering.

It is simply an interface with the superior, enigmatic and curious ancients.

Arise!

And the enigmatic night sky commands aloud, arise o thou foulest filth

Arise thou crimson night entwined…

Through curses and possessions galore

Arise, and break through the heavy mist

Empire

The Empire is expanding, ladies and gentlemen, regardless of your wish or concern. 

Time to decide if you want to share in the Empire’s growth or get obliterated in defying its embrace, is nigh. 

Choose wisely, wandering souls.

Burning

When you smell something burning and yet see no visible fire or flame, be forewarned. 

For it is the inner smoldering, the eternal embers inside, which is causing the smell of heat and fire

Don’t sit and ponder on it. Stand up proud and embrace it.

Below

Nothing is below the standard. Nothing is too low brow to embrace, too plebeian to cherish, once you’ve been down below

Shock Value

Somebody told me sometimes ago that the only value that matters in pursuing stability is that of shock and awe. 

So why are we so bothered with all the shock and awe that regular people have done?

Is it only a ‘proper’ shock and awe when it is organized by a State or groups of terrorists?

Why is it ‘wrong’ when, for example, conducted by regular misanthropists with a taste for pyrotechnics?

Hocus-Focus

In one breath, focus, to the depths 

Ride the monochromatic tone of void

In one breath, focus, to the void

Misanthropy

I don’t hate you or anyone else.

I just cherish the moments when exquisite pain befell you all.

Inner Light

I had once thought that they were the way, the founders, the pioneers. Now I know they are but means to an end.

They set the templates, the dirt roads, the corner stones, for true inner light to shine and awe everyone through the modern art of music.

So, thank you for setting up the templates. You’ve all served your purposes.

Now it’s time to let the templates fulfill their destined aim: let the inner light shine and soar to the heavens and purgatories. 

Never bended. Never tamed. Never a prey.

Set a course to the infinite fires.

Wonderful View XXXVI

Cough It Out Loud

A cold night, a handful of warm whiskey

A taste of blood on the cough, like little bitter cakes of love 

A well sharpen knife, a handful of warm blood

Let me love you proper and wild

Love you cough you out and loud  

Eternity

And we saw eternity, in the gushing of the sacrificial blood.

Abra-had Dabra. 

For every drop of life is a shade of The eternal strife

Kazum- dabra…Mordru hadra

Let It Roll

When it is time to roll, it is time to roll, and nothing more to say. 

Who cares if anyone gets dirty or soiled in the black earth, and the blood red mud?

Firelust

Every beginning has an end and every inhaled breath an exhaled one.

So shall all of this carnal presence come to an end too, in a freezing cold night or a warm fiery evening, who cares what way annihilation comes forth as?

Nemo Ante Mortem Beatus

Come on baby, lick my fire…

Research

Practice makes perfect. And so does well executed, insightful research.

Less pain and more gain, as some say. 

A good research reduces the need for tidying up loose ends.