No Return To Eden

Tendrils wrapped around my heart.Feel the crushing of my ribs start.Eyes slide closed and I imagine…I see that paradise which I am seeking.Serene perfection withoit any flaws.I taste the unfetid air and pause.Drink in the feelings it births in me.Return to Eden, for its where I wish to be. But it went down in flames.ShreddedContinue reading “No Return To Eden”

Negativity Addicts

Why are we as a species addicted to pain.Its like we feed on negativity without refrain.I’ve seen leeches suck out less life than us.What is with our endless selfish fuss? Dragging down peace to create more conflict.Starting to think its become an instinct.Craving that fuel as if we are addicts.If thats true then that isContinue reading “Negativity Addicts”

Suffocating On The Bile Of Our Ancestors

Staring up at the heavens.All i want is to roam amongst the stars.Eager to see what wonder awaits in systems near and far.Sadly these are dreams I’ll never see.Though it doesn’t mean I won’t hope they’ll come to be.For our future is in exploration.We can achieve it with dedication.Gain a greater understanding of everything.All itContinue reading “Suffocating On The Bile Of Our Ancestors”

Minority Fools

Stay your hand or drive in deep.You’re a brazen fool so you’ll take it neat.Preparation for your war.Send out your masses of poor.For they lack value, in your eyes.Why you won’t care if they are swarmed by flies.In fields of rotten stinking remains.After all you care for are momentum gains.For domination is your grail.You holdContinue reading “Minority Fools”

Is A Notion

What is this core state?Born here to manipulate.Feed the old machine.Don’t fuel what can’t be our dream.For failure is next door.So raise a glass, toast this war! Freedom is a notion bought only by those with means.Everyone else gets a glimpse purely to keep them serene.Subdued by a promise that they will never taste.Instead they’llContinue reading “Is A Notion”

Our Talents

Look at our culmination.Not as far as we should be.What happened to our expectation?Feels like it split into one hundred eigthy three. Squandering all our talents.Cycling our same misdeeds.Wasting precious time with massive greed. Are we in final stages?Seems as if we are to me.What did we do with all those pages?Stuffed them full ofContinue reading “Our Talents”