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Diminishing coherence
Hierarchies crumble and dissolve
As we find ourselves standing
On the last peak before the final fall
Winds of cosmic respiration
Steady cycles of chaos and growth
Dismayed the sages scatter
Disarrayed the fools come flocking together
Come calamity unto us
Perched up high I will watch it all unfold
Man bereft of purpose, stripped of all but fear
Carnal instincts reclaim their straying souls
Priests and oracles were always empty handed
But now their thieving fingers are finally pried apart
What lord deserves our worship, yet can't reverse the verdict
What good is a rapture when you're left to rot?
Come calamity, undo us
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The Notion of Stasis
06:46
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Condemned to experience true splendor
Only from a distance
Forever reliant upon the second hand glow
Emitted by others
Endlessly yearning to grasp it, to harbor it
If only for a moment, before it is destroyed
A lone, voracious, restless black hole
among brilliant beacons of light
Defined within, and thus confined to a
Crude, insufficient resolution
Grappling hopelessly with delicate nuance
Always obscured by a veil of confusion
Pathetically upheld by mantras of platitudes
Clinging on to sweet, uplifting lies
Wary of their glaring falsehood
But turning a blind eye
Seeking to sculpt beauty
Out of life's precious matter
With mangled hands, swollen and blunt
Eventually smashing and defiling all
To capture and to convey poetry
In the harsh tounges of a primitive language
Inevitably cursing and degrading all
The true horror is not that of failure;
Which is everpresent
Rather it is the feeling, the notion of stasis
The complete and utter absence of refuge or change
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Unroamed
08:02
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And just like that, the trail persisted no more
Having exhausted its potential
The final branch of dendritic divergence
Succumbed heroically to a lack of endurance
Crumpling down, finally at peace
Far beyond the quandaries of men
And the reach of their corruption
The vast wilderness lies uncompromised
An unroamed and kingless kingdom
You've travelled all the way back to the origin
Carried by paths that only reveal themselves once you've lost your own
Those tranquil groves you sought within you
Whose gentle winds whispered in your sleep
Were always here, waiting
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Vibrancy
06:53
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Throughout my being reverberates
The divine song of creation
It is not one of heavenly harp strings
Nor angelic choirs chanting
For it's a metallic roar of chaotic forces
Briefly shackled to the same terrestrial anchor
It's the rippling song of blood and mucus
And a myriad of synapses firing in unison
God hears my thoughts
God grants my wishes
God wreaks havoc upon the weak and the wicked
Perplexed by the brittle beauty of life
And by how little it takes to erase it
How soft and tender the skin is to the touch
And how slender the blade which impales it
Some kneel before nothing
Empty hands lifted towards equally empty skies
Deaf to the roar, blind to the light, numb to the rumbling vibration
Resouding through the bones and shattering all ties
I hear my thoughts
I grant my wishes
I wreak havoc upon the weak and the wicked
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Fyr Stockholm, Sweden
Stockholm, Sweden
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