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Embers Of Existence
05:43
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Beyond space and time,
Alone in the emptiness
A manifesting blackness,
that holds you so tight
The mind is a vine
That wraps around everything
Strangling, repealing, awaken disharmony
A porcelain vase that speaks dissent softly
Cannot comprehend the virility of the wind
A momentary pause for subtle inflection
A monumental shift in the construction of man
Voracious embers cleanse all that once was
Expunge the mind’s eye, concluding all thought
Shards of ourselves live in the things we create
In a cathartic fever, you set me ablaze
A lone celestial leading my way
Out of this darkness, into the light
A lone celestial leading my way
Unbecoming, the blossoming verdict of life
Nurturing, sprites of the omnificent white
Beyond space and time,
Alone in the emptiness
A manifesting blackness,
that holds you so tight
The mind is a vine
That wraps around everything
Strangling, repealing, awaken disharmony
A beautiful lie awakens my rage
A beautiful lie awakens my rage
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The Archaea Paradox
05:37
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Dragged within this vacuum
Where light cannot escape
The purpose of this voyage
Lucid dreaming state
Phosphene patterns of madness
Splinter across the sky
Any boundaries long forgotten
Resurge with an embryonic eye
At the center of this universe
The calmest fear is crippling
You are Worthy, We are all Worthy
Death shall not take us for we are already lost
The mercy of true freedom
Grants us total release
Loaded with dementia
Cue the fever dreams
Further down the venture
Total intellectual decline
A grandest of homecomings
Bring me to my event horizon
Shred my soul across the sky
Atoms aligned
Devitrify
Corpses strewn across empty space
Silent nights and darkest of days
Behold a titan funeral
I am not afraid
Dragged within this vacuum
Where light cannot escape
The purpose of this voyage
Lucid dreaming state
Death shall not take us for we are already lost
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Temporal Sands
05:05
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Inside this shell
presynaptic neurons charge the rim of my cage
like particles of sand
pulled into the basin of time
only to settle for a fleeting moment
Seek to find temporary respite
Existence must invert, to reflect its dismay
Chasing silence, truly deafening
In the abyss of thoughts, where sorrow kneels to pray
Forceful atrophy requires cellular pullulation
Washed away by the blinding light
Trapped under wake of blissful irony
Obliged to repeat, a transcendental loop
Involution
Commiserate
The Mind’s illlusion
Regenerate
A framework designed to echo an hourglass
Dunes continue to barricade
Chasing silence, futile in this construct
Once truly deafening, communication can reengage
Seek to find temporary respite
Existence must invert, to reflect its dismay
Chasing silence, truly deafening
In the abyss of thoughts, where sorrow kneels to pray
Like the burden of time
This is my forum of pain
Deteriorate
I now exist amongst the shadows
Grains of sand between my veins
Carve into the silhouette
An entombment of the vessel
The dunes harden around the marrow
Remember his name, remember his name
Like the burden of time
This is my forum of pain
Grains of sand between my veins
The dunes harden around the marrow
Remember his name, remember his name
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4. |
Idols Of Bone
04:47
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Without reservation and as if in jest
I am reborn, a hollow marionette
All the markers of torment, the strings have been cut
The burden of vision is to be ravaged by trust
Run the tears of a martyr who takes his last breath
While the Widow endures from that space in his head
That once held the visions of the children he bred
“I live on my knees, and beg for my bread”
Without reservation and as if in jest
I am reborn, a hollow marionette
To suffer a cycle filled with regret
These are all of the lies that we have been fed
False idols grown from hollow bones
You will reap what you have sown
No love lost under a killing moon
Without reservation and as if in jest
I am reborn, a hollow marionette
All the markers of torment, the strings have been cut
The burden of vision is to be ravaged by trust
Run the tears of a martyr who takes his last breath
While the Widow endures from that space in his head
That once held the visions of the children he bred
“I live on my knees, and beg for my bread”
Without reservation and as if in jest
I am reborn, a hollow marionette
To suffer a cycle filled with regret
These are all of the lies that we have been fed
I no longer live on my knees
Manipulation will No Longer Breathe
False idols grown from hollow bones
You will reap what you have sown
Drown in the Weight of this violent reform
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5. |
Paralogs
05:49
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Divergent was the belief
That brought me back to you
The ghost of my undying light
A somber tone that bore resemblance to memories of yesteryear
These tides of consequence have always led us here
At the mouth of this estuary
Within dreams, I once held close
Like a guardian of the morning
Stands watch over the rising sun
The confluence of promise convenes the gatekeeper and a ghost
These moments seem to pass
like sands trapped inside glass
As if to pause and question
the prospects of their path
Each kernel for the collective
Every grain serves
Unreservedly Intentional
The bridge to solace hangs
Far above an ancient path
Without stern reflection
we are doomed to repeat the past
Divergent was the belief
That brought me back to you
The ghost of my undying light
A somber tone that bore resemblance
To the memories of yesteryear
These tides of consequence
have always led us here
Burn our ambience with a mark of forbearance
These moments seem to pass
like sands trapped inside glass
As if to pause and question
the prospects of their path
Each kernel for the collective
Every grain serves
Unreservedly intentional
With your guiding light
Wash away my sorrow
Newly Tempered steel
Bring promise of tomorrow
Burn our ambiance with a mark of forbearance
Burn our ambience with a mark of forbearance
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6. |
Metempsychosis
05:36
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Through astral storms the essence perseveres
Consciousness transcends corporeal fear
Fractured light refracts through quantum stream
While ancient souls dissolve in lucid dreams
Neural pathways collapse and reconstruct
Through algorithmic death the self destructs
In spheres of thought where matter learns to bend
The cycle breaks, only to start again
Only to start again.
Neural pathways rewire and ignite
Bridges of color form
Chromatic
Aberrant distort
Connected, realignment made
Integratemnt of psychosis
Astral drift, eternal cycle
Rebirth, new life
Vortex fragments disperse into cellular decay
Synaptic echoes fade, impulse crystallizing
Pure being transcends form
Light bends
Transcending
Awareness, pure being
Evolving, becoming
Patterns form, boundaries fade
Mind expands, focus now
Truth unfolds, vision clears
Ego fades, time warping
Self dissolves, unify
Neural pathways collapse and reconstruct
Through algorithmic death the self destructs
In spheres of thought where matter learns to bend
The cycle breaks, only to start again
From the ashes of a thousand dying stars
We emerge as architects of what we are
Through cosmic tides the essence flows beyond
Where mortal flesh dissolves in endless night
Ancient courage carries us through time
Each death becomes a doorway to rebirth
What does, returns in forms we cannot see
The soul persists throughout eternity
Being flows beyond all boundaries
Matter fades but essence lingers
Soul transcends each mortal vessel
Life and death become illusion
In the river of existence
We are one with pure awareness
Truth remains beyond perception
This is metempsychosis.
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You and I are
Examining impermanence
Extend your arms into the clay
Sculpt me with unswerving conviction
Adhered to perfection;
Everlasting expiation for the mind's perception
Severed from the spiral of decay
Consciousness bleeds through fractal wounds
While neurons fire in cosmic patterns
Synapses bridge the void between worlds
Ethereal Concatenation,
Soul to shell, an archaic sorcery
Flesh dissolves in temporal streams
As awareness transcends its mortal cage
The observer watches from beyond
While matter shifts through endless forms
Contrite Man of fervent stone
A symbolic repudiation;
Exempt from the inexorable reach of Chronos
I subsist as the pedagogue
The solitary instant is present
I endure as a mnemonic
Beneath the weight of infinite skies
Memory crystallizes into truth
Each moment births eternity
While time devours its own children
To meditate on the future is
To wither before you embark
From the demesne of the cosmic breed
The architects have unceasingly wielded command
Sapien, perpetually the curious ape
Only the vanquished shall covet time
Through stellar winds we drift as one
Consciousness unbound from flesh and bone
The river flows through all that is
And we are both the source and sea
In the silence between heartbeats
Eternity whispers its name
River of the Eternal Mind
Forever examining impermanence
Extend your arms into the Clay
Sculpt me with unswerving conviction
Adhered to perfection;
I shed this shell of carbon dreams
My essence bleeds through cosmic seams
No longer bound by sinew, bone
I claim the universe as throne
The flesh falls away like autumn leaves
While consciousness expands and breathes
I am become what always was
Eternal mind in perfect form
Beyond the reach of time and storm
The architect's true face revealed
As consciousness expands outward
Through nebulae of pure thought
We navigate the astral stream
Beyond event horizons burning
Where light itself cannot escape
The mind dissolves all boundaries
And reality assumes new shape
In death we find our truest form
Eternal wanderers of the deep
Forever examining impermanence
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8. |
Epistatic Drift
05:56
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I found my eyes
They were lost to the waves
Of searing promise and blood oath demands
For so long have I been blind, Overwhelmed
by my primordial instinct to save
Controller of pariah
The balance of futures - a constant drain
How do we reconcile with all of the missing pieces?
So many steps to retrace
I can't escape this maze of my design
They were lost to the waves
Of searing promise and blood oath demands
Impossible to rectify
When the burden of time
has already eaten us whole
They were lost to the waves
Of searing promise and blood oath demands
For so long
have I been blind
Overwhelmed
by my primordial instinct to save
Controller of pariah
The balance of futures, a constant drain
We are not who we pretend to be
The serpents of the morning
Come again and again (rectify)
We are not who we pretend to be
How do we reconcile
with all of the missing pieces?
So many steps to retrace
We are not who we pretend to be
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9. |
Legacy Of Light
05:12
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Your breath was a tremor in stone
I carved you in absence and sound
A vessel of marrow and myth
Suspended in futures unwound
Hope wrapped in a silence too loud
My hands built what fate unmade
A shrine made of marrow and ash
Lit by the pulse, fate revoked
Beneath the bloom of unreal
I fed the ghost I named mine
Through fractured glass
We glimpse your face
Beyond the veil
Of mortal days
Each breath we take
Bears witness still
To what was lost
But lived in will
Cracks spread through foundations
Built on shifting sand
Promise burns to ashes now
Held in trembling hands
What purpose in this void?
What meaning in this loss?
Faith withers on the vine
As doubt takes root in soil
I saw my corpse through my mouth
Descending through layers of consciousness and pain
Disintegrating self in acid rain of grief
Structures cave inward collapsing on themselves
The body devours what once was sacred ground
Malevolent silence
Consumes all living things
Corrosive memories
Eat through veins like rust
Dissonance of voices
Gnawing at the core
Decomposing visions
Of what could never be
Limbs bound to spectral forms
I saw my corpse and from my mouth crawled hatred
Perihelion
Burn my last clear thought
What began must end
Between the space of stars
Your essence still remains
Though time has sealed your fate
Your impact never fades
Caspian, name of strength
Carved from loss, forged in pain
I will shoulder this burden
Till I see light again
The cosmos holds your ghost
Though flesh never took form
And through this truth I find
A path beyond the storm
For endings birth beginnings
Your memory burns for eternity
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10. |
The Maw Of Recursion
05:50
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Erase.
Rebuild.
Repeat.
Return.
Splintered marrow, essence ruptured
Nerves collapse in spiral hunger
Memory torn to static fragments
Dragged into the maw eternal
Eyes inverted, void consuming
Skulls dissolve in grinding silence
Thoughts devoured, reduced to echoes
Meaning drowned in endless fracture
Teeth of silence, jaws unbroken
Cycle swallows, form forgotten
All dissolved, distorted matter
Truth entombed in black corrosion
Erase. Rebuild.
Repeat. Return.
Dissolve. Become.
Consume. Reborn.
Self reduced to numbered spirals
Flesh dissolved in endless circuits
Thought erased, encoded silence
Identity unravels, hollow
Fragments turn in static patterns
Needs collapse into equations
Breath dissolves into shifting cyphers
Meaning folds into the spiral
Flesh forgotten, names eroded
Ghosts recede in endless current
Every fracture feeds the cycle
The maw laughs with shattered voices
Teeth of bone grind endless choices
A thousand deaths in mirrored sequence
Each return — a new abhorrence
This maw devours all remembrance
This maw ignites the cycle endless
This maw corrodes the truth within us
This is the maw of recursion
Erase. Rebuild.
Repeat. Return.
Dissolve. Become.
Consume. Reborn.
Self reduced to numbered spirals
Flesh dissolved in endless circuits
Thought erased, encoded silence
Identity unravels, hollow
Fragments turn in static patterns
Needs collapse into equations
Breath dissolves into shifting cyphers
Meaning folds into the spiral
Eyes inverted, void consuming
Skulls dissolve in grinding silence
Thoughts devoured, reduced to echoes
Meaning drowned in endless fracture
The maw becomes the only scripture
The maw repeats beyond all reason
The maw defines the end, beginning
The maw devours — recursion endless
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11. |
Orthologs
05:12
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Fractured spine of who I was
Vertebrae of failed intentions
Scattered like seeds on barren ground
The weight of absence crushes down
Shatter me to rebuild
Hollow out what remains
Cauterize the wounds of memory
Nothing of me remains.
Carved out hollow,
stripped of meaning
Identity—a vacant temple
Smoke-filled lungs of burning bridges
I breathe in ash of former selves
Give me new lungs to breathe
Give me new eyes to see
The paradigm shifts beneath my feet
I stand where I once fell
Tear the breath from stillness, hollowed out
Burn the self on purpose. ruin-made
Cast the truth into silence, resonance
Speak the truth in void-speak, dissolved form
Give me new lungs to breathe
Descend to sink into stone
Destroy to carve out the shape
Devolve to fracture the cage
Die to live beyond the self
I am not what I've lost
I am what I've survived
Shedding skin in violent rebirth
Phoenix throes in crimson skies
Reborn in violent light
Reforged in molten truth
The shell of self lies shattered
As I rise above the pyre
Reformed of endless matter
I am the phoenix of my own demise
Rising through flames of my own design
Echoes fade of former voices
Silhouettes of former shadows
I carve new paths through unmarked lands
The compass points to where I stand
Remnants of grief now fuel my flight
Scars become armor, wounds become sight
Through furnace of loss I've been recast
Carve my name in the ruins of yesterday
Claim this moment as my own
The void that consumed me
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