The world evanesces behind transient incidents sheathed in prismatic distortion
Darkness, almost material,
shatters deceitful angelic spheres

Worn stones faded
Immortality abandoned for writhing bodies

Agonized fabrications
Twisted faces
Breathing fables enraptured by untouched infinities

Antiquities among an ageless flock of wandering stars
Images echoed in dreams
Antiquities among autonomous instruments
Wandering stars
Archetypal constructs
Ancient rivers
Iridescent tears flowing from ocular pores

In their image I create as I speak these words
Voices expelled into empty halls
In their image I create as I speak these words
Idle hours of a false dawn

Within her bleeding walls she lays to rest mountains of breathing flesh

Consuming discarded dreams nothing can nullify her appetite
Within her domain relics are hidden behind semi-open doors

The great deceiver
A queen of open sores
From fecal lips she exerts her control

Pulses shake the foundation
Beads of sweat wash away the traces

On her throne, buried in sand, she demands tithing of herb and leaf
She kneels at her altar of self-belief

Her body is an institution for wayward sons
Her mouth disempowers all who hear her words

The queen is dead
Drag her through the streets
Bury her in middle earth
Take her to the sea
Drown the lies in endless waves
Cover her stench with smoky sage

With every step I take I become displaced
I linger, I wonder why

The ringing of the bells they draw me closer to a place away from my-self

I'm clouded by aureolin confinement
I still taste its disease
My lips, my incessant prose

What holds me here I – I

The Aeon within - beyond mortality
From within an essence – beyond my-self
Searching for a ghost – of a life unlived, I remain unmoved

I am shame swathed in tomes of fractured ethics
Bleeding discourses from my gums
-my mouth- singed by vocalizations of disrepute
Veins pulsating, phantasmagoria circulates through archaic neural structures

The dual flow is only one way
As I deplete myself of terms

The cool depths of symbolic limits erupt, one system replaces another
Through Primal magick I bridge gaps between walls
Uniting ghosts with the material -nonexistent spirits- from unknowable æther
My Flesh, a mirror reflecting waves of air never signified

The dual flow is only one way
As I deplete myself of terms

The cool depths of symbolic limits erupt, one system replaces another

I am Entombed in a simulated self
From above I observe the repetitious descent
To myself I expel a fickle sacrifice, the negative foundation of massacred empires

Into a sea of sand I dive, falling into lost moments and manufactured memories
In seconds I crack
Shards disintegrate, ending a worthless life, like broken glass shattering

A flash of white light, a jolt pulsating through me, subjugating my soul, pulling me into nothing
Immobilized, descending into abstraction—a vacuous and infinite void falling into itself without motion

I am the void, I am descending into eternal stasis
Inert, alone, immobilized, descending into abstraction—a vacuous and infinite void falling into myself without motion

Stripped of my mortal shell
Loss of self and enmity
No perception or emotion
All senses failing

I the self the separation
Of myself from carnality
I the self the separation
And dismemberment of

My soul—a symbol of faith
Fear of insignificance, the absence of consciousness, the cessation of thoughts, the severance of awareness
Imaginings through mental activity gone

The defragmentation of myself from all realities, all combining into a single sentient entity
On this eternal descent I am erased from all memories
All moments altered to their purest state
Every particle is replaced
I no longer exist in finite space
I feel the release of clarity as I fluctuate in and out of time
Each consciousness binding to another
Until I am one, until they are gone


Destroy, rewrite, rebuild
Until all is known

Underneath the coil that ties the beginning to the end
An eclipse is formed so bright the infernal blaze blinds unseeing eyes

I pervert the process of reformation severing all connection to carnality, without body or mind, endlessly sifting through realities to find nothing
I am nothing
I will be nothing
And I see