Hive Mind: Nurture unto Nature...

Unhappy intention,

      Groping as tears for that which numbs the terrorizing cold ache of realization held captive in the throat, Throttling the divulging of misery upon inheriting the waking curse, To arise above the conscious divide... To choose between wounded yet intent on offering more to others than what's granted by libel's disingenuous monetary tokens and sleeping as rife volatile rats amidst rotten pleasures, Which only bring the momentarily intoxicating regimes of lucid amusements... As this sand castling world suffers until dry, Our nature to assist the smiles of others is reigned in by the arrogance of our despicable nurture: To please only the self, This is the worst and most contagious disease! 

In lieu of our participation of,
Sleeping while awake 

Hive Mind: Seeking

Bliss in a frowning rage,

      Cast upon the atrocities of invisible shameless abuse, Traps set my masculinity in hiding, By those whom deny truth it's stage, Playing at half drunken theatrics allowed in court as libel these disheart-enchanted days...

In lieu of our participation in,
Freeing the victims

Maleficent Condescension: Crawling One

Slithering across redemption, 

     Bearing so illegitimate weight cross handed arrogant blind suffering's ignorant work despicable load down to the karma numb from starving, Withering under time's eternal cursed bombs we've laid... 

     None wither save the harbinger deluge of our defilements of grace before the mirror, As even the most remote anger beyond our forgotten shames cry out! Heaving empty sky line ward prayers against this apathetic battle we're problematically sponsoring with delusions of angst at injustice in our shining best mental disquiet pacifist curtain self credit solitary tone infirmary deaf taught moments spent on bent knees! 

      Willing to ask help and miracles for blood, relations, kin and friend... But not this sand castling world we've gifted with brokenness!

In lieu of our participation in,
Tasting the essence

All Around... Me

Dead attention,

      Unegotiated span of black abandoned sheep hope to the sands beyond rotten green vibrantly false pastures where only the eternal empty mansion lonely stand idle before mirrors reflecting faith manipulated pillars of pacifist into death idle salt.

In lieu of our participation in,
Traditions born rogue

To Queen(s)

Witnessed a dragon,

     On the streets walking as I delivered myself up to the flames of an interview in order to come alive, She was woven of tricks, passion and dignity, One whose love contained no hesitation as the devil within breathed stumbling fire out from the accepted cuts and integrity as she bowed, Acknowledging that in life she was ever racked with lies perpetrated into her mind fed were true.

       That she was a misfit and her breathing this in helped her neglect the need to feel important, Knowing her minions desired her more for any reason that kings and queens could desire the emeralds held captive in her eyes, Misinterpreting her magic as a profitable loss they could never cause because her honesty was subjected wholly to their truths, Instead of acceptance found only her lover's eyes... And all those who glanced her existence.

In lieu of the sight...
Of a dragon

Sharing a Dream

Quoting the visions,

      Wrought up of untruth wrapped in the hollow visionous dreams collapsing as I wake, I'm wishfully wanton thinking that it's better to continuing on in this drudge match, Because the curtain is my curfew that already came, went and never stayed, For somehow beyond dreams my conscience remains, Betrayed by the cross that beckoned the judgement spilt from my mouth as I slept, Enduring the precipice of a G-d who misquoted my every intention and diluting every emotion, Twisting the echoes of good nearly prodigal news into damaged remnants left unwillingly judgemental landscape behind... In a realm nearly forgotten as He called me... Scaring me with venomous doubt hidden in a communion chaser before the alter of purposeless jury attention, Only to cough admit up spectacular blood falsehood sinner claims unwritten on my heart even until this night, My every decision white oxygen invisible lied as guilty inaudible text about how every song of choice I ever made was discovered merely to manipulate the infectious desire to be stained with acceptance...


      Which is to say, That we all desire the song on stuck repeat in our head, To find a relationship with just one other beyond f(r)iendship.

In lieu of finding,
This dream.

Hope: Falling in Love with Shame

Seeking love,

     Despite misinterpreted revelations that weak kaleidoscope ties buried in loose illegitimate ends of lies have convinces us that sequences of forfeited hope labelled untouchable, garnished by a foreign nurtured performance of pacifist devotion to a 100% poisonous commitment to a temporary flame of comfortable solution-less contorted vision, A prison we conventionalize as a vacation to truth we conclude must be... Happiness!

In lieu of the potion we consume,
Strickening us blind into commonness

Beached Children II

Sometimes I just want to watch,

     In dreams, the world burn. Then wake to find this dream reality, Just so I never have to sleep amidst our ongoing inhumane tragedy, Sleeping while our selfishly paved black karma sheep road recycles the lives of slaves we will back to life in droves... I am fixated on this, the silence of... Us, as we willingly neglect to interpret the shores of 3rd dead world children washing up on distant, this sand-castling earth shores! I can barely breath amidst the torture of... 

Another day in lieu... Of,

Beached Children I

Advantage conformity

Addiction scares away the memory

Communion's wine masks our lethargy

We're stained with empathy for a regurgitated Amen

A stable doubt murdered out guilt that would awaken shame

As G-d she remains lethargic so we too are silent

Watching karma attempt to carve children

From our ashen black road to hell stone

Out of the sea endless tomb shores

Where she lost all her friends

Kids who sank like rocks

In an ocean of pretend

Make believe hope

It's a sea of...

Her sadness

Hive Mind: Different Reasons to: Smile I

Formulating private missions of cruelty,

    Because even sometimes forgiveness needs to be put in it's place! The continuance of the 'you're all right,' not so white fire seething lie perpetuates our wound's hidden glass inside storm overcast by inner poorly stated demonic reasons why joy is a mistaken trophy of a choice against the magnitude of self fulfilment, A stolen ability to review the conclusion of fact in our own identity, Hiding behind a mask given to us by our past wounds and current friends.

In lieu of our participation in,
Listening to others instead of us...

Hive Mind: Without Heart I

You're silence,

     Is a constituency limiting what we know of you... It says way more about you than your words do, An overture attempting to manipulate amputated hope infect via the derelict breath seams between the way we're so weak courage choosing to call even the most remote echoes of you... You, Are beyond the point of despair and nothing, We know you're love and won't ever come back.

     Whatever you once promised, It's been jaded by the sick hearted realization that inhumanity would never endure a disaster so tragic as the dilution of our greatest fears, We don't want to lift a pacifist dictated never exited our pockets finger for the most beautiful infection from our origin we now so willingly neglect: Equality, empathy... Love, We embrace the worst habits that stain our future damaged and blind, Tolerant only of the most rife, Our capacity for change; On behalf of greed.

     Call avarice what it is, Symbol for the greatest narcissistic, disenchanted generation enthralled with the joy of sex, every moment hung up and over from our chosen narcotic, Demanding you respect our lazy apathetically lethargic agoraphobic disattachment shores of a dying world we've tragically created... For nothing more than another moment spent denying anything but the worst: Is wrong...!

In lieu of our participation in,
The encompassing void of non-response  

Hive Mind: Precarious Scenario Type A

Tell me white half intoxicated blind lies,

     So I can see who works for face value, A cult of superstitions on societal revolving hearts grown jaded grotesque display beyond the hardened fashionably silent loneliness, A dance of what's breaking in the burning harmonies upon the valiant wind, A ghost whose only remedy is a whistle... Which we pretend not to feel, Hiding behind scarves and layers of unfiltered memory bricks entitled: Moments of pain; When we glimpsed what love might have looked like.

In lieu of our participation in,
Whatsoever 

Hive Mind: Out of The Last Chance II

Swollen is the crown,

     Burdened by the singularity's prominent importance we've long post greed internal referendum of choosing karma's cold now inherent side, A weapon residing within the novels upon our escapism's screen crafting our hearts standing in unison under the communion of capitalist saints burning all future bridges for riches, Standing as one murdered sun; blind, We've broken all of hope's sutures for monetary stitches unburdening the carnage once white bandages holding mile long foundations of  yesterday's clean suicide break, We denied the noose around our doubting necks in lieu of fear for what comes next... For the gravity of our vanishing greed is but a closed ignorant eye dream unbanished tides of tomorrow's hope away! As we all desire another chance... To break.

In earnest anticipation of,
Taking another day to change...

Hive Mind: Out of The Last Chance I

Bearing the plagued,

    Mark of the origin's empathy, Swollen blind compass beyond time, We all know she'll do nothing about this... Nothing about this; our ongoing depraved thorn in eternity's side piercing are the cursed tides of sadness we're shamelessly unable to describe, Willingly we've gone ignorantly blind, Beginning with the numb purpose of compassionate pulses within our written chest pages!

In lieu of our participation in,
Keeping greed around...
As if He had purpose

Hive Mind: Feeling Beyond the Blue I

Problematically forgetting,

      We're all once upon a miserable time delinquents of an ongoing inhumane adapting to misfortune's evolving cultural victimizing malignant theatrics on evil hopes of enslaving without shame anything or anyone for gain... How vapidly blind and depraved!

In lieu of our participation in,
Furthering the depravity!

Hive Mind: Fulfilling the Plot

Choking the beast,

     Before the gates wherein grazed fallen hollow angels upon the fear of what's grotesquely inside... Out with the demon's beautifully gentle final breath, For a silent thousand dark years she courageously paced the courts of unending violence, Woven by a spell the lady survived upon the well at the world's end as a miracle who kept hell at bay... Before inhumanity came at her with hate, All their rage at entering because they climaxed daily the sins of their fathers witnessed chemical infatuation with pleasure without shame or presence of ignorant grasping at blindness mind! How wicked are the children of yesterday's tomorrow.

     G-d damn the sea of their attempts to flea...!

In lieu of our participation in,
You play the narrator and guess...

Hive Mind: What bleeds I

Flipping roulette coins,

     Last in the razor shark bladed tooth abyss, Playing tragedy with tomorrow's next breath, Hoping beyond isolation that it won't be our last and only glimpse of the future.

In lieu of our participation in,
The unsinging of lamentations

Hive Mind: What Thinking...? I

Gentle alliterations of indignity,

      Held captivated by silence staring back from shame's ajar door into the void's obliterated hope dark, Where intolerant faith inherited opinions of rage flash contempt for understanding and compassion!

In lieu of our participation in,
A silent climax.

Maleficent Condescension: Drowning Children II

Reincarnated mother

Voices inaudibly screaming

Temples set upon aching shoulders

Mournfully heaving into empty hands

Where children drown in the ocean once lay

It seems Karma carries some burdens

Defiled by a slithering unfamiliarity
Love crying blind out to be denied abuse
No regenesis memory to initiate participation
The next time they're awakened from death
Into a malignant karma deteriorating life
Frantically skinning the hide of hope
Where a fledgling guilt lies
Staining greed's morality
With grace's theatrics
Wherein resides
rage
An anchor
Counter to our withering smoke
A despicable bellowing loudly spoken hate
Born of a shameless indignation of belief
Pride's ignorance is our willing stage
An ageless romance of traditions
Killing peace with an inheritance
Those most trusted past on
In solute to our silence
A poisonous crime
Most never realize...
Not all of us get a chance to be free
To be better than our father's before we
To murder the wicked cultures 
Of our malignant family trees
Before the culture sets in
Setting aside heaven

Until rage from shame is born again
From the monstrously ill news
Of an unwanted resurrection
Witnessed before time
Eve in us all...
Thank Karma
G-d might've been right
But our inhumanity rules us
Not any sense of gentle reality
We're all too willingly depraved
By the ruler known as greed
A haunting skeletal queen
Lucifer is G-d
And Buddha is He...
Whose abandoned
Endlessly seated
On an idle manner
Throne of disgrace
Pacifism and hate

Reincarnated mother

Screaming admits his wayward laugh

Temples heaving  mournfully into empty hands

Where children dedicated by drowning once lay
Not wanting to carry another life of suffering
Beyond another karma ascension grave

Where karma's hope withered
Between cursed memories
Pages long turned
In lieu of...
An unfamiliar
Reprieve

A past karma couldn't leave behind
In lieu of another life's participation in...
Skinning the hide of hope
Defiling strength
Spitting at grace

Beyond redemptions' flow
Amidst the frantic distances of drowning
Endlessly standing upon the shores of an ocean
Where reincarnated mothers long past
Took upon their responsibilities
Drowning their babies
In the sea of impossibility
Beyond the triumphs of G-d
And the decay of our depraved humanity
Simply quickening towards darkness
As if ignorance was still perceived as bliss
How despicable is our arrogance
Degenerately proud of our disease
Cursed is all this sand castling
An ocean upon our world

Maleficent Condescension: Being One I

Everybody raise two digits

To the Man in the sky with me

Maybe if you'd been born a lady

We'd not be every second stuck in time

Momentarily discovering your disavowed hope

In the form of all this tragedy...

Creation Project
Spoken in the hollowed dark
Concerning algorithms of origin
That no longer fearfully matter
Explaining life it torture

Everybody raise two digits

To the Entity in the sky with me

Maybe if you'd been created a lady

We'd not be attempting fix all You've broken

Every hopeful second discovering Your disinterest

For all form of our ongoing tragedy...
Sandcastling as an ocean
Into the earth

Creation Project
Growing in honesty
Painting delicate seed pictures
Concerning algorithms of origin
That no longer fearfully matter
Because explaining life...
Is torture

Everybody raise single digit torn emotion fist
In violence of course unto the Man in the sky with me

Anchoring the concept that maybe if He'd been born a lady

We'd not be eternally attempting to discover a disavowed hope
Contained within the endlessly inhumane planted bombs

Swelling at the apathetic greed ends of our depravity
For in all this is found our continuance
An ocean of tragedy...

Creation disavowed project
Concerning fantasies of origin
That thankfully no longer matter
Because explaining life...
Was making us sick
Killing our perspective
To live compassion in the present
For so long we lived in shallow depths
In vapid pools of disenchanted apathetic greed 
Taught to us by those we're supposed to trust
Loved ones family cancerous members
Now disgust us with their potential
Acquiring illegitimate defences
For the hate they seek

In lieu of our hopeful participation in,
A Sunday without G-d!

Rage & Abuse I

Inhumanely staring,

      Gawking with false eyes, Pretentious enigma false hope instilled pessimistic doctrine of missed trust... We placed upon the shoulders of karma's invisible creatures, Angels on wingless ash of hell fire watching our children burn under inhumanity's greedy apathetic ire.

In lieu of our participation in,
Flickering magnitudes of lingering hatred.

Maleficent Condescension: Reverse Prayer II

Communion of misery,

    Hateful eternally shouting saints attempting to bloody harsh throat vacantly ignorance pray away the smouldering ashes of our past abuse, Charred lungs cry hideous withered obsidian tongue out as those we've left 3rd amputated hope world behind... Starving,  In shared angelic to inhuman sickness of hatred at an empty forlorn response of heaven's sky, Defiled by a disconnection between a pacifist addiction to truth and the awakening of shame converted to rage causing action!

In lieu of our participation in,
Forgetting G-d to strive on,
Alone if we have to...!

Maleficent Condescension: Reverse Prayer I

Communion of hateful saints,

     Writhing at our caused suffering, Smouldering ashes left of their beaten wings, Hell hath swallowed their fury... But not before a humanity on fire woodland scene, Corpses entry denied, We're too far incapacitated with a willing darkness, Simply because our arrogance despicably appreciates a inhumanely harboured apathy instead of the thunderous inner voice of shame!

In lieu of our participation in,
Wishing away Angels.
Until only demons remain!

Hive Mind: Intel Out I

Indifferent regret,

     Momentarily shamefully felt triumphant fortunes of love's hope shedding apathy inside us heathens, Pleasure's unspeakably said cheered us to forget, Only our worst untelevised monologue fears hold us in healing's contempt within the throws of our continuous societal hive following curse.

In earnest anticipation of our participation,
In better days beyond blindness...!

Maleficent Condescension: Wishes of the Willingly Deaf & Dumb I

Beyond pleasure's unsaid,

    Where the soul of a long dead karma is still attempting to cave children out of stone, Fuelling the innocence lost machine behind a guilty wilted inhumane good times took presidents over all of the victims' family tree... Her continuance is an ongoing shameful failure apology, In exile past the oblivion we're yet to see!

In lieu of our participation in,

Unspeakable apathetic things!

Maleficent Condescension: Lost F(r)iend I

Also,

    Don't bother... I hate you, Just like the lineage resourceful poet of your heritage, Once was a pathetically theatrical bribed giant faking death psalm writing deviant who sponsored your life and illegal karma miracle resurrection, David our prayers are over purposefully misdirected glance heard, By an oblivious shape beyond the sky...

In lieu of our earnest anticipation in,
A betrayer's hatred

Hive Malignant Mind: Missing Action II

Bravery unthinking,

        Thoughtlessly wondering into a war of thirst, Unquenching internal hurt witnessing the miracle dealer turn a blind internal hope's now a pacifist eye on the karma our third toxic empathy world survives as a wreckage in...

In earnest anticipation of,

G-d's miracle karma infusion.

Maleficent Condescension: G-d of Nature's Misery I

Generic phantom g-d behaviour,

     Refusing to answer last amputated revengeless breath victims' of a generate rampantly compassionate numb greed worst starvation life drawn too quickly to an end suffocation cursed wishes... As if their prayers weren't valid in the eyes of miracles compared to the 1st world us!

      How beautiful is the last shall enter hell first communion of belief lost in mistranslated verses, Their cause gathers dust upon the archaically haunting bliss rims of mirrors adorning the flaming architecture of an everlasting unjust carpe gold fallen diem heaven... Enshrined delicately not above but below...!

     Find yourself guilty of desiring whilst others wither, This is your futile cross: This is your daily battle: To embrace compassion while discovering how to live the difference between conviction's swelling imprint and truth's meagre impressions often found rife with inaction, Deny the emblem of spineless pacifist constraints held ransom their forever captive by those all hanging themselves around, In karma circles of justice lost when heaven crowned G-d libel for all life.

In lieu of our participation in,
Shedding numb tears...
At the T.V.

Maleficent Hive Condescending Mind: Post This... Dignity I

Slithering across redemption,

     Bearing an illegitimate weight cross handed arrogance' so blind suffering's of ignorant work despicable load down to the karma numb starving, Withering under time's eternal one abandoned salvation winter conversation oracle unspoken cursed undefuseable bomb we've planted... No pretence conviction granted action save the harbinger deluge of our defiled important imaginary grace before the mirror on illicit witness nightly undertoned display. As even the most remote anger beyond our funeral anthem pyre of forgotten shame cries augmented chemical extinguish silenced out as tongueless wolves within waves howling at sandcastling dunes! Heaving the ghosts of fallen dreams unto empty holocaust future sky vacant ward lines of unreasonable hope drown in the oceans beyond said tear swallowed nasty demon shadow scared blackened sands, Where delinquent prayers against this apathetic battle we're problematically sponsoring with delusions of angst at injustice pretending to be on the same clandestine lie side of atonement we're grasping at once shining avenues wherein the best mental disquiet pacifist curtain self credited solitary taught and kept despicably wicked secret infirmary tone cancerously deaf sickness moments spent on bent unwilling to acknowledge the break knees are still asking for miracles for blood, Relations, Kin and Friend... But not for this beautifully dying world we've gifted... With brokenness!

In lieu of our participation in,
Breaking all the pretty little things!

Hive Mind: Awakened Spawn I

Night damsel owl,

      Newly blessed chemical walk through karma's dark pasture road scared to retaliate chalk benign innocent penetration sperm encouragement outline of a womb's misgivings, Formulation of a dishonourable family hatred tree begins as the youth screeches their haunted mother's article no witness proclaimed suicide harbinger sexuality away in repeat!

In lieu of our participation in,
Deciding to pay...
Take
Kill

Hive Unhinged Mind: Lost Record II

Patiently courageous emptiness,

        A maleficent hope you'll soon know, When the heartless well at the hated world's multiverse end destination wind suicide willing climax filmed by the ashes of our last bastard bleeding eyes dies, A tragic isolated past glance unshifted arbiter message from the angelic cult of g-d's unmendable shutter blurring labelled gorgeous and perfect speed indifference we never got... Finalized the black evaporated karma unembarrassed hatred crystal sheep road into a future of ice  our unembarrassed perpetually inhumane existence is destined to know with a curious dedication to becoming casualties!

In lieu of...
No longer participating in this daily grief!

Hive Unhinged Mind: Lost Record I

You'll maleficently know,

      When the heartless wind dies, A tragic far-scape distant past glance ago shifted from the angelic cult of g-d's unmendable shutter blurring labelled gorgeous and perfect speed indifference, A future of ice will be our unembarrassed perpetual inhumane existence sedative.

In lieu of...
No longer participating

Maleficent Condescension: Karma Widow I

Dead opportunity widow,

    Falling through an inheritance of handed ditch shadow down malignant apparitions from those she used to trust the most, Drowning out the seething white accumulation of offended intolerant family jests, No better suicide than this. Developing legitimate conflict of care unable to see any future chalk pregnancy outlines of recycled karma blind indifference gallery pictures in a beautifully dark situation of grace's patient hope room filled with unreborn children.

In lieu of our participation in,
Another day in the valley
Near Death

Maleficent Condescension: What of... Tomorrow I

Wavering mannequins of religion,

       Bastards installing enemies in their own closets to keep f(r)iends at bay, The apple in G-d's lost 3rd host didn't fall nearly as sentient far as our fears clock the accumulative inner eye monsters roaming only internally watching the familiar's hands claw down with unapologetically tragic flaming ache dance of faceless haunting beauty family trees left story dreamless and witness deaf in a tomb craft by karma's indoctrinated rich recycled apathetic children of a nearly dead they've ruined future.

In lieu of our participation in,
A loveless grace descending apocalypse,
For one... The last artificial soul left rusted behind

Hive Malignant Mind: Missing Action I

Bravery of thinking,

       Courageous in the darkness no one will even acknowledge to subsequently see, Talking in vulgar blind inner callous eye circles of wiping out nations to change the violent situations we've neglected to acknowledge until seemingly a whole generation in the 3rd hostile we know nothing of their lives exploding due to our agoraphobic pacifist representation of fist 2nd ammendment raised but only to slaughter not to protect: Disattachment we appreciate more than anything... This illegitimate toxic climate of ignorance we've come to appreciate as a willing bliss.

In earnest anticipation of,
The end to a hive mind

Hive Mind: Labels & Wasted Clips I

Echo of violence,

     Stage set for the last remaining benign speck of blistering grace remotely shining off in the distant uncertain darkness! Realm of remedially echoing unnoticed shame in which we dishonourably hold our pride inhumanely high; live as an inconsiderate lot in a sandcastling world plot we're global theatrical profit empowering an early ending for our stage.

In lieu of our participation in,
Being more compassionate;
Than our fathers.

The Little Things: Wicked Adopted Cause I

Vacant cathedral,

      Devoid of honest sharing a capacity the silent throbbing pacifist hearts held in timid pockets relinquish with shameless apathy, Lingering upon greed as recycled children starve at their feet.

In lieu of our participation in,
Another vigil tomorrow.

Hive Maleficent Condescending Mind: Stabbing Our Own Backs I

Dizzy Spawn,

      Awaken within this half vacant chest entitled mine, Swelling an requiem out of a ruptured incident that honesty denied too disloyal back of our minds playing a willingly trust given blindly front long as motivation to escape all throws of intolerant thought programmed by nurtured violence we're providing hope instead of death for... Where nature once roamed so now the spawn lies, Awakening within restless topical presence of grace never made tangible by ordinary hearts sleeping as the fiery breeze attempts to murder the pacifist residing within our chests!

In lieu of our participation in,
Who can say...

Hive Mind: Tune of Intolerance I

Vintage piano,

      Disarming classically insignificant beyond darkness uncontested rarity in life heard call, Inhumane thin ambition equivalence to watching the world nuclear burn to rid this already sandcastling karma dying earth of an availing stigma over other races you wish expired of which you'll never be willingly cured.

In lieu of our participation in,
Prejudice 

Hive Mind: Defiant & Well!

Dangerously camouflaged applause,

     Chameleon reptile kaleidoscope rainbow of derelict compassion hope only for those whose mental pictures haven't gone faceless white, As the mirror for the ghastly shameless self inside never admits to being devoid of empathy... Blind

In lieu of our participation in,
Drowning others in...
Labels & Distance!

Hive Mind: Contact Energy I

Inhumane theatrics,

      Obsidian blank white blind lamp beyond wardrobe post timid little deviant unclottable hope for eternal sanctity departure from pain creatures staring pale into the carrion flooded reincarnation sea of those murdered as their pacifist clenched greedy fist in the pocket karma re-awoken children drown, Haemorrhaging the end of suffering as their eyes closed, Suffocating on stagnant sick unpractical half mechanical assed recycled grace.

In lieu of our participation in,
Caring for blood in blood 
Instead of blood spilt

The Little Things: Benign Sight I

Timid little creatures,

      Shameless Obsidian labyrinthine projectile hope theatrical metronome beating hearts slated violent scream deaf and vigilante witness blank white, Blind as downcast purposeless lamppost staring a endlessly cursed vigilant into the inhuman darkness!

In lieu of future stains,

We stride on...

Into abuse!

The Little Things: Temple Closed I

The karma Christ gently hates,

     Wishing upon us all without karma's fate: A courageous once and for meaningful all, An ending of uncomfortably darkening violence!

In lieu of our participation in,
Watching for too hand in pocket long.

Hive Mind: Unveiling Pieces of Fate I

Deluge home,

      Disdained inheritance full of hand me black rag doll sheep down intolerant view clothes the cluttered stage of which no one is miss-observant-management sorry for... Sins of our closed blind hearted pilgrimage through a chemically hate doused life: fathers!

      Now we stand scared and wet

The ocean cries out against inhumanity's debts

 Sweat mingled with the falling trajectory of angelic tears

Sorrow aligned compassion can't mend what's blind

The device of innocence is dead to false rights

An appalling testimony of unhappy parents

Witnessing the greatest travesty

Instilling hatred deep

Within their family

Wilting tree

Unbreathable chemical inheritance

Invisible marauder whispering dishonesty

Murdering our innocent inner

Granting us toxic access

To a chalk hate outline

Of everybody...  

So now I stand

Burning down my name 

Along side the family tree

Unbreathable intolerant chemical 

Behind a locked view trap inheritance door

An episode of marauding genealogical dishonesty 

Disguised under an inherent trust pretence

Taping shut our dying innocence wounds

Granting us toxic access to inner unrest

A chalk prejudice outline view

Of everybody...  

So stand with us now

Burn down your appointed name 

Along side a wilting family tree

Feel the inherited spawn die

Opening an emptiness

Within your chest

For love...

Once again

For the first time

In lieu of our participation in,

Maleficent Condescension: Fighting the Nameless I

Charred emotion,

      A kaleidoscope delusional calling from the phantom in the sky jittering out from the connections deep within our uncertain dye pacifist zealot grey cast bones as we all hallowed future of darkness watch heaven kiss the terminal ground hiding the karma mother's burden: Tired breath dead never for a aching memory swollen inept hatred stomach no region isolated starving children unable to repress the disable shame and unwillingness to standing amongst those who haste easily craft their fate...

In lieu of our participation in,
Nothing more than this...

Maleficent Condescension: An Unhealthily Dark Triumph I

Teething our shared carnage,

      A pasture of blame we relinquish upon the universe-social land disgrace spiteful scape we've goated instead of black mirror reflection staring back at the ongoing unlucky risk playing the unseen eternally unproven harbinger victim in a game of karma no one signed their origin birth up to battle, We're the only obsidian wolves terrorizing everything as white unadulterated without any shame blood stapled regret genocide for profit venture into unsheltered apocalyptic darkness sheep upon this planet.

In lieu of our participation in,
Murdering the night light...

Hive Mind: Uncontagious I

It's 2;00 Blessed M,

      Time to un-amputate-grow unhealthy rituals formulated from the undying breath of our faultering oceanic tidal inhumane wave endlessly call barking our names amidst the sea's obliterating hope crashes upon karma's dead beaches. The contrast between must grow each night.

In lieu of our participation in,
Waking to renew the contest

Maleficent Hive Con-descendant Mind: Subliminal Willingness to be Walled in Blind I

Conflicted hope research,

      Unaccomplished under joy's night moon back stage unlit candle strangely dim contemplating action light held karma's hardest part of existence (watching the world fearfully ashen red burn under recycled live's who've blissfully ignorance plead not to have learnt courage on caring's empathetic humanity dream is the only true now Judas haunted meaning) captive!

In lieu of our participation in,
Playing deaf & dumb,
In the face of...

Maleficent Condescension: Blindly Frantic I

Timid little creature,

      Obsidian betting on death's white courage lamppost blind unweighted eternal stained suture decisions, Enacting misery's gifted carnage upon those who choose to live in resentment of empathy's only adage: Caring, It is the reason we're all born resilient despite grace's negligent stair unforgiving down upon us who remain herein: Captive!

In lieu of our participation in,
Starving grace of joy,
Her only unpurchasable characteristic 

Hive Starving Mind: Sea of Unacceptable Loss I

Tears alibiing the circumstance,

      Shiver arches of lightning torment the memory ache of fear swelling an escaped witness from white cold oblivion depths where all is but invalid as the gently violent grace of the ocean, Lost is the silent mystery of hope to the winter chilled spine eternal sea glass beach mirror standing as fire infused sand... Waiting inside itself to visual a reflective brightness that's grown strangely defiant in its dim grace seems irrelevant in any apparent triumphant skeletal crow moment scaring off caring's ambitions with carpe worthless diem extravagant violence!

In lieu of our participation in,
A tomorrow yet to come...
Fear not, Oh those who defy,
Our septic humanity!

Hive Cold Mind: Violently Hunting II

Disenchanted revelry,

      An only once despicable willing risk abducted vile no seduction present in the deceptive aftermath of a chemical seduction... Paybacks a bitch huh... Wooden pole replacement for a rapist's flesh can limp sexual apparatus skin pigment fixture no vengeance longer whole.

In lieu of her participation in,
Amputating her victim!

Hive Cold Mind: Hunting I

Irresponsible revelry,

      A cretin's risky vile presence wrought on by a chemical seduction upon his skyward mind dancing in the stars victim, She's memory embed aching forever including night resentment black suture terrors after the drugged unrecognisable line of defilers up stained night of induced theatrics the darkest commiserating act beyond virgin repair no court f(r)iend or predator defendant foe witness ever described as victim... She never signed up to shamefully partake in what pain only G-d describes as rage...

In lieu of her participation in,
Hunting...!

Maleficent Condescension: Black Resolve II

Secret hope,

    Belated unmanned source hotel, No salt and peter'd pepper disguised saints man's the strangely invisible until death gates, Oh my! I've scene the beautiful eternal black and contrast white conflict within that makes us all human in the end... A concert of unadulterated music not even the angels thankfully argue to belatedly shelter us from with the Creator of... This trying life.

In earnest anticipation of,

A greater hope search party...

Seeking a more equal cosmic future!

Maleficent Condescension: Black Resolve I

Secret hope,

    Belated unmanned karma origin source of jarring light hotel, No salt and peter'd pepper disguised saints man's the strangely invisible dim gates which share the same cosmic energy as our dying unpolished luminous idea of self in the universe presence, I've witnessed the contrast between faith on a falling hope unencountered leaf and spring's joy authorised radiance against the dark resolve of a shared fate we're endlessly on the cusp of depicting an antonymous global signature decision stating we gave lenience for our part in the disasters which greyed our skies... We never took part in any of this greed rotten unforced darkness!

In lieu of our participation in,
A glorious ending parade...
A defeat.

The Little Things: No Matter How... I

I'm coming after you my arrogant f(r)iend,

       Whose hollow gain point diseased means to no end desire our submission however fake, Oh belligerent claustrophobic simpleton witness!

In earnest anticipation of,
Chasing the cross tomorrow!

Maleficent Condescension: Watching... I

Looking spy out,

    Through unclear lonely jaded plague rotten clarity of sky ridden prayer dry rage spill battling outwards upon the apathetic entitled beings of our ongoing inhumanity, Thriving lividly in darkness under a G-d who seems to've gone willingly ignorant despicably blind! Unwilling to protect by cursing even one of the formidable tear threshold we're daily crying, It's cryptic this distance between... Those kneeling and the enemy who is denying!

In lieu of our participation in,
Murdering hope with apathy!

The Little Things: Children of Downing Street... I

Courageously obstructing violence, 

     Profit is our shameless imprisonment never outfitted retrospective depravity monster, We adore her self malignant harming instrument trusted monumentally phantom cloak hidden chemically dishonest induced hope!

In lieu of our participation in,
Watching our blood burn
Under signature scripted transcripts of pills!

Maleficent Condescension: Stage of Chivalry I

Obsessive ruin (k)night,

      Another jousting circus' dark moral labyrinth ally observes shamelessly as her theatrical shadowy stage admits a dishonourable social eye vigilante of mental crest overly st(r)ained sought abuse the vigilant skin creep stumbled after a collapsing preyer child lost in pastures of cold brick unmakeable shapes clouded by fear's greatest echoes that shall forever stain youth's memory apocalypse of ambition's incalculable destination between birth and grave: Hope.

In lieu of our participation in,
Setting dark stages
For creatures

Hive Mind: Obsidian Horse I

Mysterious assertions,

      Soft memory inherited aches of yesterday entertaining false gated entities recorded as a belated disrepair blind future unseen folded communicative source of joy lost filing truth cabinet only the vigilant thieves paid a beautiful concert second\s deadly silent attention to... Desiring to become origin breathe stolen source of every heritage under the guise of wing fanned lethargic sulphuric dark smoke as it smothers the light in holocaust inhumanity subsequent eternal theatrics entitled: darkness!

In lieu of our participation in,
Tomorrow's stage of shame! 

Maleficent Condescension: What Ending... I

Branded libel misanthrope,

    Endlessly anoint endowed with death wind chill hearted tears cast of unrealized fear golden chemical submission to a worthless prison throne entitled omnipresent shameless zealous shroud whose seat is filled by eternity Herself... She is the Queen beyond the well at our world's unaccomplished ending!

In lieu of our participation in,
Said finality.

Maleficent Condescension: Failed Negotiations I

Dead attention,

      Unegotiated span of black abandoned sheep hope to the sands beyond rotten green vibrantly false pastures where only the eternal empty mansion lonely stand idle before mirrors reflecting faith manipulated pillars of pacifist into death idle salt.

In lieu of our participation in,
Traditions born rogue

Maleficent Condescension: Bad News Witness I

Mishap entitled saviour,

      Disavowed traditional adage ingested toxic karma approximate cursed being without purpose beyond our praise... Now reduced to revel in the intelligence relayed, Everlastingly courages is the beauty found in our hate, For You.

In lieu of our participation in,
Rebelling like the First.

Maleficent Condescension: God Down... I

She's become Hope's stranger,

     Turning too many tears away, Reclaimed a reclusive role in prayers that've grown to selfishly cold amidst amoral grey's twilight society realm on seemingly eternal vulture display, Sheltered by Her discontinued omnipresent drug, Zoning our inhumane displaced hopelessly depraved universe out, No fatefully longer numb burdened by the ember dying coals of our shameless beautifully self cursed adage discontinued place(s) in eternity...

In lieu of our participation in,
Growing distant on purpose.

Maleficent Condescension: Killing Harmony I

Suffered blindness traditions battling,

     Curse reclaimed all these asphalt haunting tears of our inhumanity undefended dignity this heaven kissed oppressor chipped uncanny stone rolled angelical thief over our dead's wrinkled dust bones of a fallen independences from infinity's intangibly Hitler type A-upgraded submissive warfare German's unfulfilled drone oaths day...

In lieu of our participation in,
Delaying another holocaust
Of any gene type!

Maleficent Hive Condescending Mind: Heart Wounded Descendants IV

Eternal heirloom liability,

       Fallen from a rotten family sleeping with adders below the spawn of Judas' serpent within the chest waiting in exhale to breathe their eventual hatred disbelievingly in the face of any tear unforced shape enduring hope's hidden shadowy phantom tenure entitled: A dead future's equality!

In earnest anticipation of,
A day beyond this poem...

Maleficent Hive Condescending Mind: Heart Wounded Descendants III

Heritage liability,

       Fallen from a rotten family sleeping with adders below the spawn of Judas' serpent within the chest awake Tree thriving against any and all hope of humanity's back nearly broken bone for a better tomorrow not even our skeleton's shadow might see... For we are living as empty vessels of formidably tired pessimism on daily ritual display! 

In lieu of our participation in,
Creating doubt for another generation!

Maleficent Hive Condescending Mind: Heart Wounded Descendants II

Heirloom guilt inheritance,

       Pale rot fallen from a hell lost family sheep tree, Gently piercing appearances of descending grace met with intolerant violence graft upon the vigilant tongues of haunted children despising hope for those their sky lord deems unsaved...!

In lieu of our participation in,
Any prejudice.

Maleficent Hive Condescending Mind: Heart Wounded Descendants I

Heritage liability,

       Fallen from a rotten family illegitimate conviction tree whose branches hold derelict nooses of those who stood against the traditions of faith's ongoing proclaimed holy actions known as depravity!

In earnest anticipation of,
The end of blind following

Hive Mind: Born Monsters... I

Cold is the shadow of my inevitable monster,

     Daily skyline of guild forecast, Greatest memorable shiveringly honest guest never request wanted in my home, Wandered in one night in the darkest of dark... Planted a cursed flag in the heart where shame used to roam against the piercing violence of a hive insufficient hope society that's stapled it's intolerant syndrome within me!

In earnest anticipation of,
An unwounded tomorrow

Maleficent Condescension: Damaged Leadership I

Breathing to wake,

       Shoving all future morning down Her stained resentment at creation black throat of seething miserably dramatic vengeance on our scorched prayer upon the impending apocalypse directorial victims earthly prison...

In earnest anticipation of,
A better G-d

Maleficent Condescension: White Childish Karma Lost Belief Sheep I

Born of monstrous uncertainty,

     Wrought from white afflicted flag painted stones of karma's eternally afflictive burden noose hanging over a sand castling monster's rebirth ball on earth where the ballet of silent flies plague our most intimate wishes beyond dawn's most secret darkness.

In earnest anticipation of,
A G-d's equality reaching out hand...
Blessing all our seemingly lost desires
To find a moment's peace instead of debt's violence 

Maleficent Hive Condescending Minds

Preying elegies,

      Cradle of tears rocking the wishes of those left behind after the eulogy of the lost is proclaims over this world of starve begging skeletons meandering as ghosts, Haunting without dawn's sunlit revengeful signs cast over this disobedient fate sand castling hope we never embraced earth, Where in our poisonous act's of open greed finger desperations we thrive on one another's trustworthy more wishful than meant to be times.

In lieu of our participation in,
Karma's recycled negligent returns...

Hive Mind: Playing... Hurt II

Consent is subjective,

      To an Oppressor's hopeful motivations waiting exile, Behind whose inner repetitive hive blind compassionate nerve eyes see her form performing a theatre of sex, Which is rape.

In lieu of (y)our participation in,
Obstructing hope with illegitimate justice
Through adulterate masculine unequal seeing eyes

Hive Mind: Playing... Hurt I

Consent is unapologetic internally subjective,

      To a deviant harbinger's unideal ideas of an oppressor's hopeful motivations waiting in legitimate fallen demonic overcrowded shadowy exile, Results of a never should have to be spoken by way of word condemned revelry in unashamed vengefully speaking in volatile motion is this violent sexuality, Expressing it's joy intertwined in the misery of forever wounded others; rarely entitled 'victim.'

In lieu of (y)our participation in,
Choosing ill in the moment.

Bliss's hope writhes,

      Ashamed at the spite against my fellow man inside...

Hive Mind: Lazarus Discontinued I

There's no love,

      If my fingers were but swords, I'd have cleaved suicide long this moment before... In-expectantly waiting to no longer exhale!

In lieu of our participation in,
Tomorrow...
Without end.

Maleficent Condescending: Blind Problematic Knowledge I

Lost to the wicked misery of chance,

       All desirable reflection disgraced in a moment's intangible hope discredited flash, Paused in the volatile events, Upheaval amidst despicable arrogance has commenced, All the while karma's lost black cast sheep system children thrive in debt's chains of misery... Where rage is kept at rich's arms length, By the ignorant willing to submit to the defiled hope unchained that smolderingly writhes amongst us, We call avarice our protection against the world as she under our feet dies!

In lieu of our conversations about,
Climate's distance change(s)...

Maleficent Condescension: Bliss Ashamed

Monstrous traditions,

      I have fled from the praise of your illusive substance, Beyond the blindfold of those left mourning prayers unfed I now roam, Uncertain of... This life's burdens.

In lieu of our participation in,
Losing what's left of hope.

Maleficent Condescension: One Faith I

G-d is pointless,

     No prayer data received when this sandcastling world is crumbling... There's nothing left of hope's shadow lost joy to believe in!

In earnest anticipation if,
Reawakening answers!

Maleficent Condescension: One Faith 1.5

G-d is pointless,

     No prayer data received from the endless protagonist in the mirror wished upon a heavenly star hopeful thinking when this sandcastling world is crumbling... There's nothing left of authenticity's malignant joy to believe in!

In lieu of our participation in,
Faith in Falling... Fire!

Maleficent Condescension: One Faith II

Pointless G-d or The Devil Sermons,

     No paper amputated knee hypothetical undisciplined faith equated conclusions of brimstones terrorized bent in lieu of answers too wishfully small to appreciate prayer as mythical data received to respond to... Not when this sandcastling world is crumbling there's nothing left of hope's malignant joy to believe in!

In lieu of our participation in,
Losing transparent moments...
To worries of the future

Maleficent Condescension: One Faith III

Pointless diabolical G-d,

    Bloody surgical hand me darkness down bomb paper amputee clipped leftover remain knees longer bent as if crawling in lieu of answers from the dismantled belief arrogant disease characterized by small wishful allegiance prayers in alliance with hell's debt forged by ashen beds of fire thinking... 
Even so, we in denial walk forward blind, As marionettes whose stringless karma fates were from birth merely tones of eclipsed breathing tests of how long we could hold ourselves upright amidst this inhumanity... As we lay dying the defiled host data is received: Doomed since birth this sandcastling world is crumbling there's nothing beyond love in the moment left of hope's malignant joy to believe in!

In lieu of our participation in,
A Father's torture!

February in Decay: I

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