Staring into dead observance,

     Dreaming of the most unintelligible thought doors opening beyond outwit the gardens of oblivion wherein only the most silently ancient stars reside in silence!

In lieu of our willing assimilation,
Unto willingly witnessing blind hatred...
Our most grievous sin was ever,
Said silence!

Self Aware & Hating It...!

All these words,

       Are beyond the very existence of all hope for my every desire, Should I die walking to the market for apples, There be no Eden... I shall be the very most remote light of belated source of youth's contest with age's progressively unrecognisable wise salt & the mirror's peppered happiness, Each contrast is hidden in the darkness of my every waking blinds cousin to sleeps dream.

In lieu of my participation in,
Taking down G-d.
For equality's progress
For She does not abide everyone
Only those whose dulcet tones
Share His ignorance to our decomposing miserably unshaken resolve to exist momentarily as beauty

At war with the phantom,

      unforgiving is the view beyond the future's invisibly locked hybrid consciousness wish for something better door...

In lieu of our desire(s),
For equality & cures

Not all,

      But some...

Maybe.

If not for hatred...

     The pariah existence that is the neglected oceanic world of these words would long hopeless fate ago committed themselves to an unmendable timeless soon to chalk invisibly be a slit outlined nearly imaginary impression of naught but nail bitten wrists, Whose fate was designed by a G-d to whom only the most ignorantly ambitious towards altruism save the empowering greedy of all inhumanity's nurtured phrases set in every since childhood is a crime to speak your mind speeches... Yet the most revered saints are those who hated G-d, As I do!

    Wanting to see You, as much as proof of none-existence, How could this world have an hope for an equal future while we believe in miracles granted by You. Miracles of money, health and power whilst the powerless of heritage momentarily adapt to the savage earth as it sandcastles beneath their suffocating bare of ravaged flesh skinned feet accomplished is belief in a world where our best defence is a pulsing defiance to embrace ignorance. 

In lieu of our eternal slumber,
Waking to realise...