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“I cry often.
I cry and cleanse my
face with my tears and
swim to the center
of it all.
A center that
I have written about a
thousand times, forever etched
into the porcelain.”
― dead, but dreaming
I cry and cleanse my
face with my tears and
swim to the center
of it all.
A center that
I have written about a
thousand times, forever etched
into the porcelain.”
― dead, but dreaming
“The moon makes love
to the ocean
and
in this holy conception it gives birth
to a little tide.”
― dead, but dreaming
to the ocean
and
in this holy conception it gives birth
to a little tide.”
― dead, but dreaming
“runaway my phantom bride
and take your bouquet of poisonous flowers
float away specter
and take the rest of my desire”
― The Abattoir of Silence
and take your bouquet of poisonous flowers
float away specter
and take the rest of my desire”
― The Abattoir of Silence
“Out here,
the open night is my church,
the trees are my congregation,
the stars are my angels and
the moon is the only god that I know.”
― dead, but dreaming
the open night is my church,
the trees are my congregation,
the stars are my angels and
the moon is the only god that I know.”
― dead, but dreaming
“Her eyes burn like
a match head striking
my flesh with ferocity
and precision to ignite
the night with a divinorum induced
dream.”
― dead, but dreaming
a match head striking
my flesh with ferocity
and precision to ignite
the night with a divinorum induced
dream.”
― dead, but dreaming
“awake, then die
in the arms of a modified lover
sleep, then dream
in the absence of a tangible lover
envision, then sing
in the thralls of a hungry lover”
― The Abattoir of Silence
in the arms of a modified lover
sleep, then dream
in the absence of a tangible lover
envision, then sing
in the thralls of a hungry lover”
― The Abattoir of Silence
“I want to towel off, leave my heart on this beach and
walk the sand into a lake
of stars, while never looking back.”
― dead, but dreaming
walk the sand into a lake
of stars, while never looking back.”
― dead, but dreaming
“I wrote because of their inability to nurture me. I wrote to conceal the truth that life was filled with pain and that true beauty could only come from that pain. I wrote to simply disguise that pain.”
― dead, but dreaming
― dead, but dreaming
“I would give my lungs to the fish so
that they may rise out of the water
and feel the wind.”
― dead, but dreaming
that they may rise out of the water
and feel the wind.”
― dead, but dreaming
“nevermore will i lie in the wake of your ambivalence”
― The Abattoir of Silence
― The Abattoir of Silence
“I sense him smiling
and laughing and looking at me
with eyes of a thousand aborted children
coming back to rightfully
claim their life, to claim the earth.”
― dead, but dreaming
and laughing and looking at me
with eyes of a thousand aborted children
coming back to rightfully
claim their life, to claim the earth.”
― dead, but dreaming
“Blood and wine are interchangeable.
Love and hate are unrecognizable.
Sanity is no longer with me.”
― dead, but dreaming
Love and hate are unrecognizable.
Sanity is no longer with me.”
― dead, but dreaming
“I kiss the soil as
if it is the last time I will recognize
the beauty she has given the trees.”
― dead, but dreaming
if it is the last time I will recognize
the beauty she has given the trees.”
― dead, but dreaming
“And now that this body is gone and has been returned to the Earth, I assure everyone that psychic energy doesn’t die, it is recycled throughout the universe and will out live anything that we do as living beings. Flesh will decay, ideas won’t as long as you believe in them and someone believes in you.”
― dead, but dreaming
― dead, but dreaming
“where does it derive its strength?
is it the blood soaked soil?
or the fear stained heart?”
― The Abattoir of Silence
is it the blood soaked soil?
or the fear stained heart?”
― The Abattoir of Silence
“at night i loved her
at night i waited under the tarp
at night i watched her looking up at the stars dreaming
of a better time to
watch me”
― The Abattoir of Silence
at night i waited under the tarp
at night i watched her looking up at the stars dreaming
of a better time to
watch me”
― The Abattoir of Silence
“A good student learns from his teacher.
A great student learns to teach himself.”
― dead, but dreaming
A great student learns to teach himself.”
― dead, but dreaming
“I spread my fingers outward,
letting the knife tip of my
middle finger rip the sky as
it tares a rift in the moon.”
― dead, but dreaming
letting the knife tip of my
middle finger rip the sky as
it tares a rift in the moon.”
― dead, but dreaming
“Sadness is a moment
in which the world took something
from you.
Depression is a lifetime
of torment
no matter what is said or done.”
― dead, but dreaming
in which the world took something
from you.
Depression is a lifetime
of torment
no matter what is said or done.”
― dead, but dreaming
“embrace this moment and
taste my breath
to take you away from inevitable death”
― The Abattoir of Silence
taste my breath
to take you away from inevitable death”
― The Abattoir of Silence
“My thoughts are with you all. Forever conscious of the vast, absurd universe and writing my eternal story I shall remain dead, but dreaming.”
― dead, but dreaming
― dead, but dreaming
“And if I consume another
mortal’s flesh, will I like
god before me, shit a million stars upon
the naked, wretched sky?”
― dead, but dreaming
mortal’s flesh, will I like
god before me, shit a million stars upon
the naked, wretched sky?”
― dead, but dreaming
“I cry as the laughter inside me drowns
and descends
into the water
with the ghosts of our union.”
― dead, but dreaming
and descends
into the water
with the ghosts of our union.”
― dead, but dreaming
