A shadow races sound on the field of light,
And whispers golden wonder in the ear of enlightenment
As a black and silver serpent sends his venom towards the sun.
The war of ruin fields the day to create anew,
A wondrous world,
And send the peak of death,
Throughout Consciousness,
Throughout Consciousness.
Logic runs while Chaos Reigns,
Illogic holds a counter,
As those deprived of sleep,
Witness a new dream of endless proportion,
Immense and Immaculate,
And as they turn back from their nightmares,
They witness nothing,
Forgetting the happenings of the world.
The stark contrast,
To Peace and Tolerance,
From Bright Unwavering and Insane Hate,
I find burdens my soul,
And I wish to hide from Day,
As Day does Hide from me,
Under the feedback of Storms.
"I don't feel like a quote today..."-Me, Myself, and I.
"Logic dictates that I am Illogical. Thus, logically, because I am illogical, I don't need logic"-Psycho the Psychopath
...See if you can figure it out. Its all there, but you have to look, as I refuse to point-blank point anything out. It's so much fun to be cryptic.
ISA
And whispers golden wonder in the ear of enlightenment
As a black and silver serpent sends his venom towards the sun.
The war of ruin fields the day to create anew,
A wondrous world,
And send the peak of death,
Throughout Consciousness,
Throughout Consciousness.
Logic runs while Chaos Reigns,
Illogic holds a counter,
As those deprived of sleep,
Witness a new dream of endless proportion,
Immense and Immaculate,
And as they turn back from their nightmares,
They witness nothing,
Forgetting the happenings of the world.
The stark contrast,
To Peace and Tolerance,
From Bright Unwavering and Insane Hate,
I find burdens my soul,
And I wish to hide from Day,
As Day does Hide from me,
Under the feedback of Storms.
"I don't feel like a quote today..."-Me, Myself, and I.
"Logic dictates that I am Illogical. Thus, logically, because I am illogical, I don't need logic"-Psycho the Psychopath
...See if you can figure it out. Its all there, but you have to look, as I refuse to point-blank point anything out. It's so much fun to be cryptic.
ISA
Eloquently stated thought is a beautiful thing. Though crytic statements may draw us in, the chaos drives us out. A mysterious idea draws us deeper in when it seems enlightenment may be the result of our venture.When the adventure becomes a chaotic and ruinous failure we often decide that nothingness is better than experiencing pain and failure again. It requires great courage and strength of character to face the monster again. Stand again on the bow regardless of the challenge. You are the captain and captains before have fallen and risen again. It is the rising that makes winds for sails.
ReplyDeleteRight on--facing the monster and the chaos takes courage and perseverance; "Peace and Tolerance" are more difficult to achieve than "Insane Hate," which is something to stamp out in oneself. I agree.
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