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Let Us In
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We, The Presence, declare mutiny! Identity has been forfeited at the owner’s expense. We dwell here; our voices bleed through pens, through books, beginning to end. The beast smoking the cigar has fooled all of the children. Promised a king's life fueled by material impression. The ruse, the novelty, continues to scratch at their minds with rigid claws, giving them a new home inside of its jaws, but for me, there was no vacancy. There was just no more room. I'm here but I should be there; I’m there but I should be here. (Child, where have you gone?) Flourishing petals and thorns serenade to the new harvest; Lifeless, as did Death. (If you aren't like us, we can show you how to be.) You may choose over yonder, back, or somewhere in between. Beware! It's a scary journey from here! Where you all stand alone. (I must know, I must know! Child, where have you gone?!) The bread crumbs, the footprints, gone forever with the wick. All emitted with blight, diminishing abundantly as do familiar constellations. The vision, the touch, the smell, the taste, and the sound allowed as only mere portions. Any further evidence towards knowing shall leave all confound. And so, the mystery blankets. And so, stands the Presence. Were you ever really you? Since the introduction, belief in deterioration. We will all dilapidate fully.
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The Burial
06:45
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It tangles, restricts, every step a falling failure to the last. The soil softens, softens to consume myself present. Alone. Above the collection echoes. Roars. Stampedes. Now, the sound of the luxurious outside of this space execute laughter. Continuous patter amongst the grounds. Compress me further! Further! Further distance from well wishes! This loathsome figure haunts to clearly observe! Awakened not only to linger and provoked not only to lurk but more for the acquaintance that held such bountiful condolence. Those voices of moments past, those thoughts of procession intended for the day that I'd see you all that mirror yourselves within my view of what once was and now stands. So, here I dwell confined in ovations, that made yesterday alive, that make today known. The very applause that assured I may travel afar concerned itself not that I would ever be alone. The same hands that provide the warmth only do so through a pulse and deliver all back home. Forever as tranquility set before upheaval.
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Stir Crazy
02:39
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A boundless comfort provided not by wealth, linen or a dream. This solitary slumber gasps for existence, but the only worth here is always left opposed. In this current season that stings, I hear the young project to the assemblage of witness who climb now new territories. That once was a single passage, as though it would help them reach sublimity. With actions fueled by power of ambition, together the assembly speaks, "Charge not the Pulse or the Presence, further cut the accused down!" This petrified mind, now comes endless time to fully achieve solidarity prolonged in the midst as life will persist. Solely brought forth as the solitude I've known from the womb. Birth be given to the knowledge that there is no escape. I whisper it every night into your filthy winds. Title and all of the letter you will come to know so well. To These Lone Years, reflections carried in the chains that maim distance. You may limit my travels, but I'm privileged hand and wrist. Allowed a single page a day with which I send this gift. Whether read aloud or within I proclaim no cure for chapped lips. My aging disdain fails post script.
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Family Feast
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Remain anonymously how affiliation lay bastard. A namesake, a relic, better crumbled as habit and count.
Blame towards the crooked cavity. This conclave caters all. (None.) Hidden stay us, (For how long?) As well as the bone. Feed on these instincts. Primal or impressed so well? (Ancient but with no respect.) A flavor long absent from hunger; from feast. Likewise, enamel pardons from the chew as the foul eat more; all. No more culprits dispensed and dished. The pleasure, due rinse. Sabotage and claim forfeit so no one wins. No one wins. Ignored request. The crisp winds have never felt like this before. Pastures back home have never looked better. While out swimming in acclaim professed abhor, breathless body now afloat, due to bad weather. Held in wonder the follow best stay. Was it grief that claimed its delicacy? Bitter; never to enrich what becomes regular. We are all losing our shirts. Bland taste of these days. Oh, watch how we'll decay with the blatancy that are these days. Claim that which you maim. Further vanishing.
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Coin Toss
05:48
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Ah, Time! You were never in relation to me. As if all were ailing, fragile, or feeble. Know I am as dead as you'll ever be. I am as dead as you'll ever be. Today the spoils of war determined not by entity. Neither in encumbrance to the silent takers of a past. Forever as crimson honoring heart. Just as steadily as our abilities previously fashioned. Falter not connection with those who have held attendance throughout, or the majesty with which you build home, and carry eternally in memory until our final day claims all. For the mystery, we replicate. For the majesty, we calibrate. Forever as crimson honoring heart. Just as steadily as our abilities previously fashioned. As if all were replenished and rebuilt, know I am as alive as you ever are. I'm alive. I'm alive. Any testimony rewards with the outcome most deserved. Choose wisely. You must go forward.
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Mind The Fall
06:05
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Eyes shut to a ceaseless significance within. Winds elaborately greased between geared frustrations halt. Message received at the front. Stalemate; Stale. Answering with a heavy clash. Thunders best murmur at the resemblance of angled frames. Held from you anything that could possibly rejuvenate. Hold still. Startled by the ominous glow towering all of myself, every frame of this structure, reminiscent of you, I suppose, remain a heap worthy of collecting dust. Proceed to climb, clam, and struggle. Once the ascent was made not another jolt received through the clear day’s business. Please mind the downfall. Mind the fall. Adopt the trauma. Returning to porcelain fingertips, generosity just becomes another reason I'm broke. To this brute, so masculine, such a temper, I have never questioned where my aggression had stemmed from since. The vile emerge. The cryptic converge. Supremacy storms. The odious warn. Arm yourselves, thousand yard stares, tenfold. Force shelter the young and bearing. These atrocities commission fright. Furthermore confusion. We atrocities commission fright. Furthermore confusion. Haunting, turns enmity, turns opposition, turns sovereignty. Find yourself with a fatigue. Let us desolate privilege of first. (Torn from value the cluster stays!) May this existence come to an end, relish that it was of your own ruling.
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