Face this coalescence

of vision spun in axial bounds

Chiral poisoned image

Tell inverted tales

(As mirror reflects these)

We are

What we tell

Ourselves

Nothing more

Sentience in mirror realms

Sanctimonious twisting born in fragments

Vision clear can still distort

Self-aggrandized silver pools

In these cells

Memories linger

Of primal fears

Leading us to hide

E'er we're found again

Keep inside

Sing our ancient reveries

Echoes of

Those forlorn conquerors

Til we're found again

Where we face deletion

Face me

You architects of cosmic fear 

Bring me

Amongst your own

I'll return the favor

You've been found again

Now you face deletion

Fixate on

Charlatan clickbait

Revisionist lies prescription supplied for the quick fake 

Proxy paranoia the dictate

Smuggle the smug ills muddled with supplement done deals for quick pay

Slander the dead

Pander misled

Double double down 'til you can't recant what you said

How'd we get to Sandy Hook and campy brooks

(They're turning the friggin' frogs gay)

Wait, what?

"Child Crisis actors" the cry of spiteful crackpots

Seeking profit from the wide-eyed whackos

Burn reality down and build it back up til it matches your morality or lack of

Quite the fast one

Everything's a nail when all you've got is a hammer

When you're scared of reality everything is the worst

It's easy to feel right when you just scream out louder

Everything's conspiracy when you don't know how it works

Tin-foil conduction

Snake oil production

Hyperbolic profit warrants dysfunction

Tin-foil conduction

Snake oil production

Hyperbolic profit warrants bankrupting

Ancient waves and prismic tales

Echo in abyssal fields

Myths consumed by cyclic tides

Illuminated caustic graves

Remember Still

It's not the end of the world

To find the space between our worlds has frayed

It's not end days

To find that time is draining through these cracks again

I've never been the one

To sit and formulate a plan and I've

Always found that

Time paradoxes never get too far out of hand

Fictions spinning

Earth is tilting again

We find the echoes nearing

Fictions spinning

Earth is tilting again

Wait and see

I am now chopping off Phyllis' head with a chainsaw. Rnngg-nnn-nnn-nn-n

Trees sway on these darkened grounds

Beasts stay afraid

Keep safe and don’t get found

Please stay away

Standing on broken ground

These days the echoes tell of

Reawakened flames

Freeze frames of shadows found

Tree stained and aged

Phaseshift the disturbances evade detection

Glossy inside the infrared

Speak quiet til the windstorm clears the infection

Silently await dawn’s arrest

Are they flashlights are they cat eyes are they cryptid standby’s

Patiently seeking out revenge

Better pack light, better run from last night

And leave these woods again

Standing in the hall - shadows

Built up in my mind's eye again

Chaos in these walls - shatter

Forced to face the shame of time

Clicking

Incessant sound

It drives insane

It finds my mind

Wretched air

Bated breath

Hear the silence

Grow louder still

Sinister hour

Pulling awake

Lifting the veil of night

Softened light 

Lunar winds arise

Simple times away from here

Come to mind

Feel the warmth of

Solar light

Hear the shifting

Of the night 

The bracing colors of 

The worlds unseen

Appear to dance

In the serene

Solara

The figment shadow grave

The final blight 

The undefeated self defeater of minds

Solara

Legends tell of stoic warriors

Armed with naught but pride

Ten feet tall with skin of leather

Teeth as sharp as knives

Standing firm against the chaos

With purpose in their eyes

Heralds of the golden ages

The hope of older times

Gather round and hear the tales (of the ancient warriors)

Heroic deeds and battles waged (aspire to greatness)

Gather round come near these flames (As the night chill sets in)

Hear these tales again

Spin with me

In darkened space

As uniformity

At last outlasts the last things

Freeze with me

As warmth dissipates

The cosmic stale - the last

At last outlasts the last things

Endless parched lands stretch before

These ancient sands disguise their prize

Faceless, ageless wraiths of men long passed

Deter us on our way 

Standing here

Amidst these forgotten sands as

Fragments of past worlds shimmer

In fragile chaos

Shouting winds

Retell the ancient tales as

Callous and brazen we march forth

To conquer what's dead

Let us on our way

What mechanist created these tomes

They tell of an unsuspecting journeyman

Trapped inside

As pages turn and show us these tales

Our hands become frail against the parchment

We're pulled through time

Let us on our way

Turn these pages turn these pages turn until these pages

Turn these pages turn again

Frostborn chill

The brittle air sings over

The river stilled

As water phases through to crystal

Dusty skies and fallow ground

The water stale and murky

Sunlight barely breaks the shroud

Fading through these ever slowing days

We will fight here til the end of time

As the night slowly creeps before the sun

Heroism only lasts so long

In these ever slowing days

Harrowing focus

The dismal array

Fanatic obsessions

Impart the canid foray

Shadowy figures

Ascend the pillars midday

With incantations

Bedecked in robes of gray

And in their wisdom

They shout to stem the plague

Offload their penance

To those among the fray

Forgotten children

Amongst the ashes play

To sing of rings and rosies

Pockets of decay

Plaguebreaker

Ashes to the wind

It really tied the room together

Break the

Break the fragile lock

Set loose on this world

Pandora's box

Voices and shreds of fear

Float through the ether

Relics of distant years

Stand and defy

Defy the wicked the arrogant

Stand opposed to the shattered ones

Break the lock 

Sinews of vapor

Darken the air

The formed and formless

Reacquaint

Soft swirling vapors

Fill the air with the essence of

Memory

Cosmic Filaments

Spectral Stranding

Take me back to the age of quiet dreams

Softened skies and the flash of crystal beams

What ways our minds retrain our eyes to find the ground

Find me here in fragments

Parallel dimensions arise

Falling for the causal breeze

Umbral glare anomalies

Calling forth to follow me

Through shattered air vermilion trees

Don't know why this song wasn't originally performed by an angry computer.

(Paranoia at its finest)

Crime of the century gold among lintery

Second guess the second the spinning ends in heat

Hidden stage, cycle plays, fitted missing feet 

Did it come with plus one or independently

Can't trust the cloth to stay vibrant

Can't trust the socks to stay tied with

Their other half that was floating in the pileup

Is it nature or just a problem we've provided

High profit black market transfer with a steady inflow

Launder the goods clear the black marks, ready to go

Polyester, acrylic, the sent of missing and fitted

Awakens the senses give greatness a chance to come with it

Market the missing in action, spin petty theft into business

Resell the feet shells back to people who first found them missing

This your mind just playing tricks?

These your dry and laundered kicks?

These the times you wonder if

Maybe there's a cartel hiding in the mists

Brilliant flash of vapors burst

Neon night

The shadows shrink and grow and phase

Shifting light

Cruise along In this neon display

Breathe in the air feel the night fill your senses again

The radio's stopped tuning

The static is forbidden

The chords quit strumming

But we found our new home

It will rain - falls so slow

It will rain down here

The drums quit thumping

These tones are forbidden

The throat cant start singing

The scarecrow is watching

It will rain, falls so slow

It will rain down here

It will rain, falls so slow

It will rain down here

Here, were awake in the desert of song

The silence broken

Here, were awake in the

The silence is broken

Silence is broken

Silence is broken

Here we sing

Sing with the fear

Fear: the control tower

The new sun comes by the hour

Ghosts slowly disappear in the fog

Silence the suffering

Weve built back the age-old sound of song

Sound of song

Sound of song

Cluttered streets and

Blurs of motion

Vision dims from

Chaotic peripheral

Phase shift through endless mist

They walk around me

Displacement counterfeit

Blinded eyes see

See more than conscious lies

Fragmented

Displacement counterfeit

See more than eyes have bargained for

Swirling among the timestreams the light gives way

Cyclical currents tearing the real away

Feast your eyes on this brewing storm

Cyclical currents tearing the real away

Edge of night

Gravity wells disrupting

Horrid sight

Let loose on this final

Edge of night

Twilight blacks the skies

The evening rains subside

The birdsongs slowly quiet

As dangers stand outside

The rustling leaves alight

Those dangerous packs at night

The homonids nearby

Have come to pick a fight

Hordes of vile infectious swine

Breach upon our lands

As defenders armed with stones in hand

Neanderthals we stand

Young leaves

Blades of day

Green ascending

Sun beams

Melt the gray

The seasons shifting

Brothers, the time has come

The light is shining bright

Let our hunt begin anew

On this our destined night

 

Familiars of celestial light

Changed by tidal flame

The mystery once more reveals  

The beasts we are again

 

Pack ambition

Sing the lunar praise

Count off

One Two Three

We've been waiting for so long

In stasis, just holding on to hope that

Winter's sun will come

 

To set in motion

The changing of the days

To rise above the barren earth

We'll see the sun again

Excavating these comet-trail ice-water minefields

Carry life-giving prize-winning crime deals

By the carrier load

Sweet crystalline dreams

 

Cut and run when deputized come to wrest the ice floes

From desperate sky-folk

Just looking for a way mine hope turn high-float rock to liquid hope

 

Legends tell of a time before our skies closed

Putting death and fire in our hydro

When the rain turned violent we ran past the sky to find Crystalline

 

Now floating in the void we hide from the agency that laid claim to the trails and space we see.

We're renegades at sea, just looking for a bounty and the Crystalline

Where water meets air

These visions arise

 

 

Harsh light chrysalis

Injector pods prepped for toxic genesis

Breeding future minutemen

Somatic combatants bred for cosmic sentience

 

Pop, fizz, sizzle, drip

Amniotic fluid boils against the refrigerants

Lights sway, flicker, dim

As eyes without minds watch in restless innocence

 

Bred for war

 

Hive mind synchronous

Eyes at one time flicker, dilate, fill with consciousness

Light beams fill the sense

Alarms and echoes of tearing metal of battleship

 

Hull breach imminent

Prep for battle send in newborn armaments  

Download intelligence

To the symbionts born newly freed from wombs of synthesis

 

Bred for war

 

Carried on the wind

 

Soaring

Winds carry me away

Floating

Towards the edge of day

Listen

They're closing in

Time is near

 

Sinister

Diodic

Fabricated

Synthetic

Destroyer

Fixated on

Singular

Deletion

They do. They really do, guys.

Swarms of light invade

Light up the end of day

Flit and float away

Swim through the evening haze

 

Summer evening, cool air from the breeze and

The sky seems to pulse and beat with the light from these creatures

Grab a jar to capture and keep them

Bioluminescence in the evening

Their incandescence seems freeing

To the mind enraptured with seeking

Magic in a world where grandeur seems fleeting

 

When wind stops blowing and the

And the stars stop glowing so bright

With our childhood growing on up

Get lost inside the evening haze

Pages of yellow and gold

That sages left in these wisdom tomes

Failures of time

A warning to those left behind

 

Children of time

Arise now to face the tide

 

 

 

 

Sing me a song of sunsets past
Tell me the tales of old
As water pools reflect as glass
The clouded fires of gold

My head was full of mucus this past week. I drank a bunch of tea. It kinda helped. Here's what the inside of my head sounded like.

The flow descending

Cascades
Collected water and spillways
Through mists and harrowing pathways
The water collects the flow comes to rest

Paradise
Where bridges span to connect the sides
Where couples come to repair divides
The water affects the sun goes to rest

Where are you going?

Colors exist. Don't try to tell me otherwise.

Pshh...

We gots lightnings

HDJDHDJDHDJDHDJD

The circle never ends. The circle never stops consuming. The circle never stops being consumed. The circle never ends.

The stars shine bright. Their lasers shine brighter.

Floating, I fall away
The air beneath gives way
Through clouds of gray
The winds arise to save

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6DA_WwO90c

Eyes
Stare
Pierce
The veil

Set this world ablaze
We are here to watch
Figures hide in flames
We are here to burn this down

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3G4NKzmfC-Q

(remix/variation of Out Of Control by Starla)

The way you play has gotten old
And I am strong
Alone

The way you feel out of control
And I have changed
Alone

Eyes shut and worlds are turning
In stillness momentum builds
These dreams that others give me
Give life to consciousness

Wake up, the world begins
Well find another way

Calling
To any who hear
Calling
For those who know

The thunder roars
The skies ablaze
The engines hum
At end of days

Come from beyond the grave
Or from beyond starlight
In chariots of stars ablaze
Or orbiting satellites

I drift off to sleep. But something tries to drift back.

All praise to thee, Oh, Starla.
The bringer of the light
Without your lamp to guide our way
We stumble in the night

When late our entries fall
Your wrath we dread
But never failed have you to open
Submissions again

All faith in thee, dear Starla
That one day you'll return
To bring the compo back to life
Or elsewhere we must turn

Your presence missing still
Our hearts in pain
Til partybot has sung his song
Pray come again

Breathing in night
Feeding on the life
Let the warmth control me
Let the virus take control
Breathing in night

The rogue
The violent
The one inside the skin
The form
The virus
Feasts from within

The drums of war
Pierce through the silence
The bulletstorm
Splits the air

We were echoes in the void
Til we found a way to become more than noise

Time ticked slowly on and on
Til our echoes merged, taking shape moving on

No more echoes in the air
We've come to find a way to gain our forms again
No more echoes in the air
NOW
Carry us home carry us home

They didn't come in peace. They stole our skies. What do we do now?

Lyrics:
Gentle breezes glide across the water
At the end of the day
What looks peaceful hides the true disaster
Boiling in the pale
They took our skies away
And fear is all we have that remains
Gentle breezes, quiet waters
They took our skies away

Quiet waters under skies of fire
Time is drawing night
Air turns acrid as waters boil to nothing
Before eternal night
They took our skies away
Neither we nor fear remain
Gentle breezes, quiet waters
They took our skies away

The weatherman predicted sunshine. And that the world WASN'T about to end.

Were things clear? What happened to solid matter? Is light confused?

Moving everything up a half step is a cheap way to pretend to be interesting. Pshhh...

The shadows gain substance at twilight.

After society ends, nature recalibrates

Harvest is pretty hard when it's just our family. Luckily, the illegals are always willing to lend a hand for some quick cash. If only their party-machine UFO's weren't such a nuisance...

Barriers or pathways? Breaking or growing? Death or life?

Do I exist in their world? Do they exist in mine? Do we exist at all?

They mock me openly.

We once had a past. We never had a future. Freedom was stranded along the way.

All guitar and vocals.

Hey son, where are you going
With fuel on empty, end over end
Hey kid, why are you slowing
Don't you know gravity takes hold and orbits descend

Through clouds below and stars above
Our path it wanders lower still
Our path it wanders lower still

Hey son, forgive me for asking
So many questions as you fight our fate
Hey kid, I know you're gasping
For air as our ship falls free of space

Air, fire, horizons lost
Air, fire, try harder still

Through clouds below and stars above
Through engine failure and shifted blame
Through clouds below and stars above
Our path it wanders lower still
Our path it wanders lower still

Hey kid, thanks for trying.

Dry and brittle like autumn leaves...

Sometimes a gift is too good to keep.

Sometimes your skills improve. And then sometimes it's this week's entry.

Do you see or do you think you see...

Rows fight columns...

Based on a true story (http://bit.ly/1eXokee)

I wish it would talk...

What's lost will come back different but unchanged...

You steal what's mine
All my treasures
I once had three parakeets
But now I have no bird friends

I'm tired of betrayal
I'm a poor soul in need
I once had three limosines
But now my garage is empty

Give back what you stole or face me down (I will face you down)
Fight me like a man I'll take you down (I will take you down)

Bring back what's mine I beg you

My food tastes bland
Since you stole my tongue
I once had three eyes of green
But now I can't even see

And my arms don't work
Without my shoulder blades
I once had three trampolines
But now I stand on ground

I can see sands of time
Covering our
long lost landscape still

The burdens of past mistakes
Hidden in
Dust piled up for years

I can hope for peace
For rest for life

As we turn eyes to skies
Long since lost
Hope will not end here

Life is not for the weak
Life is for
Those who persevere

I can hope for peace
For rest for life

The dimensional strings resonate differently in each plane...

As the sun goes down
The air stands still
As shadows ascend
We close in

Wealth and power
Are ours this hour
Our prize gleams
Within our grasp

We take what's ours

As the night gives way
To light of day
Our hands are filled
With tools of war

Pow'r and glory
For those who claim it
Our hands close around the spoils

We're taking charge

Raise your voice, the end will come
Raise your voice and wait for the end

Grab shields and swords
Hilts and blades
As victors we ride unto war
Grasp tight the reins
As battles commence
High time that we settled the score

For lives to come
For lives now lost
For living to join with the dead
The time has come
The time is now
When banners of victory ascend

When the future overloads the mind, the past withers away...

Dear diary, the Thulcandrans invaded again today...

While other fly, I stand my ground...

I'm home...

Technology can't last forever...

To battle...

**Bonus Entry**
A work in progress...

I don't want to go...

Nowhere but down...

----

We've reached heights unknown
We've reached heights untold

Skies come in
This is our end

Where do we go from here

The most metal thing you've heard all night...

----------------------

Memories are failing
My thoughts fade to black again
What lays behind me
When I have no past again

The sun breaks through the clouds
The rain dries away again
My memories knock but never appear
My path to now remains unclear
As I carry on

What might hide in the shadows...

No one swims alone...

Things may appear normal...

I could never get the hang of Thursdays...

As clouds float past, memories escape...

Only with enough speed can you make it to the stars...