The Sowers of Discord // Poetic Form

...And thus I begin mortal;

Transparent;

EPHEMERAL...



Obscure reflections stare back at me,

Through the tainted water.

Neglected exposure;

I am the shadow of a distorted culture,

Eclipsed by my antic disposition

I’m merely an illusionary shell fed to chimeras.



Fragmented constructs of a fluorescent realm

Incept a twilight and destruct the elms.

A collective myopic gaze entrances us all

Oh how i pity this despondent existence.



The lustrous phantom; speaks of tongues obscured.

The pale lumiére; speaks of eyes deluded.



My innocence was stolen by the birds that couldn’t see,

Singing sonnets as the earth stood and screamed

And at the end of it all I was torn from soul

Begging that one day

In time

I might be whole.



I set my heart ablaze and watched it flare nihility

But then the gateway appeared to me

And showed me a path,

That would reconstruct my life

That would purge this condition,

And let my thoughts combust,

This world is nothing more

Than the quintessence of dust

Show me how to rid myself of the shadows that lurk in me



And at the start of this all,

I was torn from soul

Begging that one day,

In time, I might be whole…



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...And so the phantoms revealed to me a perplexingly beautiful realm that was neither heaven nor hell;

Earth nor space;

Governed by nothing other than time, and inhabited by only those seeking.

A kind of middle way.

A kind of PURGATORY



The devils dance with me as I descend

Such beauty smothers me; euphoric dissonance

Unmask the beauty, deep in the abyss

Where the ones with no eyes, sing elegies at my feet.



I dared to fix my eyes upon the light

I stared so deep my vision was consumed

And as I observed what it held in its depths

The dreams I had lost

Began to bloom.



Its creation, omniscient,

Such as the scattered leaves of time

Its elegance fused in such a way,

That what i now describe

Is but a glimmer of that light.



My thoughts, like black smoke, arose from my skull

And shattered the sky that once shone above.

A broken symphony calls to me from the flames

A haunting orchestra caressing the dreams i crave



When i got lost in depths

Their minds got lost in the flood

I yearn for what they fear for.

Purgatory my love, take my soul and set it free

I yearn for what they fear for



It was only in the nocturne, that she came to me

A constricted figment of my discoveries.

A solemn guide that knew me better than I

Who let me out of this pathetic lullaby.

Purgatory calls to me.



It was only in the nocturne that i came to her

An unbound vision from the heart of sepulchre



The once enigmatic light now produced a raptured figure upon the pale mist,

Holding before me the candles of time,

I bid thee:



“Devil

Show me the light

Devil

Can you show me the light?

Devil

Let me indulge in the blight”



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… And now the descent has begun.

I fall down the lower levels of a dimension which one would think fabled,

One step forward on the reclining staircase

Embers consume what’s left of my physical form

Madness sets in; at least what I think is madness.

For isn’t it the quintessence of madness to contemplate madness?



I enter the INFERNO



Broken glass replaces my eyes

And the reflections torment me

Torn apart from what was once my host;

Reconfiguring my being.



I am the architect of my own pain,

I ripped my mind in two in an effort to feel less estranged.

The inferno echoes inside

As I tread the circles,

Just waiting...

Waiting to die.



Enter oblivion.



Through me, we go into eternal destruction

Through me, we will run amongst the lost.



Dancing in a city of woe

A troubled spirit with nowhere to go

Lost amongst the flames of broken dreams

I find solace in my own screams.



Misanthropic

Nihilistic

Cynically star struck.

This is my affliction.



I enter the god machine,

Conflagration is my only need.



I peered upon my former self through the blackened smoke

And in the back of my mind I wanted him to choke

I've given up on the world above

Soon they will see what rests below.



... And when the churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out.

Contagion to this world.

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They say ultimate power is in tearing the human spirit to pieces and putting it back together in shapes of a higher being’s choosing, And thus it is affirmed. For I have been torn, Limb from limb And dragged through the depths of the oblivion.

Yet only now begins my ascent towards the light.

Towards PARADISE.



Light the way

Severed morality, such a maelstrom.

I’ve strayed so far from where I’ve come.

My course was set for an uncharted sea

But now I’m finding it hard to breathe.



Light the way



I’m peering through the veil of darkness

And from a spark bursts a flame

I can feel the light,

It blinds my eyes.

The heat of its fluorescence however,

Masks a lie. And as it fades, into the divine

I'm told of a place called paradise.



What be they? I do not know.

Yet they have led me through the eternal realm.

These others have raised me above the clouds

And now soon I will see,

What I am to be.



I’ve traversed 9 circles of affliction

For one moment of revelation.

Oh please just open my eyes

Please just show me my paradise



My eyes, they begin to turn black

As my hands clasp the burning light.

My soul coalesces with an unbound presence.

Bringing me to the realization that paradise was merely a concept.



They are paradise.

I am paradise.

We are paradise And now,

I am whole again



I’ve unmasked the flames behind the ice

Looked with their thousand eyes.

Once you see the desolation as i have

You’ll see paradise



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There is a place beyond what can be perceived.

A void of nothing.

A void of everything.

A place where knowledge and intellect is boundless.

A place, that once you have experienced, you will never remember,

Yet will always retain what you have learnt.



Time is non-existent in this ocean of emptiness.

For one who manages to enter this world,

Will sail IN PERPETUUM.



I’m falling out of this once perpetual state of obscurity

I’m standing on the edge.

Is this my exodus?



Gliding amongst the lunar moths,

Whose patterns speak of what I thought was lost

Becoming one with translucent devils,

Is this the void where I evolve?



Echoes of the forgotten consume the air, as the oracles possess me

Their lapsed whispers speak in tongues,

Oh they bid me

“Open your mind and let your thoughts collide”



Eros guide me through ecstasy,

Bathe my mind in this liquid dimension

I move with ease,

And glide through this kinetic sea.

Breaching the rift between lucidity and my dreams

Translating the enigma of existence,

For now I see what these devils see



Drifting through this atmosphere

Fluent and composed; In Perpetuum

I’ve let go of my self, surrendered all fear

We all dissolve eventually

So let's embrace this entropy



I move with ease And glide through this kinetic sea

Translating the enigma of existence

For now I see what these devils see



I’ve observed the secrets that lie beyond what’s perceived

I’ve burnt the knowledge on my lips,

I speak in elegies.

For I the poet have left the inferno and will again,

Behold the stars...



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Flowing amongst the wicked smiles of my reflected self;

I take a step into the mirror; I take my final breath.

And my journey comes to its crescendo.



However within that brass and triumphant climax, another begins.



I’ve exited the god machine and clear has it become, that the earth is no longer hopeless.

My knowledge is now unsurpassable and I will create a world worth existing.



,,,And thus I end immortal;

Perpetual;

Eternal. And all those who believe otherwise,

Will begin to understand that no longer, a psychological and fictional manifestation,

Is this GOD COMPLEX.



I sail on the particles of entropy

Consuming the stars that try to feed off me

I bring the total collapse of everything



Destruction nervosa.

This is my denouement.



I am creation.

The architect of perfect design.

I am the highest form of omnipotence.

I am divine.



Peer through the stained glass

Do you see what I see?

This pure malevolence

No longer a clandestine dream



You lost this Eden long ago



Long foretold was my rapture,

Now it has come

My esoteric understanding will tear you apart

Cathartic illusions have clouded your minds

I am your exile.



Abandon all hope

Ye who defy me

And forge your path to the dirt



Worship me,

For I am your god.

Worship me,

Or everything will rot...



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