The Great Reset
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Just make do or do without
Use it up and wear it out
Go green and go without a fight
The truth is slowly coming clear
The greater good is prime
A cyber life awaits mankind
They’re planning for our future now
Planning to reset somehow
Here we are in no man’s land
Here is what we understand
We are begging for our freedom here
The great reset is all we fear
No one understands this fact
Two thousand thirty is the year
Reshape and override
All’s reset overnight
Planet Earth re-aligned
Without a doubt
All creatures great and small
Replaced by digital culls
We know where this will go from here
They’re planning for our future now
Planning to reset somehow
Here we are in no man’s land
Here is what we understand
We are begging for our freedom here
The great reset is all we fear
No one understands this fact
Unaware we go to bed
The Great Reset
The Great Reset
We say enough now with growth
Enough now with oils
Enough now with all that spoils
They’re planning for our future now
Planning to reset somehow
Here we are in no man’s land
Here is what we understand
We are fighting for our freedom here
The great reset is all we fear
No one understands this fact
Two thousand thirty is the year
Pavor Nocturnus: The Sleeping Child Wakes the Dead Heart
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To One in Paradise
Thou wast that all to me, love,
For which my soul did pine—
A green isle in the sea, love,
A fountain and a shrine,
All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,
And all the flowers were mine.
Ah, dream too bright to last!
Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise
But to be overcast!
A voice from out the Future cries,
“On! on!”—but o’er the Past
(Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies
Mute, motionless, aghast!
For, alas! alas! with me
The light of Life is o’er!
No more—no more—no more—
(Such language holds the solemn sea
To the sands upon the shore)
Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree,
Or the stricken eagle soar!
And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy grey eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams—
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.
EAP
Catharsis: Salvation’s Bleeding Vessel
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Can I bring my own salvation
Whence stripped of my flesh and mind
Bleeding vessels, pacing hearts
A lacquer of hope amongst
A star-charted depart
Can I bring my own destruction
Whence stripped of every arrow’s shot
For chances are a number calling
Finite storms to plot some spark
For chances are a catharsis for the taking
Whence truth is ill for the making
add words the hammer for breaking
Can I bring my own redemption
Whence will is no longer for wanting
Emotion runs dry
this time is naught awakening
Each moment a clip on ill fated stories
Suffocated in imaginations dreadful glories
Souls lost in wanton paths
Darkening shadows peel away
the momentous cast
Catharsis my bleeding vessel
Salvation is uninhabited and vast
Futures, be my map
Infinitely writhing…
bury me,
the star’s autopsied Love Trap.
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Midday Respite: Heaven
Who is She?
It is clear that we must trust what is difficult; everything alive trusts in it, everything in nature grows and defends itself any way it can and is spontaneously itself, tries to be itself at all costs and against all opposition.
We must know little, but that we must trust in what is difficult is a certainty that will never abandon us; it is good to be solitary, for solitude is difficult; that something is difficult must be one more reason for us to do it.
There is only one solitude, and it is vast, heavy, difficult to bear, and almost everyone has hours when he would gladly exchange it for any kind sociability however trivial or cheap, for the tiniest outward agreement with the first person who comes along…
Let everything in life happen to you: Beauty and Terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don’t let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand.
-Rilke
Corpse Bride: United Shadow
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I am United
To These Bones
No Flesh
No Feeling
No Blood
To Rush into Calm
Or Marry into Madness
I am Betrothed
To This Conceit
A Chasing Chasm,
Shadow on the Empty Ground
No feet to carry the emptiness
No fortitude to vow these distractions
I am anything and nothing
Remains
You my clean-handed Bride
We are interlocked
in a distant and infinite dream
You,
Me,
And the dust
We dance the time to space
And exist for delusive clouds
To bear this clear mortality
That Reminds us of our Dear Plight
We are United
No Flesh, No Feeling
But a single drop
…
The blood
It will be Mine.
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A Midnight Companion of Solitude: Graveyard
In your sea
I see
A thousand Stones
Higher than the drowned dreams
Inside my beating heart
Shadow winds
Follow me down
Into the darkness
There, I find your hands
Your face
So clear,
So cold
In your sea,
My immensity
so small in your box,
To wander in soil
Perfumed in dust.
To wander in night vapours
This ephemeral fear
Bleeds through beryl hearts
Into
Your veins, a pathway to heaven
Your Muted Skin
my pillow to the stars
Bring me into your
Graveyard of crowns
This is life
In the still
Where my tears water
your last light.
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A Nighttime Companion of Solitude
Athens Bleeding: Wayfarer’s Calling
Slowly,
Slowly…
Darkness seeps in
supine advance
Lowly,
Lowly….
Every breath in liquid read
Every limb seeps creeping death
Wait,
Wait…
So calmly.
I have no eyes to feel the coming
No skin to bear the drowning
This force,
Your force…
A movement so still …its choking
Every,
Every…
Life force is fading
I,
I am bleeding underground and stable
Make-believe,
Mock… this press inside me
This is a warning
Wayfarers calling
The land is curdled in organ
The heart is electric in fear
Athens,
Athens is bleeding
Careful,
Is this something you can bear?
Pity is my palate, price is life’s own face
Cowards run in one direction…
self inflicted spears
create momentary stone tears
Walk,
In this direction I will run
Wait,
Denial is a bargain
Belief, your fading sun
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