What blows in the wind... by archmagesynok, literature
Literature
What blows in the wind...
I throw my soul into the wind
and watch it swirl around
with more life than I could have given it,
As I watch
it rolls and twists in the air,
wraps around a pole,
for a brief moment
then continues down the street;
full of life
full of purpose,
I let it go free
and free myself,
Goodbye little soul.
As the two beasts meet by archmagesynok, literature
Literature
As the two beasts meet
As the two beasts meet
In this concrete jungle
They lock eyes,
A high stakes staring contest,
Often the loser dies in bloody violence
Both body and soul,
The white eyed beast slows to stop
And growls, fiercely and continuous
Waiting for the red eyed demon
To react
They both know to move another inch
Could bring death
A death of utter annoyance
To the animals around,
Just another corpse to walk around
On their way back to their nest
Their burrow
Cave
Hunting ground
Meal
Villa
Mansion
Orphanage,
Knowing his loss
The red eyed beast concedes
By closing his eyes
Exposes green scales
As white eyes passes going about h
With women like communism by archmagesynok, literature
Literature
With women like communism
Im sitting in a hall
Watching other students walk by
Some are very beautiful,
They sicken me,
Not because I cant attain them
But they are all not worth attaining,
Maybe some,
But doubtful,
These halls are hollow,
With women like communism
Only perfect in theory,
Idolatry will kill you many times over,
A great man once said,
sometimes you get so alone, that at times it just makes sense
But great men sometimes are wrong,
Most are,
I want to watch the world die,
A quiet death,
A beautiful death,
Like the flower.
Ladies and Gentlemen! yelled Ringmaster Jesus Christ
Let me show you a world where the only two differences between hookers and porn stars are the camera and kids at home wishing for food and that their mother isnt being arrested
let me show you a world ran by the insane, and most of the truly sane end it with a barrel in their mouth
a world that values money over actual values
where 13 kids must die in a school shooting because of one too many snide remarks at their expense
a world where the highest life form chooses to work more than any other being in existence ju
Farewell to Loneliness by archmagesynok, literature
Literature
Farewell to Loneliness
Terrible dreams of not you,
No words
can describe
it
loneliness is not alone,
for its with me
that detestable thing,
that fucking bully
dark,
cold,
exhausting,
and painful
Im leaving you,
I found someone
Who cares,
Believe it or not
Im tired of crying
She will wipe the tears,
Im tired of you
And she is your replacement,
I never thought our love
would be mutual,
Im so lucky
Its still hard to believe,
Without her
Id Die,
Not from suicide
But a lack of will to live,
I dont remember
My life
Before her love,
Willful forgetfulness?
Who knows,
All I do know,
Is she
Im on my knees,
Reciting Christian prayers,
In the shadows of pagan god statues,
Swaying with the sounds of nature,
Asking for favors from the land of men,
I paint sincerity upon my face,
And humility down my neck,
Waiting for my undeserved miracles,
To flow into me.
The universe dies as we humans feed on it,
There is no way,
We are the creations of gods,
Or objects of their affection,
And if we are,
What kind of pathetic gods would want such a sorry bunch,
If we actually achieved our true potential,
We would be worthy to stand amoung them,
And to bask in their glory,
But we are far from it,
And I doubt, we ever will
The Horizon of the Mind by archmagesynok, literature
Literature
The Horizon of the Mind
The saying if you dont use it, you lose it is true,
And I stopped using my mind long ago,
I see the defeat in the eyes of stuffed animals
And the motionless raccoons follow me into every room,
And I sit alone as the glued together dolphin displays his perfect form.
So please praise the lord and pass the ammunition,
This battle has just begun and my forces are gone,
So lets just hide under the bodies of our friends
As the stars overhead dream of marionette slasher films,
While they finish off their glasses of freshly squeezed Milky Ways
And laugh at our dramas.
I see the fire in your eyes,
And dream of it co
Muted,
My muse
My joy
My pain
My life
All has gone silent
Except the ticking
As time flows past,
I sit and die
Experiencing none of it
Seeing life through a glass lens
With a glass eye,
A glass heart,
And for all I know
A glass soul,
All hollow
Glass;
Fragile
Weak
And to most, invisible
In my case
ALL
Invisible
Muted
And weak,
Thereby; ignored
Unheard
And cracking
But I'll get up again
And keep walking, slowly,
Careful to watch my step
So I don't stumble and fall,
Then shatter,
And have no one to hear
my silent screams.
The plague of our society
is our morals,
not prosperity
for which we toil,
All our morals down the drain
there they go,
they left a stain
all our morals are so low,
Ten years ago it was not this way
all this language, drugs, and sex,
it gets worse day by day
now whats next?
Why can't anyone see?
this is not how this should be.
They tried to strike fear in our hearts
but they struck sadness and anger,
we mourn for those who lost, and were lost
we will not forget them
the one's responsible will pay,
they can only run so far,
and hide so long,
we won't stop looking
we will find the filth that did this
when we do
we might have tranquillity in our lives
once again.
Everyone says that being different is bad
I say it is bold,
If you are different your concidered a freak
being different is a gift, not a freak of nature
it is the ability to look, act, and think different
Ignore the prosecution from the crowd
Stand out,
be proud,
be unique,
be yourself.
I know of an angel
who walks among us
you may call me crazy
but it is true
to see her is a joy by its self
the gaze of her eyes are light, light blue
her hair is blonde and shines in the sun
a smile from her and you be done,
I know of an angel
who walks among us
you may call me crazy
but it is true
a penny for her thoughts, is not enough
a million dollars still wouldn't do,
for one of her thoughts that are so bright,
I would walk, into the light
I know of an angel
who walks among us
you may call me crazy
but it is true
As I walk down the road of success
I see myself,
Rich, Powerful, Respected,
I am at the top of my game
My chin held high, walking proudly,
There's a feeling in my gut,
I shrug it off, for I am rich,
It comes again,
I shrug it off, for I am powerful,
I pass a begger, I shrug him off,
for respected men should not be seen with beggers,
I walk on
I look up, the sky turns grey,
the blanket is pulled from my eyes,
I see the world for what it is,
and what I am,
I'm surrounded, the people around me are looking down,
disqusted, for my pride has taken over,
they disperse,
I look around, I am not on the road of success
there is nothi
I close my eyes and drift away
to the end of a bottomless pit,
it's where I go to solve or escape my problems,
all my dreams and hopes flicker around my head,
I'm free to do or say whatever I feel,
and my feeling are never hurt,
where everything is tranquil and sublime,
it's an internal zion
so when I want to escape my life
I close my eyes and drift away to my place.
He lived his life
Just for the race,
"I'm going to bed," he said
With a grin on his face,
Through his window is where he snuck,
Over to his small quick truck,
He pulled out cautious
Nice and slow,
His parents inside
Will never know,
He pulled up to the starting line,
Just a quarter mile
He'd do just fine,
The makeshift flag went down real fast
He hit the gas and blew right past,
The other cars were in the back
He was leading this great pack,
Criss-cross lights came from the right
A screech, a horn, a flash of white,
For a second he thought
Only I paid for this blunder
But wait, side by side
Three caskets, six feet under.
Like rain on hot coals by archmagesynok, literature
Literature
Like rain on hot coals
Like rain that falls on hot coals
Man drifts into darkness, and evaporates,
As man develops with honor and morals
they grow and mature with time,
Much like ice crystals form, interlock and grow,
But both must heed to the fine line of balance,
For man with an abundance of honor gains great pride,
Through pride man begins the descent,
Under the burden of too many ice crystals, the plunge of the droplet begins,
And the downward spiral of rain and man commences
Pride itself is not what brings man to darkness
but the use of pride to deteriorate morals
Once this great balance is broken, it plunges
All is lost as they hit terminal veloc
Trapped in a seamless sepulcher
Darkness is all I perceive,
I feel the blood drip from my clawing nails
desperate to escape, panic hits,
but with no avail I stay trapped
dark figures tower over me
helpless, they grab at my sanity
slowly tearing it apart
again I reach for the exit
but alas, I grab nothing
for there is no seam it seams
the light has been faded by some dark power,
all I see is darkness
Was there once light? where darkness is now,
Memories numbed, I can't tell now,
Light just a memory in the distant reaches of the mind
But I cling to that memory
for it is all I have,
The choice is mine, and I choose light!
Now
Im on my knees,
Reciting Christian prayers,
In the shadows of pagan god statues,
Swaying with the sounds of nature,
Asking for favors from the land of men,
I paint sincerity upon my face,
And humility down my neck,
Waiting for my undeserved miracles,
To flow into me.
The universe dies as we humans feed on it,
There is no way,
We are the creations of gods,
Or objects of their affection,
And if we are,
What kind of pathetic gods would want such a sorry bunch,
If we actually achieved our true potential,
We would be worthy to stand amoung them,
And to bask in their glory,
But we are far from it,
And I doubt, we ever will
Current Residence: home is where you hang your enemies head Favourite genre of music: Everything Favourite style of art: there are styles? Operating System: brain and organs... mostly Shell of choice: Turtle Skin of choice: I'm not racist Favourite cartoon character: NNY, Coach MaGirk, Mugen, Bender Personal Quote: Hell is most people
Favourite Visual Artist
Roman Dirge, Clive Barker
Favourite Movies
Man of La' Mancha, Serenity, Arthur, Waking Life
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Currently: A Perfect Circle
Favourite Writers
Daniel Quinn
Favourite Games
Fallout 3
Favourite Gaming Platform
Xbox 360
Tools of the Trade
my mind(for thinking), pen(for writing), paper(for giving nasty paper cuts to children)
Other Interests
poetry,reading, independant comics, movies, hang out with friends
I am writing this journal to tell everyone I may not be on here as much for a couple weeks. Crack kinda gets in my way. Specifically the crack in my laptop screen that magically appeared after it stopped falling from my bed. But luckily I just started school again today, so I'm on the comps here at the library. So I'll only be on here maybe once or twice a week. That's all for now, I got get to the emissions testing place so I can renew my registration by the end of the month. Never had to do this before so wish me luck.
Out of school, feel like a lazy bastard even though I still have work everyday. I don't seem to know what to do with my free time anymore, mainly just watching Tv shows and movies on DVD. I get that feeling like I should be doing something, but I have nothing to do. I want to write but can't seem to bring myself to do it, even this journal is a strain. So I will stop till I have something important to say, or I just want a new journal up. Bye now.
Oh so blue tonight. I'm burning alive, 800 miles away it's snowing, and I'm sitting in 100 degree weather in a room facing the south. Old haunting thoughts plagues the days in waves, while horrid dreams fill the nights. It will pass, it always does. but the moment is here and is ever looming. It's only the first week or two of the summer and already it's getting to me, I may be insane by mid-summer, watch the Az news channels, I may be seen being stuffed in a padded room, screaming about the padding locking in the heat that will kill us all. I need to sleep, may I dream of nothing ever again...or bunnies, I like bunnies, floppy eared ones.
thanks for the recent favs. i do appreciate the continued dA support from active community members such as yourself. its always good to hear from your peers.