InquisitiveCuriosity

Have you ever slipped away into the realm of the unconscious? Where the person is left amongst the vastness of the unreal? Have you ever played amongst the stars? And drank the sweet milk of the galaxy's self? Ever basked in the glory of the sun so grand? And felt the warmth of the feeling so pleasing? Ever trodden into the forest of wicked things? And survived to tell the tale? Been held at the high court of God? And been found guilty of yourself? Ever lived the way you've wanted, And experienced the things you've longed for? Lived the life of adventure, And captured the meaning thereof? To me, this journey is still beginning,

Sit, my child and listen well To the telling of the tale so majestic From the boundaries of time Comes this wondrous myth so hectic For the sands of time hath poured O'er the green lands stretched across this earth From the timeless mind with inspiration's key Came from all the generations since birth Imperative to listen, more to comprehend The vastness of grandeur bore into the mind Able to wield the creativity of existence On anything yet he shall grind From the furnaces forge the fires of ferocity Strength and might yield second to knowledge and skill All the power of force left crippled at the feet of power Bent to the tru

From the wind-swept streets of yonder city fare, To the darkest regions that enter you dare... From the enlightened corner of intelligence, To the deepest cave of man's own eg-ner-ence... From the wickedest pit of torture, To the uplifting grasp of rapture... You'll find me troubling and inquiring, Delving deep into the unknown, Ever tiring. Asking and prodding, Interrogating and probing, Querying and posing, Thinking and pondering, Rationalizing and interpreting, Analyzing and justifying, Ever onwards towards knowledge's horizon... From inside your mind's grasp of rational thought, To an occult spot you'd rather not get caug

There, standing amongst the snow-covered trees in the seemingly endless forest, he  breathes softly.  The breath makes a dull fog as it passes through his mouth, through his lips.   A soft voice can be heard, but barely, as he exhales so carefully...  His long black hair  cascades down in front of his left eye, forming subtle spikes as it protrudes outward every so  often.      Now, a few hundred feet away, a figure emerges from the darkness.  The cold black  steel door slides horizontally open, and a distant humming of the electronic motor fades  away.  Lights flash on a control panel, iced over in from the recent snowstorm.  The figure, a 

Have you ever slipped away into the realm of the unconscious? Where the person is left amongst the vastness of the unreal? Been met by evil's true heart, And forced to confront it face-to-face? Have you ever battled amongst the stars? And drank the sweet blood of the galaxy's self? Ever basked in the glory of the victory so grand? And felt the warmth of the feeling so pleasing? Ever trodden into the forest of wicked things? And died, to be born again? Been held at the high court of God? And been found guilty of yourself? Been punished for innocence? And screamed from the pleasure of delight? Forced into a life of servitude? Una

You error. I admit. You insist. I protest. You yell. I listen. I plead. You ignore. You push. I resist. You hit. I hurt. You enslave. I obey. I cry. You misunderstand. I try. You laugh. You force. I let. I bleed. You anger. You kill. I die.

rain my little orbs of hydrogen waltzing around in your three-dimensional                                             dance floor you scatter the surface in a delicate assault shook free from your clouds                                my [liquid pepper] my gentle imposters        mimicking tears daring and wild in your subtle thievery your drizzles twist          like mobs of dizzy maniacs crashing head-on in a circus of thrills electric assassins so suave                                        and calm my suited painters there are times in silence I sit by my window waiting for you             to render it soothing