Sky's Afire

Stuck. Stuck in a place whose golden age has long since faded.

Simple Lamentation

...Dim through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,—
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
 -Wilfred Owen

Hypoxia

Oh to leave this place
to run far far away

Dreaming Far Away

An emotional synthesis of a failed attempt to Burn.

Chiaroscuro

Floating Towards the Ceiling

Soliloquy

He Never had a shot at being " Normal". From the Get Go he was to lead a life of utter oddity and Uniqueness. Learning of his childhood as an Outsider on a Pueblo Reservation; The multiple Haunted Houses he has lived in; The time he survived two cardiac arrests and had to be resuscitated; or how he finally found his people at a party in the desert, would only scratch the surface of how odd NM's bRain is. He's also really into House and Techno Music.

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