a small interlude made from another piece.

BUT HER MIND.L.V.HALL-SPOKEN WORD

a poem from my EATING PROFANEBOWS BACKWARDS collection


THE PASSAGE. written by L.V.HALL-read by L.V.HALL- Spoken Word-poetry

Dimension Dementia


Dimension dementia,
Illusion will get ya.
Dream in colour of rainbows,
Wake to dim and subtle undertones.
Yet the brightness of sun,
It burns in your eyes,
Pupils go wide in the dark of the night.
We sleep when awake, so misguided by fate
Stuck in generations which past,
Cannot keep up...were going too fast!

Gravity will prevail,
Hold on real tight.
These times are not clear,
And in this life we must fight!
There’s a switch in our head,
But our arms do not stretch.
We wonder who’s in control?
Strange, how these thoughts weigh like lead.

Expanded knowledge paralysed,
Due to thoughtless repetition.
Blinded to life’s truth,
By walls of unharnessed superstition.
The pages you’re turning need colouring in,
Hearing, not listening to the voice within.
Looking, not watching what you are shown,
allow yourself the freedom to explore the unknown...
The boundaries right there,
you’ve seen it before,
just one more step, don’t be afraid to see more...

Before...

Conscience devours those who withhold,
Consumed by illusion, hearing only what’s told.
White whispers carry you from pure to fear,
White noise devours what once was so clear.

There’s that charismatic grin...con-artist deceit,
You want to see more of the beautiful treat.
Third-eye shut, our dreams it inhales,
wide open and seething,
an uprising prevails!






Through the window of perception,
Look closer, it’s just your reflection.
Image moulded by colours of rainbows,
yet parts you cannot see,
Smothered, by the darkest of shadows.
A selfless mind will drop into recessions,
Instead follow the path 
into disciplined progressions.

Beware, pharmaceutical con narrowing mind,
Blinded by the lights of suspicion and time.
Absence in colour, this the world you ignore,
as you drift so softly,
Through the open psychedelic door.
Entry is free, BUT comes at a price,
A hefty door charge when whom you turn to AINT CHRIST!

Panic in mass with delusions of freedom,
Destroyed by the hands that so blindly feed us.
Were taxed just for breathing,
Now look what you've done!
So fuckin deceiving,
Alone we've become…

Dimension dementia,
Stuck in a world of our forgotten reflection,
like a stain glass window ready to shatter...the image confused,
Because were told we don’t matter.
Our independence now scattered in the void of a fear driven system,
White knuckled we hold hope in change 
and in freedom.

Its parallel lives in a parallel mind.
Don’t dwell on your beasts,
Seek the garden of peace.
RELEASE.

And may you shine on in the sky of diamonds and dreams,
Do it for the suit behind the platform, who only wished he were free.
HAVE STRENGTH IN FREEDOM.

-L.Vagabond Hall -
2011

*DIMENTION DEMENTIA-spoken word-result of a garageband glitch-grippy-written & read by L.V.HALL

small snippet i quickly had a play with. ext from another piece

JAR. L V Hall -spoken word

find the white crows...through the passage of my chest.
find the wizard with his beard of white crows.behind him are the golden arrows...follow them.

-WHITE CROWS .spoken word L.V.HALL

Lend us your hand & be lead into a sinful waltz which will spin and disorientate you through the shadows of the city’s gutters.

Listen to them as they whirl & float from journey to journey, bouncing between adventures & rememberings of times past.

Loose yourself with each new acquaintance that you will meet along the way. Follow them as the roads rattle steadily through unknown & tenuous lands.

Above all, allow yourself to be shown the intimate cravings & desires that becomes a part of your reality once you fall into the ever changing state that is ALTERED.

ALTERED written by L .V. HALL. -ADDICTION wears Horned Halos.-

Junk Sale
￼Each clutch of your breath slowly withers my lungs, There so black, now unholy...
I gasp,
but they cant.
...
If I were to revelate in a moment,
Take that moment as though it were some regurgitated souvenir,
& place it upon my weathered mantel piece...
I would place it perfectly to the left of the damage you
left behind.
This mantelpiece of mine,
is a collection of moments past, best forgotten
but yet,
like some distorted shrine of wasted time, it sits so
horridly in focus
while obstructing any windows revealing of perhaps a hope in a new days life.
This collaboration of gathered junk,
is simply a reflection of myself that i own.
That I choose to disown.
Small steps, slippery and flaky... Its al a facade though.isn't it?
So revolting, making it so distastefully perfect.
Remember...
when you go to fuel your fickle mind, when you revel in your vanity.
Do be sure to remind yourself.... That what you see is EMPTY.

Absence is bliss when mute is the movement from treacherous lips, Neglected to love, forgotten to love, tenderness bitter in a poisonous kiss. Existence undressed as waking worlds hold the darkness of vision sealed blind... If I could only reach out,
be more than a shadow,
Unfold my souls tales to clear the doubt in your sight.
Forever untraced, This life remains untold, So my touch only cold.
Now hidden beyond your sight,
For My darkness is only an absence of light.


Junk $ale

the Burdens Beast

Nov 20th

READ.STAMP.REMEMBER

You are a diamond in the sand. 
You,
That shimmer amongst the miles
Of faded grain. 
You are beauty, 
You, are beautiful.
You hold light, 
You….
You are light.
You hold more colour than a rainbow,
You…
You are the rainbow.

REMEMBER.

Remember……

Remember,
 No matter how many days to come 
that these words are not told too you…
or if the world became silence,
Mouths stitched mute.. 
Remember what iv told you,
Remember those words you just read.
STAMP THEM, STAMP THEM…
Stamp them on your heart,
In your MIND,
upon your eyes,
inside your SOUL…
& then,
then…

Every single day,
& every breath intake
YOU
You will be reminded of your WONDER

Reminded of your wonder,
By the lipstick lips
Of your memory

Your memory x

Read.Stamp.Remember

Absence Lane.
Sunday, 20 October 2013

An Avenue, the lane.. Where’s the exit?
I'm now deranged
So deranged, so deranged.
Sane?
Say again?
I lost you when I stared away, 
To what I thought was Absence Lane. 
Again, into the void.
 Take me back, ill now deploy, 
Out, out, out
& Back again.
So deranged, so deranged.

Been searching now for so long, 
So long so long.
Time it seems is now long gone.
No ticking heard,
But nothings wrong...
Nothings wrong when minds long gone.
Long gone.

What was that? I heard a noise.
Perhaps ill find it through this needlepoint.
Then swirl in smoke & dance each toke
Until I find what is my point… 
To being in this absence void. 
Soothing. Soothing,
Bones stop moving. 
Not frozen. Just paused.
Paused until I reach the void.
Reach the void.
Float, Float 
Now I float. 
Floating now, no nothing else, just us alone.
Wait don't go!
Until I’ve given signs or told you so!

Now do you see it?
Street sign that’s blurred?
Unknowing now what just occurred. 
My speech, you hear it?
It's fucking slurred! IT'S FUCKING SLURRED!
Now that’s comforting
So comforting.
Gliding now,
Just mind, I'm gliding…
No bones,
No flesh,
No doubt I'm hoping.
No doubt inside, now gently floating.
No lips,
Just shouting,
All in thought,
It’s shouting, shouting 
Without lips,
Without it all.
No lips just mind,
No lips, all eyes.
Now I see,
See the lane I searched so long. 
So long so long,
So long so long,
 Here inside me.
I've searched so long.

 No lips, just voice,
Just slurred no choice.
No lips just mind,
No flesh to hide
To hide behind,
No flesh inside, 
I float I float I float so high.
What was that?
I could have missed it,
Must have been when I turned transparent?
It happened in the longest moment… 
A wisp of air & all turned golden. 

Can you hear it?
Its nothings sound.
The sound of all those nothings found.
ABSENCE
ABSENCE
That’s where I’ve landed. 
The place transformed when I switched between
What was there, & where we’ve been although…
Where we’ve been remains unanswered,
A memory lost within the pile? 
Or just another dream, that owned no file?

No lips just mind,
No lips, all eyes.
Now leave it! Leave it. Float, just float.
We are now just silence,
We are now just free,
So GO! GO!
Now wont you go?
Your wings aren't clipped, 
That cage you dwell, illusions trick.
Play it. Play it
Did you play?

This game your on, not just a board, 
The steps before you can't be ignored
When the price to pay, you cant afford.
You bargain now with a loaded gun,
 It shoots, goes ‘BANG’,
BANG’, BANG’, BANG’, BANG’, BANG’,
See that trigger within your hand? 
Don’t move that finger till you understand...
LOOK, look, look, look,
It’s black & cold...
Not red as Roses, 
Nor fair as Thorns.
Some holes weren't made to ever heal…
At least a thorn, 
Will cut an even deal.

That gun cant bargain,
It knows only death.
It's waiting only to take what’s left.
Consume, destroy, completely devour 
Its scent of death not sweet like flowers…
STOP!
Silence.
Silence.
You are just silence.

 One moments breath,
The next a fall.
BE GONE!
Farewell…
Ill wait for you in Absence Lane, 
Wait & wait until again,
 Your feathers fall from crying clouds,
They’ll fall, they’ll fall
& Then they'll melt,
Into my flesh. 
Into my flesh.
They’ll melt
Into my flesh
My flesh
Flesh.
.
L.V.Hall (lucid willows)
2013


ABSENCE LANE

"HUSH now sweet darling, believe each word i whisper for these lips are shaded SIN. you are mine tonight & this is my game" 
L V HALL
TeQniKoloR TunG
Lips Shaded SIN

LuCid WiLLows

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