How many have had, The experience of Essence
Who understands, The Quality of Presence

The Game of Memory
What will You, Remember

The Game of Remembrance
What can You, Remember

Exposed elements for, Practice
Tuned to exact, Standards

Insomniacs, Collective Souls
Rob Them of, Their sleep
They'll believe, Anything
Suffering the put-together, Effort of All, They've been exposed to, In Essence


The Art of, Storytelling
Presented as, "Compelling" and "Sure"
There is no, Limit to the suffering, One can endure
Quick dialect-ion of, Presence must occur.




 


Towers of Success

Staring At The Fabrication of Truth

The use of The Creators of "Beauty" as a means of destruction.
With that, I now plant a seed never to be lost.


I Am The F ▼ L L

I wish, I didn't leave.
But I must accept the cards,
Given to "Me".
In Your dreams, You never wanted to see.
What proves what You believe as wrong.
Give into "Me".

I made my mind up, When I stepped off The ledge.
Isn't it clear to see?

You can't make me return,
To save a world that We've fated, To burn.



Rough shot

Work in Progress

And so my 4th year of playing guitar starts.

1/8/2012

You are here as lines of gold
Motionless as drifting seas, untold

Cursed musicians, let light's clues take it from you

While you walk away with me
Do you have even the slightest clue?
As you breathe do you see?
The sky is the might of you

Saint Cecilia

Waiting in displacement
Hearing the noise of "I miss you's"
Death do away
Harkened corner, explain to me how I must be so "confident"
The vain in the dust burns accomplishment

It's like train heading into fire
Applauding over the sound,
Screaming and sinking

Recalling Memory, Rewind.

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