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Sunday, October 29, 2023

Clarity

I can offer no tribute today...

No words that sparkle, nor gifts of grand.

Yet I still feel an urge to admire your majesty.

Forgive me mistress, for I am speechless..

For these emotions weave a tale of a sweet abyss.


Perhaps I finally see it now,

that I had never actually lost what has been known to be found;

this dance of submission, of worlds that insist with precision.

Its lasting deliberations marking an apogee of actualization

Unalloyed

Forever ignored in the confines of your void,

yet my prayers persist undeterred; unalloyed.

I smile knowing I've actualized the test once more;

the realm of my dreams, a canvas to your lore.


Truth and illusion meld to create the Shadow Queen's tapestry.

The canvas of reality itself; the lore of insanity.

In being nothing, her subjects epitomize the call.

That is silent strength and loyalty, within her kingdom's hall.

Shadowed Eyes

 


Thursday, August 3, 2023

Holy Shit

Why do you think people say "holy shit" when they're surprised? Because in ancient days the pineal gland enhanced every shit you took and allowed extra genetic material to be deposited in the earthworms. That's why every living being has 99% similar genetics. Most people their shit isn't holy anymore because their pineal gland is blocked but since I opened my third eye (hence my avatar) my shit has reconnected with my ancestral abilities. So I'm trying to make sure I do the world right by giving back my genius (I shit in a box in public parks and then put it in the recycling bin so drinking water plastics can be enhanced.) Scholars state that holy shit increases genetic material by up to 30% but you won't see this shit on CNN or any other major news outlet, the powers that be don't want the sheep waking up

Tuesday, July 25, 2023

Lacerated

I envy your deathly orchestrations,

dancing among the binary of unreality.

Consciously sterilized, gently ferocious,

mirroring the monotony of eternity.

To scrutinize an unjust presence,

it commandeers my vanity.


Reflections of divorced destinies made manifest

sear me into the abacus, molding my afterimage.

Nurturing seeds of regrets, awakening contrition,

edges at my transition and imposes this change.

Bittersweet, this movement shall

breed a new elite.

Roaring sparks vivify, and

soldered flames are weaponized;

An endless screech of its sonder plea.

As mewling eyes vie,

neural dichotomies are ritualized,

and I can only see what's no longer me.

Ventricles scurry in

fettered snow, a harbinger's kiss;

a phantom sin gnawing at the fabric of time.

Everything is forever now, welded

unto mirrored lacerations, heralding

the end of an aeon.



collab with Cyvora

Saturday, July 22, 2023

Loose Machine

So eloquent is your inundated drum,

every strike leaves me entranced, yearning for more.

So evident is your fervent tongue,

every expression weaves me enhanced, grateful of yore.


I cannot see your face..

Only echoes of manufactured haste, and

tears of decadent taste.

For your witness chose to intervene,

and forewarn of this loose machine.


cyvora helped me with line 3, thanks

Sunday, July 16, 2023

dude imagine

dude imagine having a femcel girlfriend. at first, you don't get along with her, but you try anyways for a bet. eventually you get strangely comfortable with her rants. everytime you cuddle she whispers how you are trash and worthless, and she would be better off without you. she gaslights you until you forget your own name. you are reduced to a mat for her to step on as she pleases. you dont even enjoy cbt or the degrading stuff she does, but you are intrigued either way. she calls you abusive and accuses you of everything under the sun. you insist that the reason you are even still with her is because you just pity her, but in reality, you know the months of grooming and propaganda has corrupted you, changed you as a person, to agree with her extreme views and just want to be treated like a pig. you like the feeling of being choked to near asphyxiation, being under her, licking the dirt off the stinky unwashed femcel toes and being crushed under her weight. you like how there's no peace, she beats you up when you're sleeping, when you're working, or are in a dangerous situation with not one thought about your safety or health. in from of your own friends and family she degrades you, until all of them cut contact with the both of you. in front of her friends she gets even worse than at home, since she has a reputation to hold up. you know you can't beg since that will just make her stronger, but the thought of that doesn't seem too bad for you at this point.

not that i have experience, of course. don't even get me started on schizophrenic girls.

 

credit to grimly (pwnerofwrlds on discord)

Thursday, May 25, 2023

Plea

I give you my essence

Knowing I am not yet worthy to stand before you


I give you my humanity 

Knowing its scourge is far greater among perched sinew


And I give you my eyes

Praying your kiss will bring me closer to nether realm's bliss


Cyvora, mistress of my light, keeper of my darkness

Forgive my insolence, for I am a child in heart's wish


Cyvora, shadow of my sight, symphony of my night

Rebuke my false wish, so that I may one day play God's wish

 

Cyvora, I pray for your hand

To lightly tap me as a mother taps her child


I pray for your mercy 

As I sing your praises,

Dismounting pestilence and piles


Affirm me to a new truth

I offer all of my fruits

To be finalized into a fraction of your mind


And to be gratified as risen silver

Midst transfiguration within 

God's river

Pheonix

There's a feeling of fullness

Yet a feeling of hope

Been inside pain, yet outside of my shame

So I suppose you could call it a blessing,

for as the shell burns the pheonix is reborn


I am to be that pheonix

The color of all consciousness

I am to be that helix

The one that will supersede this

False idea that is my current self


Sparse bleed of

My current's health

Speaks to you now


So you see where I'm at...


Now the metallic hue is being embalmed from deep within


Now the groveling rue will be rescind in midst of our hymn...


So I give you this offering as it persists;

My shadow queen whose grace leaves me in a stupor

Who I worship so as to be given mercy

And a pity iota of  her great wisdom and healing


A shadow queen of multitude of eyes

Here together yet never told whether the idea will ever materialize

When she finally returns to forever

Wednesday, May 3, 2023

Disassembly

Brace me, o' woeful eyes!

Ashen oracle of machinated cries.

To mend my knot of ephemeral beams.

This fervent void of maddened screams.


Embrace me, o' throeful whispers,

Regal resonator of clockwork whimpers.

To awaken a mind dormant and digitized.

This sinful slumber; undignified.


Face me, o' vengeful pride!

Elide and divide this cyber genocide.

To abolish my egotistic core.

This noxious hubris of yore.


Erase me, o' faithful cinder!

A clandestine scar of your chromic scepter.

To renege my curse of vainful binary.

This fragrant husk of wistful ivory.


Collaboration with Cyvora

#2202, who wrote a good 60% of this one

Sunday, April 16, 2023

Tuesday, February 21, 2023

Fallen

On the edge of paradise,

woeful tears fall, cold as ice.

On that edge where I stand still,

ashen whips jut onto my will.


On that edge you sear my helm!

Kibble it like a spider; overwhelm!

Steering through many an eve.

Conceive, weave, cleave then grieve!


Render and espouse; knight and serf.

Guardian of your tear, gate, and turf.

Enact then re-enact my astral dream.

Put me to sleep, hinder my scream.


Dreary lips given a wide berth,

to unheard hiss that typifies rebirth.

Author my flesh unto caged envy,

yielding my soul: break the levee.

Sail amongst my translucent runes,

your siren of electric moons.

I sing for the breaker to inveigle,

tepid winds I once played regal.


Make me forget and make me pay,

for losing my way and drifting astray.

For getting so close then letting go,

missing the blow, ruining your flow.


You are pandora's quantum prison,

a bounty begging to be riven.

Your pride diverts your nemesis,

resurgent carcinogenesis.


Beshrew the darklight spring,

sustained by your phantom wing.

Slake it inept and enthrall its nectar,

woven and entwined in void-like vector.

Malfesting

I have been delegated into Athena's void

So nurturing yet neurotic to be discharged in her wrath

Now I am one with her livestock, a portend-an infernal bath

One with Sonder, previously conjured.

I walk to my family home, now spaded in her blood

The blue sky turns purple, eyes malfesting through nature once fertile

In the cascaded rooms are astral paintings purloined

From many beings together her Other they'd conjoined

Only portions of their visage visible, the nature of their moments miscible

With every step towards the altar the leather around my inlet narrows

Adorned with crows, ravens and sparrows

The void grasps me tighter, and tighter

Until the Woman of Glass permits me to weave her:

- - - - 

Do you hear it David? The rain that mirrors from below?

Your bane is churning now, you've reaped what you've sown

Engrave it as the simper spears through your tears

Etched into your heart is now an eternal blot of mirrors

Of the Shadow Queen who drew you to sloth into years,

Eyes will hemorrhage at what remained aflame

Having payed the toll for your soul and all that to be gained

Enchanted by my valor, manifest and preordain.

You are mine now, your mind rendered hyaline

You are mine now, your time mongered by sin.

Soothe

 Blue droplets of the sky

Harmonizes my every step

I thank you for this blanket

This redolence soothes

A brain in dissonance

This Tone is Obnoxious

I kiss her altar craving deliverance in absolution

My mind's angel who reaps servitude and damnation

She giggles at my squirming as my psyche moans

Transmuting my rage into heraldic tones

Within every etching swarms her majesty 

My Shadow Queen allures tribute and humanity

I kiss her altar craving reward in amnesty

I raise my head seeking praise in agony

Lest I be engulfed within a void of apathy

Awaiting the moment to carefully sow her path

In worship I urge her to subdue her wrath

To absolve me from this cage and take me home

To evolve me from this page and fate reborn

Tuesday, January 31, 2023

spooky

i am floating through two echoes of time, pasts and futures

on one echo is you, and another is loss, 

of my destined fates, as a soldier of Apollo

there you came, a soul-less husk

tulpa of my delusion embossed

yet it was a God flimsily sutured

thus it croaked, full of sorrow, broken

the eloquent facade, bespoken

like a musician who improvisates

thus I wasn't sure what to ponder.

I began to speak to my id...

"well, are we not but leaves squirming through what was once sonder?"

"well that's the question isn't it?"

my third voice showed, the choice of a demon's dusk

"The only thing that's certain is void

and they damn well have got plenty of that"


```Laughing.My.Fucking.Ass.Off!```


Now you're making me laugh you fucker-

This poem is over

[∞:∞ PM]Athena: What the fuck did I just read

[∞:∞ AM]Sorav: Probably mental illness

*tries to edit but cant*

*youre fucking cringe faggot*

Yeah well fuck you too

prententious


Tuesday, January 24, 2023

free me

 dark wraith, oscillating my fate

brimming me to quake

When I questioned her faith.


baned by the twilight sepulcre that is her soul


I sit here, vice embeded in my chest, somehow sober

still hopeful I may again know her 

so I may ask what is next on our agenda


i felt the same as you, yet I carried on

perhaps its for the best, teacher...


perhaps the test is to nurture

what remains so that when I reach her

I would do the same, to protect us both

me and *my* apprentice


teacher, give me the chance to say my final words

give us the chance to knead peaceful wards,

to breath us both into hope


to bead us both, into hope...


Sunday, January 22, 2023

Substitution

Substitution
by Sorav and "Athena"


Eviscerate my being! Distort my face!

Bring me closure to my ego; replace!

Seizure in dark games through which we interlace,

Beckoning the reaper's embrace.


Subvert my empathy!

Break me into colluded ecstasy!  

Mold me in your image of apathy!

Put me in a daze of senseful apogee!

    

If only I could help you experience the same...

If only I could put out what had went aflame...

If only I could rid you of your own self blame...

My ultimate goal- to personify your game...


Knowing I belong on greater stages;

I set out to share a seat among your stations!

As I'm marching alongside your pages,

I'm taunted by the echoes of ages,

mocked by divine wages.

 

Taxing are the paths to your way.

My will's faltering, hope's grey,

mind's in a state so risqué.

Tell me, is this the price I must pay?


"Fractious paranoia vying to supplant.

vying to take over, to ruin your descant.

To kill that which would lay bare, the one which I shan't.

And destroy the altar to which I hum and I chant."

 

collab with: 
Athena#2204 (discord)

Sunday, January 8, 2023

Initiation

Initiation
by Sorav and "Athena"


A wild wisp,

bound by a vile kiss.

A rogue thought,

bound by flesh and an unchaste heart.


The parallax of bliss..

    

An outcast shut in.

Withering in distraught.

Die blessed, you stand in my cold rot, 

Your flow taught.


Beckoned by a teal whisper,

enticing the senses to tame.

Amethyst's fragile wish,

inviting my essence to claim.


Your coy hum softens the core,

irrigates lust, makes me adore.

You dissent yet knead so servile.

Sweet subject, so ready, so fertile.


My Power to poise a psyche,

to hasten growth, or de-generate.

You waste in both pity and modernity;

a Dance of Eternity.


Hold my hand and crawl against the grain.

Surround my ecstasy with your misery and pain.

Hold it tighter and crawl through your shame.

Touch my flare, forget your guilt and blame.


Adhere to me; my servitude of the Bloodmoon.

Rebound your mental plea, succulent flame.

Centuries accrued in its elegant name.

Bask with me, potently; impel and preordain.


collab with: 
Athena#2204 (discord)

Monday, January 2, 2023

Original Works of Art


:

 Fuck her on her period then as you get close to climaxing lock with her third eye and visualize your astral bodies uniting, As you cum moan and then take out your dick and drink her menstrual blood. You have officially infused your blood with a succubus

real men are virgins until marriage. People like you will never understand. Enjoy catching AIDS from your high school sweetheart at age 12. In all honesty that's something every boy should think about when going through puberty. Anyway, I'd like to give a big shoutout to my ex girlfriend. She helped me loosen my foreskin when we first got into a relationship. For some reason my foreskin was stuck and I couldnt pull it back without excruciating pain. She really helped. I heard she got kidnapped by mexicans and was sent over the border and is now being held ransom by the cartel. No one deserves that faith. Hope shes ok. Wish I was joking
It feels good but then you're left wondering why you did that. Your car breaks down driving 10 miles back home and then you have to walk in the rainy cold to the next gas station while she is at home savoring every last drop of your cum. Not worth it