

State of LifeIf you rise above the clouds and see beyond the great mounds,State of Life
you will find on that day a very special and unique way. On this path you will see what the world was meant to be. Above the buildings, above the sea, above you and above me; there is a place where we can stay, far, far, far away. From this plateau you will look and find that we are all a partition of one mind. There is no need, for any greed, just plant the seed and begin to believe that's all we'll ever need. So keep your head up, look to the sky, and try to live above the lie.


QuestionsHow many times can I die? How come I have to live a lie? Why in the end will we all sigh? Can we ever discover why?Questions
So many questions and so many answers Does it matter if we're the dancers? There must still be some meaning to it Life is short but can that be it?
Confusion is apart of reality Where else could we be? I want to live, I want to die Which one should I try?
Darkness and loneliness fill the glass While hatred and melancholy grow the grass Why do the answers hide from me? Or is it that I'm the one hiding, in a blanket of th


Satisfied... nowCan I smile at what is mine I will not stand to be benign Some say success will come in time But I am not convincedSatisfied... now
The trees and fish will sing with woe As all that hear have come to know This festering wound is pain to grow Retribution soon will follow
The easy path is not so far though missing greater things you are Inside this air conditioned car The climate never changes
But on the outside things adapt life is slow to change at that Intelligence is like a gnat upon a the winds of time
Man doth say he is the master &
Bomm.. . ._bw

Writings of a Mad ScribeSilent Screams in the mid-night Precious, come suck the blood Keep the voices in my head MADMAN! MADMAN! Isn't there a volume thing on this? Leave me be That’s what I wantWritings of a Mad Scribe
The Candles are dimming, you’ll soon be gone We want you to join us. Stop it now. I hate you MADMAN! MADMAN! I cant stand this Standing never was fun I’ll find the root of this
Who are you Standing never was fun You said that already You did too, don’t blame me. &nb
speak purely of the aether from which we all come?
In a holographic universe made of four elements
does it seem trivial to think that there's more?
We know only what we've seen, in our minds, in the world
So how can the mystery be ever unfurled
In the ripples left after the destructive beginning
The masters leave omens in the underpinning
Search for them high and search for them low
And maybe in time the enlightened will know
For not yet do our minds burn bright like the stars
And in the shadow of this day, so bizarre
we'll chant: nevermore, nevermore, nevermore
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Watch for the setting sun on the dawn's edge. The Knife of Dreams waits there to purge you in the shadow of humility, Ice and Fire licking at your heels.
To choose undoubtedly, and bend reality
Remain contained inside your brain
And see the world through your own eyes
To trust in no one, never on the run
But chasing down the demons (though clothed in angel's garb)
It must be strange, in ways deranged
To fight a thing not many see
But keep in mind, there is no time
Nor rhythm to this maddened rhyme
The sullen masses must decline
For weak of mind cannot define
What the ultimate might be.
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Watch for the setting sun on the dawn's edge. The Knife of Dreams waits there to purge you in the shadow of humility, Ice and Fire licking at your heels.
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