Life,
A walk of shadows
Illusions, innuendos

An inner danse macabre
Periods- Nietzshian amoralism
Illusions of (anti-) Values
Seasons- Shallow nihilism
An Ethical voluntaristic innuendo

Process of life
"Much ado about nothing,
a tale told by an idiot,<

Angst forever
Tremble with fear
Under pressure
Lack of willpower

Dagger at my throat
I'm tied hand & foot
Went on in the same old rush
That quarantine

It did gradually dawn upon me
I sink to the bottom of an infinite mortal vale
Damned to perennial

Thesis - Malleus Maleficarum
Sickening on lazy peace. A corrupt species, crawling cowardly - crawling compromise.

Values of decadence prevailing under the holiest - the holiest of all names.

Clinking the censer in monotonous rhythms.
Servants - iron collars - neckbound - chai

Black world total chaos!

An arctic creature suffering from delusions of grandeur
Purging your mind of all the natural decencies

Total devastation
Misanthrope creation

A population of slaves ruled by an all-powerful executive
Cast in irons, locked in chains, lusting

Meditative, nothing but placid staring
Ending in a serenity of still ...

And exquisite brilliance !

A trance-like passivity
Imposed on me by this strange disharmonia.

Pounding - Aching - Always Forsaken
Suffer Bleed
Nowhere …Salvation

Chaos Injector, no gr

Checkpoint zero
March of the devil's playground
Naked in front of your accuser, kneel & swallow
He puts his foot down

Rollin' cogwheels, stupefying gases
Injected as a morphine shot
Systematic engagement
No static placement

Be your slave, in this chain

Bring you down in deep dementia
Where joy is taken
In a more sadistic point of view
A place where you yearn
For elusive ultimate sexual pleasure

A sphere of desperate indifference
Where you crumble
And your blood lusciously flows

Where you can raise, but only

This is a place of disaffection
Hear 1 million discordant hollow words.

Futile, one by one, all waiting for extermination
though striving their way up to a world beyond limits

Ultra folly empty dreams
machine-made by nonsense

Are you the one to carry the enlighted t

Poor creature
Exhausted by the thrill of meaning
Every day inhales with a soar pant

So slogging on, desires run unabated
Frustrations on the heels of every want

Sweltering heat in puny silence
Burn the remnants of time
A dim memory of coldness
Is all what's le

Faster, full speed ahead
Haunt them down
That flock of domestic sheep

Cause this is the age of great acceleration
This is the age of major alienation
Don't remove their blinder
And listen to me, you morons

Do you enjoy your decadent refinement
Won't you crawl

"Integrity is wholeness
the greatest beauty is organic wholeness
the wholeness of life and things
the divine beauty of the universe
love that, not man
Apart from that."

Live in harmony
with our surroundings
A new Appreciation
of the non- human

Post- hu

Oh appear before me: smiling, frowning, inviting,
grand, mean, insipid, savage and always mute with an air of whispering:

Morituri Te Salutant !
And cold the sense and motive of action.
Travelling into the silent funeral.

Oh dark dark dark, we all flee into the dark.

No need to bury me
Though I remember mistily
a period of time
a passage through some unconceivable world
No - hope - nore - desire

Back in this sephulchral place
Men : hurrying - filching - crouching
To gulp their unwholesome beer
To devour the infamous cookery<

Hail, hail to thee that go beyond
Limits, limits of moral sense

Hail, hail to thee that go beyond
Boundaries of mortal perception

Lock at my shallow face, anguished and marred
An empty space, scaled and scarred
Sweetly abiding to a cynical charade
Secretly hiding

I have flown to the loftiest heights
where no rabble any longer sits at the well of delight.

Did my loathing create me wings
and fountain-dividing powers?

For this is my height and my home:
too high/too steep do we here dwell for all unclean ones and their thirst.

C

Experience, the world of powder
Earth-bonding rituals
Celebrating the specific
An authentic world

The round dance of appropiation
The interrelationship of the fourtold

Earth- Sky
Gods- Mortals

The togetherness- effortlessly
Responsively conforming themse

There's a time of revelation and comprehension
A second sight on this vile illusion. You better kneel,
because I am vengeance, you better kneel.

And descend lower, descend only into a world of perpetual solitude.
And yes, Demon/Venom - substantially under pressure - come to the

Oh, i have found this sinister place, my master.
Here, there is life at whose waters
none of the rabble drink with me.

I will live above them, as a supreme ruler.
My realm is the night of time.

In solitary ceremonies upon the hills, worshipping with fire & sword.

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