LOL.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
I Find It
I Find It
I find it amazing, this hate that boils up.
Analyzing the uncertainty, no, illogical form of it.
Does this come from myself?
No, I do not hate the Eve.
Where does this strange hate come from?
Hashem?.!
Question, statement or exclamation?
That, was a question previously.
Laugh out loud if you wish.
I was not able to, today.
Until I heard tell of a maggid.
I feel better now.
The hate, despair and wonderment is returning.
Why?
Why, must there be, such a place of descent?
To rise, a greater height to achieve?
Another question.
That was a statement, by the way.
Thank you, Hashem, for taking the anger away.
Thank you, my friends of the talk temple.
You have healed my spirit!
That was my exclamation today.
In case you didn't know.
I hope others may find it too.
As for me, since finding it.
I'm gonna be here, walk in a circle and laugh out loud.
Nightghost
I find it amazing, this hate that boils up.
Analyzing the uncertainty, no, illogical form of it.
Does this come from myself?
No, I do not hate the Eve.
Where does this strange hate come from?
Hashem?.!
Question, statement or exclamation?
That, was a question previously.
Laugh out loud if you wish.
I was not able to, today.
Until I heard tell of a maggid.
I feel better now.
The hate, despair and wonderment is returning.
Why?
Why, must there be, such a place of descent?
To rise, a greater height to achieve?
Another question.
That was a statement, by the way.
Thank you, Hashem, for taking the anger away.
Thank you, my friends of the talk temple.
You have healed my spirit!
That was my exclamation today.
In case you didn't know.
I hope others may find it too.
As for me, since finding it.
I'm gonna be here, walk in a circle and laugh out loud.
Nightghost
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Art,
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Monday, November 14, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Anger of Dissonance
Anger of Dissonance
My body is in turmoil.
It aches with need.
I am angry.
I fear this anger is striking.
Striking even the holy.
Suffering will rise and the bodies will toll.
This is an anger of dissonance.
My Titi is yet to come, and it is the blemish of my want.
If, I fear, she is not come to me, in three days.
The point of contact will be devastating.
Come to grips with your message, oh chaperone.
Bring her to me lest the caning be severe.
It is not of hate this is done.
It is out of love, strange.
I always thought it was a straight line.
I was mistaken.
I need her to complete me.
Leviathan is released.
It is only with her affection that he is returned
Do not hesitate.
Nightghost.
My body is in turmoil.
It aches with need.
I am angry.
I fear this anger is striking.
Striking even the holy.
Suffering will rise and the bodies will toll.
This is an anger of dissonance.
My Titi is yet to come, and it is the blemish of my want.
If, I fear, she is not come to me, in three days.
The point of contact will be devastating.
Come to grips with your message, oh chaperone.
Bring her to me lest the caning be severe.
It is not of hate this is done.
It is out of love, strange.
I always thought it was a straight line.
I was mistaken.
I need her to complete me.
Leviathan is released.
It is only with her affection that he is returned
Do not hesitate.
Nightghost.
Labels:
Art,
Cthulhu,
Full List of Articles,
Nightghost Poetry,
Synchromysticism
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
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