Random Awesomeness

it crawled into my bed last nightlike a curious centipedehuntingfor that perfect spotdark and dankcool and moist but no threat to memotionless as i becamewhile this metamorphosisconsumed my name consciousyet completely unawareof my stateodd enough to amusekafkaesqueto the point of cliché so strangeand so surrealthis dreamhad come to play but i was thereto steal Peace/Love [...]

there’s a shadow in a cornerbehind the garden walland if you look hard enoughyou might just catch a glimpse this curious penumbraseems manifest by nothingand nothing makes fool the mindquite like this i once thought to see itin the canthus of my eyebut the floaterskept getting in the way so now i look beyondthis shapeless [...]

the she who would be emperorstood before himseething that this rogue lord from the coloniesso drunk with proxyshould dare challenge her at allmuch less at court that the mad kings of olddeposeddisgraced and soon to be replacedlike devils they do bargain “cowards” she thoughtand turned away“this rabid dog has had his day” onward nowinto the [...]

bursting forthinto unfathomable possibilityfully conscious mindsawake the struggle to be freethe most powerful forcein the universeall now seethe we the theythat never wasfade and fumblelike fake fossilsof pernicious nonsensedesperatefor relevance for nowas cascading juggernautsof color and creedsplash and sparkleand gatherwithout fear or dismay for nowas raging throngsof justicerumble and rantand radiateinto the sad remnantsof demoralized [...]

in quiet resignationas unimaginable terrorcollideswith existential dreadour blood-drained knucklesfinally find purchase somehow common causegives releasesomewhere the fantasyof a slightly-less-than-completely-cynicalapparent acquiescenceis at peace and suddenlyour wonderingtether-less mindsceasegroping through the futilefear-drenched darknessand thusly emergewith smiles over therethe theybring forth their fetidfreshly exhumed corpsesbelching some kind ofweird prophecyand forcing foul formsfake and fucked-up normsinto shitty little piles piles [...]

hard to swallowagainst the wallsuddenlynothing elseseems to matterand no oneis willing courage sat alone yesterdaydefiantas hypocrisy and hateglad-handedsucking up their moneybuying time but the message has been sentlines could not be more clearthe big tent swellsas the small-minded cagesspit their foul fireand fear now is not the timefor taking stockwith tenuous victoryoozingfrom every pore now [...]

amidst the screaming panicthe theyare finallyand truly seen while the most powerful force in the universequietly meetsmeldsand continues to co-optthe most effective action all possibilitycollidesbringing into playthose destinedto deliver curiousthe westill proneto wallowmust and willnow wade the floodis not what it seemswhat is to beshall overcome and what it isto feelagain is real so greet [...]

the smellof decomposing fleshflies in the facethe first on the scenenothing much remains reallyto cleanor glean just another backyard food animalmostly eatenbarely seen stillbut not yet stiffit’s an ugly jobbut somebody’s gotta do it bunny debris no doubtscattered tufts of furflung this wayand thatpoor thing fresh entrailstell the gruesome storythese hard and cold truthsthis endless [...]

age old livelihoodsscorchedby the fires of historytheir burning plowscook up sad shredded pompclinging like the translucent skinof yesterday who can saywhen the masses will turnhow the tablewill be set what is doneis doneand no oneshall escape the shame as the rabid dogmaflows throughthe halls of injusticeconsuming allaccepting nothingbut the one the one truthbludgeoned into beingby [...]