Stochastic Metaphors and a Benevolent Universe
Stochastic metaphors silence the unbridled definitions of supercilious recognitions of good and evil. Breathe and exhale in anonymous compassion and you will feel the freedom of a benevolent universe. – Esinz – Esinz.
Cry of the Ocean, Cry of the Wolf
Does the ocean cry for solace? No, it cries for beauty. – Esinz Does the wolf cry to the earth in peril of night Or to the heavens, the moon of bright? – Sinz
Imminent capitulation and crapshoot destiny
The rising of the co-fixture of imminent capitulation in the face of the Gods of grace and sorrow is the song of decay and justice in a world of bifurcated delusions of heaven and hell. So sing Goddess of the the wrath of quiescent tyranny in the jaws of malevolent dedication to the wrath of […]
Kragemeyer and Rasputin
Foshe Kragmeyer reasembles the cooked-up version of a pantomime on duck virtues, the transparent sniveling of eggplant regression, and the texture of tomato puree (of course, the rice must be precise!). All for none to dine, for it is a sacred resurgence to the rasp of desolution, a coattail resemblance of angst-driven ego that propel […]
Calamity’s journey and defragmentation
Erstwhile relic of summer’s folly, Calamity’s journey collides with eventide. The sweet melancholy lake, The glimmer of hope’s return, The shadow of your smile, Hastens the hour of enchantment. – Sinz The defragmentation of corporeal non-phased binary inculcations justifying the inertness of superficially palliative geometric constructs of reality creates the perception of consciousness. – Esinz
Wind and Breeze
Wind fills the sails of ships and destroys the lives of struggling patrons of virtue. So, both embrace the service of the wind and accept its potential for destruction. – Esinz It is my intention to be troubled. Nonchalant martyrdom is my latitude in the sea breeze of synergistic kelp that foray the ocean’s heavens. […]
Fighting Dogma and the Search for Meaning
It might be of benefit to unveil the shark tooth grimace he held under his breathless conjured-up folly that was neither of both worlds taciturn nor ambivalent. He held that which is certain in circumspect, maligned and misguided reluctance to participate in treasure or theatrical underpinned resolution. He forgave of none the select dowry held […]
Watching and Momentary Glimpses
Watching the cotton grow, in a distance of a mile or so, the Salamander contemplates the odd refraction, like he doesn’t know, of the locomotive, racing across the sanctity of the crimson horizon. He takes hold, of the prelude, the specter’s vague austerity, and slithers into the muddy creek, absolved of remostrance, he knows. Past […]
Revolt Against Nothing, Stare Into the Void
Fear not. I have not crossed the path of the wildebeast. I see the fortune of the Trinity incarnate. Breathe I must the dust of a thousand hooves, to swallow the pride of countless transgressions, the haze of winter salutes my marrow, the sun is an arrow that pierces my psyche, I revolt against nothing. […]
Light and Revelations
Complications are the foundation on which I’ve built my crumbling house of cards. Extricating the savor of nonchalant criticism of derelict absolution requires ten-fold the trial-and-error assumption that I devote some metaphoric championing of whittled-away jargon to tempt me to the side of anarchical defiance. A hole in roof to peek at the sun? Ha! […]