Everything Nothing
Some people have everything, and it’s nothing to them. Some people have nothing, and to them it’s everything.- Sinz
Entropy and Dissolution
What is the relationship between mass, acceleration, gravity, and love and hate? Perhaps, it is repulsion, or acceleration (hate), and attraction, or mass (love), through gravity waves that are constantly rejecting and accepting each other and creating a tension that is both sustainable, perhaps for billions of years, and then eventually unsustainable, resulting in entropy […]
World at the End of the World
There is a world at the end of the world. I have created it, so I know it is there. It is not emptiness or formless or void. It has no face, and darkness does not float above its abysses. Hark! It is a truth of this world: That abysses are merely shallow layers of deep delusion–planes upon […]
The Lamenting Songs of Wrongs
Weigh into the dirges of the lamenting songs of wrongs unrighted and you will hear the nascent journeys of spirits striving for perfection in the vacuous halls of unrequited lust and love. Admire nor pity them, for they are marionettes in the remorseless and everlasting search for meaning beyond the simple beauty of eternal bliss […]
Sparrow’s Dream
Time will come, my friend, that each flower will bloom at dusk. And, trembling from the denizen’s deep, the mad dogs will cower. Understand though, I will never give the reigns to the steadfast horse of fortune’s demise. The rock strewn trail of mercy ends in silence, as the doves retreat, and the sword of the […]
Where To?
So quiet the night. Seems just. Though truly I know of injustice more sincere. I’ll linger a bit, and perhaps take heed of the hanging branches that scold the gloom of this forest nocturn. The shadow willows’ denial of hollow laughter, echos of paths to farthest meadows that gleam in purity’s milk. Of dandelions, the […]
Distillery of the Mind’s Immortal Search for Meaning
Fly beyond the bounds of truculent sorrow into the depths of abject despair and you will find the distillery of the mind’s immortal search for meaning in a meaningless void of pure apathy and vapid waves of unrequited resolutions. Then, take heart, for now you may laugh into the face of all adversities and adversaries […]
Meaningless Beauty
Our solipsistic journey to oblivion is periodically obviated by momentary glimpses of surreal manifestations encountered in the pure perception of meaningless beauty. Behold the tadpole swimming for life in a muddy pothole and perhaps you may see the opulent glory of unrequited being. – Esinz
The Salamander
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 spector’s vague austerity, and slithers into the muddy creek, absolved of remostrance, he knows. Past the highways viscous hue, the […]
Void of Reciprocating Sunlight
Stare into the void of reciprocating sunlight to hear the chimes of manifesting destinies. Then you will know the meaningless beauty of the absurd banality of perceived existence. – Esinz