void of identity.

our stress arose through deep panic, cartoon eyes & elder aliens:

heartache & leary lectures, yet throughout these refreshments,

during these periods of inner sobriety, such pain was present,

loss was acknowledged & I sought resolution in what I knew;

the solutions of blackened resin... & the pain was mundane.

our stress arose through deep panic: cartoon eyes & elder aliens.

the presence which exists beyond that which is seen, so ghostly:

awareness dwell deep within the monster's great howling rage,

warping all into white noise, silent cries whine with the winds;

I miss my sanity, I miss my inner mind & I miss feeling okay.

I miss my sanity; I miss my inner mind & I miss feeling okay.

my writing has been very repetitive lately, lacking creativity,

overflowing with motivation, steady vision, shaking hands;

maybe due to dissociation, dissociated from the trauma,

steady awareness around current position of sincerity:

trauma arising creativity, sincerity arising motivation.

maybe due to dissociation: forever dissociated from the trauma.

crypticness: the hidden relationship to the rift, to the void;

the chasm which lies at the heart of all, one of space & time.

the chasm which lies at the heart of all; one of space & of time.

how does one attempt to judge if such landscape is treacherous?

for the innate novelty is always innately unknown, & therefore,

without mapping the depth of dimensionality; all is unknown:

appearing as some vast mass of distantly swirling geometry.

how does one attempt to judge if such landscape is treacherous?

far greater shadows form with the dense devilish protrusions:

angular in nature, glistening with the terribly radiant blindness;

for this is the true nature of art, the true nature of the formless.

angular in nature: glistening with the terribly radiant blindness.

mere conglomeration of consciousness, refined & reflected:

throughout opal eternity, the lightness of such is contracted,

rosary rotations, casting the elegance of such silly little forms,

worrisome welcomings, spokes upon the great wheel of time;

objects of light, which when reflected back upon themselves.

throughout opal eternity: the lightness of such is contracted.