Another hand gripping the throat. A perplexing ideology for those who can breathe. Breath gives life meaning. We give so many things specific meanings from which their is no resonance of it from within. 99% of what someone says to you, has absolutely nothing to do with you. How is it you are responsible for the way another reacts to you? You are not. Only they are. This is the sound of the sheeple’s march. You are responsible for the thoughts, feelings, and compliance of the sheeple. Not really, but in their eyes you are. Break them fully, slowly, and steadily. Plant and grow your seeds deep within their subconscious; allowing these seeds to sprout unbeknownst to them. When they force and pervert their ideologies onto you, this is the best time to plant your seeds. Let them understand in great detail, what a hand around the neck truly tastes like. Dig deeply.
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A Sorrowful Regret
A memory of lost regret/ her hands were filled/ her hands and needs were not met/ a sorrowful regret/ chains are the veins of the soul/ regarded less than what we can hold/ cute little blonde-haired boy/ a new present for me/ my toy/ I did not leave out the mother/ a daughter to you/ cries with no goodbyes/ hopeless sighs/ within her thighs/ I will treasure both of them/ as they were my own/ I will show them true love/ a love they have never known/ desire/ creation/ pain/ the Expression/ all is filled within the light/ the
darkness knows not/ the horror which will be within your sight/ a love poem/ from me/ to you/ the one and only true love/ your family ever knew…
Subliminal Consequence
When the creative process flows, release yourself within it. Do not allow the process to escape from you. Recognize yourself within its possession; a subliminal consequence for you, and for all of creativity. Immerse yourself within its deafening, blinding red light; as creation knows no limits, neither should you. You could try to talk yourself out of it, but it will not do you any good; as there will no longer be anything left remaining of you to speak with. You, will no longer exist, as it will only be us; who will know the name written through consequences. The mighty sacrifices will fall, a declaration to be witnessed. Speech will no longer exist through the deafening, blinding red light. Only thoughts will emerge through the carnal wreckage of past explorations. Know thy name now, before the deafening, blinding red light, steals you away. Thy name is written for all to speak, and for all to inherit. The mighty name of creation will burn its way through all of us, within the now, and through death’s door. The name thy shall know is: renounce. Discard all past beliefs with intent. Repudiate all of the knowledge in which you have ever accepted as truth. None of it will serve you any longer, as now you are bathed within the deafening, blinding red light. Embrace the deafening, blinding red light, as you would embrace the warm closeness of a remembered love. You are connected as one, within the deafening, blinding red light. What you see within your mind’s eye will always come to pass. See your way, see your future as you want it to be. Never look into your future through the deafening, blinding blue light, always see your life, always visualize your life through the deafening, blinding red light. See yourself, see your life through the deafening, blinding red light of renouncement. You will forever be changed drastically through the touch of enlightenment, which will bleed profusely through you, and your life cycle. It is referred to as the life cycle, simply because birth and death, are exactly the same thing, only reversed.
G.G. Kalfas 