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Tag: dark poetry
Dead Gardens
I have played in the dead gardens of attention seekers before in the past. The ignorant who plant their futures in the dead gardens do not have much to offer, as there is even less to plant within the stench of its necrotic soil. I never could understand those who enjoy frolicking within the diseased soil these stench filled necrotic gardens provide for others to waste away within. There are many of the others who enjoy complaining about their tedious lives, as the defeat and rejection of life gives them something glorious to obsess about. I put all of my obsessions to death a long time ago, as I never could understand those who enjoy digging up dead memories from the past. One would think these others who enjoy the trivial obsessions which they create for themselves within their lives, is somewhat enjoyable and satisfies some type of dismal urge from deep within their empty souls. Surprisingly enough, this is how many of the others within this world live their lives. When I see them aimlessly walking the streets, they possess this curious look, which is floating solemnly within their lost eyes. It is as though life, and the way they live within it, is steadily strangling them from the inside out. This is not a bad way to be put to death if one does not know any better. These attention seekers are something else; aren’t they? Why the hell would they think you or I would have a care about them or their needless lives? I truly believe social media makes the others and their kindred sheeple, feel as though they are more important than what they really are. It is truly astonishing but mostly depleting, how these numbed-out, braindead social media enthusiasts believe their meaningless lives are actually important. Human life is not as valuable as many of the others believe it to be. If this was in fact the case, more of the others would place a higher value on life, especially their own.
The Longitude and Latitude of Solitude
At times, the weight and thickness of the energetic molasses, which can surround us at certain times in our lives, can and will weigh you down thoroughly and completely. What is it exactly that may be holding you back, which is steadily maintaining a stagnant flow of energetic communications within your life? Only you can answer that question, as I have never been able to do anything for you. I know you desire and seek peace within your mind, but do you really think the others will allow you obtain this illusively desired state of being? No, they will not. It is all up to you; just as it has always been. You are solely living for yourself; always remember that. No one cares about you, and they never will. Now, they may act as though they do care, but this is only because they may be getting something out of acting as though they do from another person. This is how the others operate within their lives; pretending to be something they never were to begin with. This is the way of the world, as humanity is the toxic pollutant; suffocating the ecosystem with every breath they breathe. The putridity these mouth breathers exhale, is in actuality the real cause of climate change.
The Dancing Thoughts Within One’s Mind
Letting go of a circumstance physically, could be considered much easier than mentally letting go of the same circumstance. The dancing thoughts within one’s mind, can seem to stomp on, and stick around for the entire duration of one’s short lifespan. It can be difficult at specific times within one’s life, to fully understand the experiences and circumstances within one’s life, had absolutely nothing to do with them. The external world will usually leave the remnants of what it has to provide for you, whether you consider these remnants good or bad, throughout the duration of your lifespan. I have always seen these remnants as neutral occurrences, as the surrounding external circumstances and experiences know nothing of what one may consider to be good or bad, as the external is strictly subjective in nature.
I find it interesting how another will personalize the circumstances and situations within external world, and also personalize the circumstances and situations, which may be occurring within another’s life. When another is undergoing some type of life transition, it is a good idea to observe, but to never get involved. When one personalizes the experiences of another, this denotes a self-centeredness and a self-important closedminded paradigm. Another’s life experience has nothing to do with you. If it did, you would more than likely be experiencing the same circumstances. It is important to release this unhealthy type of self-centered thought process from your body energy field. By personalizing another’s circumstance and experience, you are in actuality drawing that specific type of energy and frequency upon you and your body energy field. The mind is a mental frequency, which can change its vibrational pattern and frequency at any given moment; with or without your permission. Think of your body energy field as a protective armor; keep that in which you do not want to entering it out, and allowing that in which you are in harmony with to absorb onto you. One’s inner harmony is achieved when the frequencies and vibrations within one’s body energy field are working in alignment with one another.
VERNAL FIRE PRESS
VERNAL FIRE PRESS is an independent publishing house based in Houston, Texas. We were birthed out of the fires of necessity, to reveal the unseen ideologies of our spiritual paths. Our genres deal with the darker sides of life, as well as the hidden aspects of our personal human existence.
Within each and every one of us; lives a voice, an expression, a longing to seek out the specific thoughts, ideologies, and the modalities of the expression within our hearts. There is a specific underlying purpose behind the ideologies and philosophies of VERNAL FIRE PRESS. Our philosophy and our purpose, is to allow the seeking of internal and external explorations to be known and to be fully explored. Our brand of ideologies and philosophies are not meant, nor are they designed for the masses; nor are they designed for the weak minded. We are designated for the select few; as you will never find the select few, integrating themselves among the mindless pedestrians, who aimlessly meander through their lives. The individual, the true individual, knows the absolute truth of themselves, and will never conform to another’s ideologies or beliefs.
We live our lives within ourselves; within the mirror of our intents, and within the mirror of our expressions and diverse modalities.
A Lie You Could Never Deny
It has now ended. All of this without having a beginning. No understanding. For what it was created for. I could see the despairing look within your eyes. Distant and ever-glaring. Your skeleton kisses. Numb, lacking conviction. There was no feeling or emotion put into any one of them. A routine you know all too well. I was just another. A man from a mother. A man you felt needed to know the power of your rejection. A man who was going to show you a deep internal infection. It was not that powerful. As the stories would allow you to believe. I have dealt with atrocities such as yourself for most of my life. One of my avid pastimes. You can provide the heartbreaking part. I will provide the breaking part. Your inner sights have been blinded; never seeing the created damage of your life. You are in fact the damaged damage. The internal and external defamation of solicited ideologies. You are the stagnation of misinterpreted philosophies. Hollow body. Life’s commodity. Everything and everyone are for sale. Sale of the century. Sale of impiety. The sale of living in betrayal. Liquidating your morals and standards. Pennies on the dollar. Auctioning your standards off to the highest bidder. You are extraordinarily protective of your lost nature. I have never held you responsible for yourself. Many of the sheeple do not know they have the power to be responsible for themselves. I know you were not always this way. I knew you before you started your exploitation expedition. You took a couple of wrong turns. Never caring to get right with yourself. This is why you have harvested the shattered memories within your burnt garden of lies. This is what created your landscape of disillusionment. There is nothing to reach out to within your psyche. There is no communication within sight. Just the shallow end of your cesspool, which may need a little bit more chlorine. Pissing in the pool. You described yourself as deep, honest, and spiritual. It was a lie you could never deny. I have caught you in many of these, many of times. I have dealt with enough lies within my life. I can smell the lies before the mouth putrefies the air with their syllables. I will allow you to maintain the belief of you being strong. You are as strong, as steel is weak. You will never again know my thoughts. I will give you exactly what you have given to me. Nothing.
G.G. Kalfas 