The needle has been threaded, within the fabric of which you are embedded. A glimpse into the boneyard of your bondage. Threads can easily be severed, releasing that which is treasured. Hearing lies coming from the mouths of flies. A home in which you inhabit alone. The only type of frothing a wilted mouth can provide, and the methods from which it is sewn. These are words the herds will never know.
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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.
As They Softly Cry
Another expectation unfulfilled
Murdered by the hands of disappointment
A swift steady killing
The let down of an unfulfilled expectation can be deafening
A loud inner scream no one will ever hear
The moment of tearing as the expectation is being unfulfilled
A constant reminder of how life can have a sense of humor
Can you hear the gods laughing aloud
As they softly cry within themselves
The shattered mirror is the unfulfilled expectation
The deathly denial of a false realization
Self-actualization is the true process of confirmation
A communion within an expectation
A slow steady dwelling within yourself
Now you know all of my secrets
Now you can hear all of my thoughts
Now you understand what my name means
Now you know me
From Behind Your Eyes
It can only be tolerated for so long
That piercing feeling
That feeling you get in the back of your neck
It feels as though someone drove a flathead screwdriver into your occipital cavity
It is deep inside
You can feel the screwdriver moving around behind your eyes
It is trying to unscrew your mind from behind your eyes
It will not work
Your brain seems to be welded into your cranium
I have a blowtorch if you would like to borrow it
Ordered Principles of Life
Deadening a Simple Way of Existing
It is in those tiny pieces of time; those tiny pieces in between each long and dragged out second, those long and tedious seconds, which create the moments within living through a lie. They are just as painful, as they are life consuming. Too much of life has been consumed by these tiny pieces of time, which have dragged life out for far too long. It was not supposed to end this way, but it seems to be the only way I have ever known. It was never supposed to end this way; it was never supposed to end on me. There is a fist within me; clenching my insides tightly. I have been within the grip of this clenching for all of my existence, it seems to have been born within me, when I was birthed into this vibration. The clenching has been with me for so long I forget it is there, hiding within me; holding, tugging, gripping, tearing, molding me into what I have become. There is a special kind of safety, I have found within this special type of torture; a commonality, a familiarity, a deadening, a simply way of existing. I wound not necessarily call it a way of living, as much as I would call it an emotional and mental mummification of the spirit. This clenching has not allowed me to evolve beyond a certain point within my life; holding me back, pulling me down to the point of submersion. I drown within my inner thoughts, my speech, and my life within this deep, unbearable clenching submersion. I have learned over and over again to breathe without breathing. This is a life consuming task, which I have grown accustomed to dealing with. It will move on me, more and more each day, as this is how I have learned to overcome the clenching’s hold over me. Over the course of my lifetime, I have learned how to master the submersion. This is the true difference between you and I; the true difference between life and death. This is the life of the internal, as this is the death of the external. I have now mastered both life and death. I have now mastered the illusory material, and the non-cognitive external. I no longer allow the clenching to defeat me within my life, as I now swim within the black waters of its clenching darkness. Now, I am the clenching’s master; I own her darkness.
G.G. Kalfas 