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A Digital Placebo: What A Tangled Web We Weave, When We Are Practised To Deceive
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Inside the mind of a Mad-Man! Monday, February 18, 2008. What A Tangled Web We Weave, When We Are Practised To Deceive. I learn of an Eclipse today. Moon is in Leo. Proclaims itself as forthcoming. When my back is turned. Orion casts a perpendicular eye:. Where hast thou been? Homeward my mind travels. I've wrestled with the beast for far too long. I must become him! For he and I are one! Vast and empty space. And the infinite stars thereof! Umbilical chord once severed. The Great Work abandoned. Sinner,...
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A Digital Placebo: Babel's Tower
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Inside the mind of a Mad-Man! Sunday, February 17, 2008. Laid in a horizontal fashion. Supported by spitting gargoyles. Between the shadowed cracks. There lay mysteries of the ancients. Beneath the bones of. Known to me as fairytale. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sinner, saint, lover, mystic, metaphysician, theologian, avatar, mad-man, criminal, liar, creator, artist, physicist, businessman, academic, dreamer, writer-warrior-poet, father, son and illusionist. View my complete profile.
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A Digital Placebo: Divine Infekt
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Inside the mind of a Mad-Man! Saturday, February 02, 2008. Where air-raid sirens scream. And helicopters fly in concert. Summoned from beyond the walls of time. Bent on colonizing rage. Obliterate our future dreamscapes. Rusted smoke and iron. And subliminal lions roar. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sinner, saint, lover, mystic, metaphysician, theologian, avatar, mad-man, criminal, liar, creator, artist, physicist, businessman, academic, dreamer, writer-warrior-poet, father, son and illusionist.
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A Digital Placebo: February 2008
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Inside the mind of a Mad-Man! Thursday, February 21, 2008. Shedding tears and guilt. No more abandonment of fairness to myself. Weights taken off my shoulders. Self deception and deceit. Were the irons which caged me. Untrue to my perfect will. Denying nature in its purest form. A son to a mother. A mother to a son. Where tributary tears gather. Bearing anguish to the stars. The warm embrace of Heaven. In the belly of acceptance. Darkness shed like Winter's coat. Light blinds infant eyes. I am the Phoenix.
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A Digital Placebo: Hurting You
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Inside the mind of a Mad-Man! Tuesday, February 19, 2008. I cry a thousand tears today. As my still-beating heart. Is ripped from my chest. I'm sorry to have hurt you. You're an amazing woman. The last thing you deserve. Is heartache and heartbreak. Sorry to be the harbringer. I have because I must. I do because I will. The price has been my soul. I cry alongside you. Lamenting the loss of dreams. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Homicide on the Farm. Beauty in the Darkness.
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A Digital Placebo: Stele of Revealing
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Inside the mind of a Mad-Man! Tuesday, February 19, 2008. It is blasphemous and distasteful to shun any part of one's personality. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sinner, saint, lover, mystic, metaphysician, theologian, avatar, mad-man, criminal, liar, creator, artist, physicist, businessman, academic, dreamer, writer-warrior-poet, father, son and illusionist. View my complete profile. What A Tangled Web We Weave, When We Are Practised. Homicide on the Farm. Beauty in the Darkness.
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A Digital Placebo: Cannabis Sativa
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Inside the mind of a Mad-Man! Tuesday, February 05, 2008. Somewhewre between the real. You're familiarity leads me across. Direct line of communication. Between the waking and sleeping. Component and catalyst of change. You open doors when windows close. Into the nature of my higher self. As ingredient of evil. Teleporter of the conscious realms. We understand one and other. Uplift me to new heights. Key to the artistic and ethereal self. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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A Digital Placebo: January 2008
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Inside the mind of a Mad-Man! Saturday, January 26, 2008. Necrophile (reader discretion is advised). The swing of a midnight pendulum. Grows cold with death's sweet rigor. Bringing forth a Necrophile. Once hidden in the swamps. Of a deviant taboo. It intoxicates where orbital sockets dim. It prays at the feet of marble slabs. Like a window shopper. There is no oil-can to lube your rusted joints. For it's with "pop" and "crackle". That you bend into submission. The only fate that waits. Links to this post.
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A Digital Placebo: repression-noise
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Inside the mind of a Mad-Man! Wednesday, February 06, 2008. The act of repressing; state of being repressed. Psychoanalysis. the rejection from consciousness of painful or disagreeable ideas, memories, feelings, or impulses. A dirthy, filthy whore of a cousin to rage! Seriously though. Like claws against the chalkboards of my mind.like rusty nails being driven through hands and feet. Like a crown of thorns.and me, the idiot puppet on the string, dancing the jig the world's forced upon me.
