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Kosmos remixed and re-observed
I conjure against that brewing storm
As tears pour from my heart's eye
Torment isn't for the weak minded
when demonic monsters rise
Souls wither, winds howl
The air dreams only of blood
Clouds burned blisters in the skies of torment
The lonely waning wind knows not to tempt fate
My elated submission no longer exists
In the absence of mind...body...soul
I keep laughing, fighting back old tears
leave or stay that's my choice
In the abyss nothing is God
A new day shines for us
Blessing and bane
The same stalk in the same storm
Autumnīs cranium burning bonfire
Twin suns setting embraced the wind
Rainfall in Tibet, snow in Shambala
Were merely dreams, Soon faded to dust
Written on the book's last chapter
A long journey to an ending
She writes books in six words
And the end chapter is close
stars collide in midnight's last kiss
Creation punches holes through time's eye
Two swirling stars about to collide
A better tomorrow is today's creation
Auric staccato hold on/let go
The art of knowing in life
love is linear parallel
starting soon anytime
Words written now in past tense
Clocks screamed there is no time
Sewer rats rose and flies swarmed
It's all relative until it isn't
As tears pour from my heart's eye
Torment isn't for the weak minded
when demonic monsters rise
Souls wither, winds howl
The air dreams only of blood
Clouds burned blisters in the skies of torment
The lonely waning wind knows not to tempt fate
My elated submission no longer exists
In the absence of mind...body...soul
I keep laughing, fighting back old tears
leave or stay that's my choice
In the abyss nothing is God
A new day shines for us
Blessing and bane
The same stalk in the same storm
Autumnīs cranium burning bonfire
Twin suns setting embraced the wind
Rainfall in Tibet, snow in Shambala
Were merely dreams, Soon faded to dust
Written on the book's last chapter
A long journey to an ending
She writes books in six words
And the end chapter is close
stars collide in midnight's last kiss
Creation punches holes through time's eye
Two swirling stars about to collide
A better tomorrow is today's creation
Auric staccato hold on/let go
The art of knowing in life
love is linear parallel
starting soon anytime
Words written now in past tense
Clocks screamed there is no time
Sewer rats rose and flies swarmed
It's all relative until it isn't
Published 11th May 2024
Author's Note
So, feel free to remove if this somehow broke a rule (Isn't that why rules are placed in front of us...?) - Inspired by the 6 word story thread, I took, remixed, mashed up and redubbed some of the lines that resonated with me - and then reordered them into what (I think anyways) is quite an abstract, yet powerful commentary on the Kosmos.
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