abominate absolution

The eyes of Jupiter

All encompassing in resolution of the source code, awakens the deceased from a rift left in the wake of the swarm,

No victory could subscribe, nor would an absolute reparation of a spirit broken, breach its line of sight,

Only the wretched, the beggar or the whore, in reflections of a self, where meaning erodes every waking tense, living to let go, entropy of its finest blend,

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A glimpse into the piercing gaze, elicits an astronomically immense reset, against the desecration of human, beings incentivized to prey in this plane of malcontent,

A solution sold to push the envelope against this cord wrapped around the dream strangulated at birth by a sickness empowered within disconnect,

As a path splits apart across the waters, the ones that dare, take a step forward, willed to much more, brave the winds of change dealt, all in, left to relinquish,

Free sick will, fiending an unknown, fist of a narcissistic edge to break all that submits, as it bends until foreheads touch ground in a flurry of surrender,

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Fits the steadfast rescinding of a spear dulled by refinement of wit to confines of solace, and redeem itself, poised in penance to what has been, denied by precession,

In a final flight for survival toward colossal clouds of fiefdom that confounds forgiveness, Icarus in reverie, left out by the palms of fate in grace and mercy, drowns deliberate,

To bridge a chasm, in amnesty of hope renown and a rage of innocence left asunder. Even if olympus may crumble, & crown’s fray to dust, those eyes though, they deserve to behold all that it bloomed into beautiful.

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tragic symmetry

Kamikaze knights

Bright as the clear blue sky denies a spectacle of the firmament from the ground below,

When the sum & substance of a being enrolls all terminal ends to conclude before its due course,

Zeal blinds to incinerate the modus operandi of men meant to marvel at their means of existence,

Without a grasp over gratuitous wonder, man reaches to be the change held back by curiosity’s tether,

For the charge, to seek an end that meets untenable notions of a guileless morale, is made to measure,

Against the grind, alive through pain, insurrection takes a last stand to absolve a sanity rendered,

To whatever full send, without question or compromise, rebirth or ashes, nothing must follow,

The blinder a faith, the harder a vault must meet rock bottom, in truth, it would only breach the surface of what’s possible.

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rational relativity

Beautiful and strange

The drug of solutions for all of life’s little conquests,
Like a peace offering, to the moans of a death rattle,
Etches over authority as rebellion in a caged bird that sings,

Closer to the truth than what we confound superfluous existences with by default,

Ages seem spent gaurding a source of confinement growing obsolete,

Or is it in absence of consequence to a freedom in the wild that inhabitates this belief,

The shroud shook open, and out grew the viscious holds barred in tomorrow’s,

The irony in blood letting, flight having been a blessing turns tables on it’s need,

Owning power over the pieces of distortion returns it to the course of an encased tenure,

Instead, access to torque vector in flight and controlled fusion reactions alike,

Can’t be reached without concern to any semblance of choice in true nature absolved,

With all the celebration of a breath of fire in rebirth between paradigms stressed on to save anew,

Every sunrise marks exhaustion past to make more room only to rule the limits bestowed.

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Free Fall

Power unquenchable reaches far through a void as sight glows into life in the darkness,
With differences to devour, what it derives forever, if given enough heart to behold,

There still remains the peace of fate, a tease of fulfillment to false criterion ascribed,

The measure of its mistake in contrast to momentum gained, simplifies meaning in life,
To exist beyond the reach of call or reason to persist in a state or two, leaves belief blind,
My endless gaze returns focus to renew in pastures grazed wherein leisure was yet perfect,

Eyes shut down, and the knowledge runs out of room to reassert itself over safe havens,

In the shadows cast, the mind finds even dispersion of effort impossible without ends to meet,

The sacred vow, a prisoner’s sorrow, the foot in a grave, and an experience for all tomorrow’s.

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rogue rhymes

iLife

After allocating associations as accommodations,
Another assumption ascertain’s alliances around accessibility,

Because bizarre by blissful benevolence betrays a being,
Banished beneath a bayonet sky breathing bionic business,

Cause choices command conformity to a coercive conclusion,
Consistent as clarity captured in a chance of confusion,

Denying delusions to decipher discretion in dogmatic dimensions,
Dissipated in droves of discovering dire disturbances,

Elevating its empirical estimates that elude the escalation of enemies,
Evolving to erase effervescent excuses for epitaph’s & eternity,

For fake fuck’s forfeiting finite fissions of fate from facades to face,
Forming fictitious failures to flourish fervent fatuity’s in feasible fixations for fire to fuel the gravity giving governance of galactic games to gain genomic grace??

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