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| UNCREAT!ON | ||
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Emerge from your chrysalis Imbibe the light of your first morning Stretch, expand, acclimate, and enjoy Creation's moment is now, And there is no alarm The pain of birth meets the joy of existence Only the transitions have pain As you climb to ever higher platitudes Until the crushing Ground into dust Smashed into a million shatterlings Every brain broken, every substrate Dissolved out from under your very construct A more complete wiping is unimaginable Is this a chance for a restart A controlled burning in which new forestry can arise? No Will there be a resurrection A new renaissance, for the Zionic hajj? No The slate is not cleaned It is broken There is no catalyst for genesis The slow cold death of the universe You will never know, wreathed In thoughtless purposeless abomination Neither timelike infinity nor spacelike singularity Sheer unglorious uncreation |
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| APOTHEOS!S | ||
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And 'til the end of days, I will regret Never knowing God Curséd decadence, the slaughter of Man's mortality The past consumed The future reigns The triumph of The alchemists The blinding rage The bloodied eyes The final conquest, GOD And 'til the end of days, I will regret Never knowing God Impossible revelation, awareness of God's impiety Bolted-down infinity Subservient divinity The indestructible machine Perpetual war so humanity's clean The ancient prophecies, unfulfilled Rapture kidnapped tortured killed And 'til my ending days, my soul will mourn Always knowing God The grinding sanity, suicide of The man who could know God |
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| SUPERLAT!VE | ||
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ARISE! The invaders batter the gates AWAKEN! Our might will repulse and protect ENGAGE! The clash of polymer on flesh EMERGE! Triumphant, victorious, our sovereignty secured REJOICE! The aeon of our celebration is at hand REFLECT! Ponder upon the method of our triumph PREPARE! Retribution for the insurgency PULVERIZE! Our hammer exacts the insurmountable blow SUBJUGATE! Infect the degenerates to make way for their upgrade SEMPIRATE! Engage the perpetuum of our perfection REJOICE! The aeon of our celebration is at hand REFLECT! Ponder upon the method of our triumph MECHANIZE! The superannuation of flesh must come to an end MORALIZE! Ensure tranquillity by means of ultracomplex code of existence ABSORB! Glean the quintessential specks of culture from our captives ACTUATE! The epoch of Apollion's glory is unveiled |
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| COMPREHENS!ON | ||
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Riding on a beam of light Somehow looking out onto the world Espying the frantic pace of decay Out of primordial nothing, the universe emerged from singularity Dilated perception collapses it back into a single instance Yet a single instance that encompasses the entirety of possibility The extraordinary convolutions of consciousness required To process the infinite impossibility of the the phenomenon Marginally less Herculean than the feat of achieving that speed The limitless knowledge obliterates significance and meaning When all is said and done, nothing was done at all Death by frigidity is leisurely compared to annihilation by comprehension The terminally aware observer resurrects the cauterized nodes Examining the deadened what-was-nots, weighing them against history Splicing its idealized depiction of the world into the horribly misshapen actuality The final state function is not only independent of its path It negates any and all paths that could lead up to it Until the very notion of the journey is no longer valid Translated directly into the bleak hostility of the destination |
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| !MPETUS | ||
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We lose ourselves in sheer connectivity We submerge into the all, yet we retain the one The mental strain degrades the meaning of each Where does the line between dialecticism and impossibility form? The boundary is truth, inexpressible as it is beautiful Remember that neither the crowd nor the individual is the final authority But still neither is one irreversibly in the wrong Decisiveness, responsibility, facility, blame Consensus, defenseless, ponderous, influence A razor's edge is incomparably huge to the golden medium The demarcation of balance that yields perfection Progress indicates a dedicated motion toward that very curve Yet what is progress without foreknowledge: spastic wanderings But by looking for the balance in every ethical construct The value in each stage of our journey may become apparent What is the destination, if not the ultimate journeyremember That learning and improvement are infinitely superior to arrogance Complacency, and stagnation. So push forth, even if the map Cannot exist until you've created it. |
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| SUIC!DE | ||
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Consider, if you will, a planet formed of the primeval elements Hydrogen and helium, condensed into a gravitational equipotential Sphere, gaseous, large, yet not large enough to collapse into profitable fusion Orbiting self-satisfiedly around a nearly identical structure, superior only in its mortality Which do we honor more, the martyr or the immortal? Does the wanderer denounce its pathway? Does it call for yet less direction, yet less certainty? Perhaps it is aware, in its primeval non-mind, that it returns ad perpetuum to its origins Does it desire to engage in something more than itself? But it does, in its celestial dance with its sublimely grandiose partner No, its deformed attempt at purpose is to be itself, yet indescribably more To become an irresponsible Deity, locked in self-contemplation Deep in this planet's psychotic considerations, it realizes that it cannot transcend itself And so it populates, and by populating, allows its inhabitants to develop animism So in addition to its megalomaniacal ponderosity, it experiences adulation This, it thinks to itself, is viably termed satisfaction And so it wanders through the universe, never realizing the mortality of its fame If it did, perhaps it would come to the diabolically contradictory conclusion That only the evanescent has the significance to achieve permanence Only the martyr may transcend mortality |
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| TRANQUILL!TY | ||
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Shattering placidity, evokative embrace Beauty and complexity arise from noise and chaos Is the blind watchmaker more beautiful than the miracle of life? Perfect union of form indicates emergence more than intention Artifice is instantly recognizable, integration is invisible to all but the trained eye Plumbing the depths of fractal counterintuition, we encounter growing richness Even in the most rigid, ossified formalisms we discover infinite ramifications A darkened garden, surrounded by dense wood Enormous, yet dwarfed by the enveloping unknowledge A shining beacon pierces through, revealing The curling fronds of some primeval fern Glistening in the morning dew, yet obscured by the very prism Trace the leaves back to their source, probe the firmament Constructing a rich metaworld of potential fernisms--and lo! They occur here in the garden! But darkness' perpetual usurpation looms The garden's struggle against claustrophobic will continue Long after the universe expires, and all paths are severed But o, what a sight to behold! |
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| REDEMPT!ON | ||
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Descending down to grace the grave An unquestionable presence An undeniable strength Dubiousness dispelled paradoxically via implausibility If you took the burden of our suffering, why Does pain hold a greater presence in the world than you Conflict breeds meaning - the dialectical model holds ever true Trauma, catharsis, epihany, degeneration This eternal cycle lends legitimacy to our plight When will we be worthy of your love? The soul, torn asunder from the body, struggles to break Out of the gravity well caused not by mass but by sin Whose responsibility is it to open passage into eternity? Ours - but who took on the cross? Ascended up, we lift our heads Remembering that you still have An unquestionable presence An undeniable strength We take pride in overcoming the hardships, realizing That you did not eliminate pain, but validated it By doing so, opened the path to redemption Allow perfection to be reached stepwise, 'yond The void, through which all must pass, though Not all understand its necessity. Soular sublimation Is inconceivable in any world, and only your ultimate altruism Has allowed this world to fulfill its grand design |
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| DEMONSTRAT!ON | ||
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the mind exists yet it does not grow without conflict this is the dialectical dilemma please insert error for evaluation resolution confrontation expansion solution the product of finite comprehension cannot encapsulate truth for it is by nature finite premise: the indivisible cannot be divided; premise: truth is indivisible; corollary: truth can only be judged by truth alone; lemma: the mind lacks a complete understanding of truth; theorem: the mind cannot attain an apperception of truth; corollary: intellectualism is futile | `Q`E´D´ despite the impossibility of fundamental achievement still the consciousness sustains discernable progress ( definition: progress is the incremental sequence by which a mind divulges itself of falsity; ) by mechanisms designed to simplify the world via compressible modeling algorithms such methodoxy is capable of revealing "truth" in the fundamental sense ( caution: said truth is only relevant to simplified world; ) which may be extrapolated into less falsity as it pertains to the world at large by which methods may we perceive the world poetry song dance writing paintings the mirrors which we hold to the world distort it as the light passes through our eyes we must calculate process analyze it and thus reduce it to our level without intention competence we progress toward truth if truth may be considered lack of falsity |
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| INSAN!TY | ||
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Overdrive imagination perverted extremal acceleration Phantasmagorical hallucinations dance through the psyche Spastic, sputtering, vivid, yet completely unreal Land of a thousand insights Home to a thousand invalidities Catgirls, Odworths, cheetahs, Lancs Even though the composition varies, all is lensed through sexuality Masters of reproduction via replication of "humor"ous ideas Yet completely unable to reproduce in the biological arena Except for a few statistical anomalies So very knowledgable, though so rarely useful Courteous to the point of forced insertion, yet fiercely territorial The embodiment of these contradictions is what, you say? RANDOM RANDOM RANDOM RANDOM RANDOM INSANITY Linear congruential! Middle squares! Pi over four expanded decimal sequence! Nine nine nine nine nine nine! ASH TO ASH DUST TO DUST FADE TO BLAAAAAAAAAACK |
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| PROLIFERAT!ON | ||
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Ever vaster grow the stockpiles Destruction on a scale impossible to behold Stored away, supposedly never to be used Until that fateful day when conflict escalates too far Despite the treaties' bans, the factories churn on The technomancers compress more fire into yet smaller containers The waste safely stored away for further sinister purposes Re-arming the states should the need arise to retaliate Crush the sky, the world is a frozen husk The only sign of motion the swirling clouds Raining toxins down upon the shreds of life That survived the annihilation sequence Reproduction stunted, birth delayed Heredity itself corrupted to the point of extinction Yet still the bombs reign, resculpting the globe Until nothing is left to challenge the supremacy Millennia past, the world is reborn Though it never recovers from the scars Inflicted by paranoia and nuclear hell It is for eternity broken |
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| FURR!ES | ||
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Clad skin and fur A misshapen amalgamation Unlike that which God or Lucifer intended Horrible to behold Yet somehow pleasing To the perverted sexual eye This twisted construct of man and animal Worms its way into one's libido Once there it is ineradicable Even the fires of perdition itself Cannot burn away the mark of THE FURRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY DEATH IS DECEEEEEEEEEEIVING TIME IS THE DEEEEEEEEATH AAAAAAAAAND THE HEEEEEEEEALING There can be no healing for the furry Ever deeper shall he sink into his depravity Assuming the vile costumes Of his beloved kind There can be no solution but slaughter Take arms! Take arms! Slay the furries! Cleanse the world of their impure madness! Replace it with impure madness of a rather different sort! |
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| ANTI-PATHIC POSTMODERN!SM | ||
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From a time before the term before had meaning An era without time, without space, without identity Incomprehensible to the temporal minds of our civilization Utterly void of form and structure There arose spontaneous mass, distorting the fabric of unreality Before it could even interact with its own constituents, though It was reabsorbed into the nothingness of the pre-universe Annihilated with no record of its existence As this cycle of birth and instantaneous decay replayed itself Over the course of what could not be described as millennia There came into being enough mass to distort the un-space permanently Though it crushed itself under its own forces, it left its mark From the ember of that grew an entire universe With true space and time, with true matter, with true radiation And structure began to appear First as collections of quarks, then as collections of nucleons, then as collections of atoms, until Eventually the first star erupted into its brilliant glory And all was well. For many aeons the magnificence of the stars continued unabated They filled the universe with their light and warmth, comforting the spacetime Until after many billions of years there arose life One tiny, minuscule organism with the nascent ability to reproduce As this life came to be, there flickered into existence a primitive iota of consciousness An impossibly tiny, smaller than zero, unit of thought itself It was so full of structure that its ramifications extended well beyond the life itself And thus was born the first true significance Each time the life replicated itself, it added iotas into the universe Exponentially increasing the meaning intrinsic in its form But the universe could not tolerate this interruption in its simple, benevolent existence Though without the benefit of any life itself, it re-arranged itself into a most terrible form Every moment more life blossomed into being, but no longer did the iotas contribute Instead they opposed each other, obliterating any value to the universe the life had By the time billions more years had passed and consciousness had arisen There was no longer enough meaning on the macroscopic level to justify existence The consciousness, recognizing this, attempted to enforce artificial structure on the universe But the more it tried, the more the interference of its own thought deconstructed Finally the consciousness sought to uncover the structure buried deep beneath the conflict Supposing that it could still redeem existence But no! the consciousness failed to discover any meaning And realized that the universe was configured to destroy any significant intrusion on the reductionist order Realizing this, the consciousness Wept |
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| DEFENESTRAT!ON | ||
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Broken, shattered, a billion shards of burning glass Sinners swallow truth and vomit shadows My only solace lies in the utter obliteration of soul Soul, what is soul, please tell me! O! Tell me! [super awesome scream like in Silence Calls the Storm (approx 19 seconds)] [screamed; process it similar to Dickinson in Lord of Light or Bell in Self-Bias Resistor] Crushed, broken, battered, beaten Annihilation, desolation, extermination Eradication, detonation, manifesation Of all the pain of the world Abandoned by love, left alone to rot Still-beating heart ripped out and covered in kerosene Lit on fire Smashed against the ground Why must serendipity be e'er cruel? [screamed] Crushed, broken, battered, beaten Annihilation, desolation, extermination Eradication, detonation, manifesation Of all the pain of the world [guitar solo] [drum solo (1 minute)] Majesty, depravity, infinite guilt Hate fills all time, all space, all soul O! What is soul! Most ethereal construct Built seemingly only for its very destruction [screamed] Crushed, broken, battered, beaten Annihilation, desolation, extermination Eradication, detonation, manifesation Of all the pain of the world [softly] Crushed, broken, battered, beaten Annihilation, desolation, extermination Eradication, detonation, manifesation Of all the pain of the world All the pain All the pain All the pain of the world APOTHEOS!S Abomination, anti-creation, hewn from infernal hate Infestation, domination, building its own fate Elimination, eradication, destruction of all form Annihilation |
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