to escape the eclipse

skill to comprehend,
nor will to understand,
do you possess within,
when you assume the end,
actions pose imitation,
and willpower is pretend.

toward the scorched horizon,
beyond their hopes or reason,
i've set forth to finally become,
by essential challenge,
what had always beckoned,
sung by the awakened.

[If, as nothing, I return,] I'd meet again to talk your 'truth(?) of error', [in the end.]

Darkness of the heart.

Ink Boy: "There once was a boy who never had fun.
To him the world was black and there was no sun."

There's now a girl who understands,
that blackend heart, of that young man.
She could bring her sun[light] into his land.
And he'll be joyful 'till the end;
'til her last beam of sun grows dim.
Then they'll greet his darkness, once again,
but, 'this time things change' says her hand... holding his.

One can never know the light without the dark.
And there's no lonliness, within one's heart,
without another, who first broke it apart.
Thus, toward the unknown, one must start,
and seek until one finds one's way ^(oneself), lurking in the dark.

Beware the monsters of a black, cold heart.
To venture alone, in this dark---perilous art.
So will she help him find his way?
Point her finger towards his safest fate?
Save him from that same mistake?
That I too, years past, once made,
To learn how easy one can stray.
To skip within the range of blackest flame.
To tempt my life with the Abyss de Pain.
All because I went alone with hate.

And whether curse or blessing, it's too late.
And I dare not teach you the way.
But I warn of dangers that await.
Unless you find a needle for your thread,
to guide you where you need be led.

the day has come
to let go of holding on
and fade out and become
a shadow of the sun
a shade of change
another done un-done

the fear(s) of loss

The two of you play a tainted game of love and pain, longing and gain.
But in the end it's still the same... two halves spiraling around playfully, in focus or blurred... complementaries obtaining their true meaning, as the truth of this world is expressed completely.
...
I love so deeply.
Everything else loses flavor.
Everything else seems incomplete.
You are the only thing my eyes will see.
But do you feel the same about __?
...
Everything she'd ever do wasn't quite as it'd seem.
What if the girl you think you know, is nothing but a dream.
...
Emotions cloud reasoning.
Reasoning is endless.
Relative life is limited.
...
Learning to let go of what I fear to lose.
Learning to let go of what I don't know.
Forget who I was and who I want to be.
Forget what you did and what it will mean.
It's not choosing this [fucked up] reality.
It's a point of view outside of me.
...
This is the last [psuedo-]step.

Zodiac Warriors

The cub concealed, the scorpian arrives at the virgin's side.

Still can't say what you mean,
or clearly can you see,
and mean what you say.
You're surrounded by eternity,
---and yet you fade away!

The scorpion is stung. A mother, the virgin becomes.

Revealed what was concealed,
you remind me, that i forget what is real.
Was it essential to undo what was done?
---or is this the truth from which I run?
Confusing assumptions with reality.

Fate is not sealed but the lion is revealed.

My world is getting smaller everyday as everything's taken away.
I've decided [and convinced myself] not to stay...
[More and more] I think there was no other way,
All this truth converges [toward that fate].
That way, I cannot  [safely] go down, again.

Tales reborn with magical lies. How long shall the dreamers dream, tonight?

Fading away, the entire dream.
Nothing is quite as it seems.
Keep looking but can't find yourself still hiding in between.
Reflecting the sadness felt, is that all you want to be?
Be bold my dear, go beyond the so-called fear,
Haven't you heard? We cannot die, not here, not right ---
--now... let's begin again, toward the horizon,
And forget how this is all supposed to end.

Within the pool the waters spiral...
Within the plane of conscious denial...
Within my grasp the children torn...
Within the past the answer is born.

When the day has come, this shall be done un-done.
The truth will change your world [and ascertain your potential.]
After that day, nothing shall remain the same.

Itachi's Letter.

I'm tired of the respons[e]ibilities... there is no future for this soc----... I cannot walk the[ir] path any longer.

Nothing is beyond our total capacity.

How many have forgotten what is most important to them, because they cling to something insubstantial [incomplete and unreal] like their identity and beliefs?

"True change cannot be made if it's bound by laws and limitations, predictions and imagination."

It's foolish to fear the unreal, the unknown, and the inevitable.

How one fails to measure their capacity--to see the depth of reality.

How blinded by time; this psuedo-dreamer's dream ultimately ends one [mis]concept[ion] at a time.

If you open your eyes [your-self] to the truth, the real secret is written there [everywhere].

You too, dear hypo-thesis* can awaken the same >< as he [had].
You too, luminous [and potential] syn-thesis** are neither [limited by] this crude matter nor this fleeting interpretated translation.

(* Hypo- : under-before)
(** Syn- : unity-totality)

Shall no one cross this un-crossable abyss?
And it is dark; time, space, and concept will blur.

"The only way out is through," (a)cross the bottomless abyss.
And it is dangerous, "once open, the door never closes."

No longer fear what you see [past the reflection]...

What you want.

Do what you want to do.
Say what you want to say.
Will you be who you want to be?
Will you choose the way you want to play?

And what is holding you back? What is blocking your way?
Change to remain, there is nothing that you lack.
Change is the game, there are no real limits today.

Happiness is a state of mind. [Static subsides.]
Choose to live the life you want.
Saddness is a state of change. [And lonliness fades.]
Choose destiny the synthesis of fate and chance.

For you,
friends,
lovers,
Father,
Mother.

What could I ever try to say?

Maintains the flow. No word (mis)used nor expression (con)fused.
But deadly emotions live on the unknown (!) horizon.
Around those corners, beyond these limits, outside one's awareness,
Waiting for him, to consume the dreamer, as the dreams progress.
And if he could change... ? But this dangerous unknown feels like home.

Mixing the wine.

And how I do dream...

"I jumped in the river and what-did-I-see?
Black-eyed angel(s) swam with me,
A moon full of stars and astral cars,
All the things I used to see,
All my lovers were there with me,
All my past and future(s),
There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt."
~(Radiohead - "Pyramid Song")~

3ach bit of truth in every(way)direction.
3ach piece percieved in any(thing)connection.
3ach part of you in some(body)relation(ship).
Who I'll become... (con-fusion)) ... beyond des(ins)cription (deception).

"Everyone's saying different things to me,
(different things to me)
Everyone's taking everything they can,
(everything they can)
Do you believe in what you see?
Motionless wheel, nothing is real
Wasting my time, in the waiting line
and i'll shout-i'll scream, but rather not have seen, and i hide away for another day
Do you believe in what you feel?
There doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me."
~(Zero 7 - "In the Waiting Line")~

And who's right?

You make me feel... "like there's a part of me that I want to get back again"

And who's left?

"You came in from the darkness, and left the door open wide,
Stood there like a vision, before my unbelieving eyes.
fear has gripped the heart, whispering your name
hear the silence screaming, do they sound the same?
[do] I believe in what I see, and also what I hear,
but did the night [my mind] play tricks on me?
or were you really there? Am I being hypnotized?"
~(Paul Oakenfold - "Hypnotized")~

... beyond the pilgram(age).

Addiction

Late night to early day,
Tempt me, trusting, led astray
And dare you say:

"When marimba rhythms start to play
Dance with me, make me sway
Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore
Hold me close, sway me more."
(song: Sway)

Come before you leave the way you tease:

"Like a flower bending in the breeze
Bend with me, sway with ease
When we dance you have a way with me
Stay with me, sway with me"
(song: Sway)

Does his way, fulfill your need?
Far more, this life, left to see.
Let me change your world, set you free.

for these, your fading to nothing

broken worlds apart (breaking down beating hearts)
lost your seducing art (lost between scattered parts)
the pieces are falling (our reasons are slipping)
and there is no turning (my destiny burning)
back away from calling (when silence is screaming)
a fire's lie alight (fires lieing inside)
to stray from chosen path (finding oneself at last)
finally die, epic height (have always, our sweet night)

(for) that look in your eyes, to feel alive
(these) secrets you hide, deep inside
(your) always left alone in the end
(fading) timid voice within my head
(to) sleep i'm taken, temptful bed
(nothing) in everything alone in the end

had you no idea, within us, this power?
where fear cannot save you, the secret's revealed.
out beyond this world, where dreams no longer dreamed.
and the reality of our totality isn't unseen.
only those awake, appreciate what it means,
returning to mis-reality, with the un-for-seen

the boX

our paths crossed
all i could do was walk away
back into darkness

(con-FUSION)
where is my light?
this cage of night,
this fearsome sight,
this lonly height,
this constant fight,
this nearing white.
dear, broken lover,
i see you cry,
and ask you why,
my love can die.

(quest-ion)
why can't i stay?
who calls me away?
what destiny awaits?

// measuring the capacity while mastering all things, beyond these judgements.

Find peace in what is done.
Seek stillness in the chaos.
Be more than words.

Be more than my words.

A QUESTion OF FREEDOM

Everything that's happened, EVERYTHING(!), happened for a reason, for this one choice.
Everything's coming together: all experiences, all 'choices', all people, all lives, all perspectives, all actions, all possibilities from my perspective and the vast know-ledge(s) of man.

...converging upon a single uni-perceptual ultra-perspective.
...emerging from infinite mis-configurations.
...purging all illusion, incompletion, and mis-understanding.
BEHOLD the ultimate potential!
BEHOLD the boundless absolute!
BEHOLD the power unlimiting!
A time when time itself becomes consciously accessible, and paradox crumbles!

The CHOICE is clear. Do I answer the Call?
Two paths, two destinations, towards ultimate realization.
The question remains, ⅓ or ⅔?

When that moment passes by, and the choice has been made, i'll finally realize eXilius, and the (???) will begin.

the FORgotten

Curse my mother and bless her still. For blame, truly, she takes heir.
Yet, never forget...her eyes touched mysteries of the unaware...
Beyond veils of perception, a worthless life awaited.
'til her words of fire burned all to ash and set me free [the Avatar]
...born again, born anew, i have awoken.

Warrior, i am. Farewell fear and pain,
and welcome Lonliness, together we travel,
you've never left my side, all of my power came from you...
and welcome Change, the true guardian angel,
you opened my eyes, you taught me truth...
and welcome Death, the only gatekeeper left,
i no longer fear you, i shall choose when...

And what is to be done? ... that I become ...

"ending what had begun, didn't let anyone get in
left with a trace of all that was, and all that could have been"
(--trent reznor)

...and then
I said farewell to all
without hope or reason
and went forth to become
what had always beckoned.

blasphemy

The sea of tears will flow, upon its birthing crests rides tomorrow's undercurrent.
The sea of tears will crash, down onto sands of time and change: forever mixed.
I too am the sea, for I shall drown all fear and lies: erase the weak.
I too was the sea, for I can extinguish anger and overflow fortification.
I too become the sea, for you are the rivers that flow into me.
And where does one go when one does not know?
And what does one do when one has come through?
And who is anyone but not one of none?
Thus, the undercurrent comes: the overman walks.
Living dreams of fiery life.
What is free besides the blasphemy within me?

the essence of letting go...

Are words not perfect?
Are outcomes ever known?
To see cause and effect in action alone?
Is life not static? What deja-vu!
Is a person not constant? Then who are you?

Your preconceptions...
...these connections...
...those possessions...
...they weigh you down.
Can you free yourself and die?
Can you leave it all behind?
You have the control to give up control.
You have to know that you do not know.