Now

I wish I had a fear of no tomorrow
it would make today more precious
ever-wandering me could stop and think
no further than the next meal
next sex
next paycheck from some authority
some social disease like the government

fear of no tomorrow
doesn’t bring peace
but it gives you a chance to live now
whatever now you can hunt down for yourself
or
whatever now follows you behind as yesterday
but it doesn’t really exist
the only thing you need to remember is to stop now
in the middle of the street
and talk to it
like it mattered to you
imagine now is your mother
never far
never a stranger
otherwise now
will be deeply disappointed
it will scream inside like a madman you are
and guess what
you need those lungs for breathing now
not tomorrow
today
try deep

Truce

the two of us
got tired of each other
especially me of alien him
God expired
but we can’t go separate ways
as we share the code to my body
hatchery overlords wouldn’t allow it
they need virgin birth
I need peace on Earth
I wouldn’t call it symbiosis
it is an uneasy truce
before all-out war
before I take a pill
to kill the parasite

Games

how do I
born out of that crumpled night

conjure up answers to questions you madly asked?
how do I find your tears in the falling rain I deliberately seeded outside?
how do I turn yesterday into now and forever
as we planned
when together was still an option?
visions of us
easy to say
easy to play the light and shadow games
trading days for happiness or misery
pleasure or pain
insane
insane arrangement
everything remains caught inside
time capsule grows transparent
as desires fade into illusions

 

Plot

love is the only exit strategy worth living for

bars of gold
brass medals
iron cross
and you are just a clay figurine
keeping your head down
rushed
running for cover
undone by desires

don’t you think finding purpose masqueraded as finding meaning for too long?
turn around
look me in the eyes
whatever you become I have been before:
a fool

if you see me shed tears
I am lying to you
I am not attached to anything
money

memories
bread
mean nothing since I made sense of my prayers

angels
demons
r
eady to start over when you are

first come
first served
gore sunsets have taught me
not all the preachers danced to the tune of big God

 

 

 

 

Visible density

In my world
Earth is a cave
blinded by rotating fireworks
consciousness doesn’t evolve
it expends beyond all concepts
thoughts get corrupted
gravity is a false notion
time a lie

there is the beginning and an end to each life
while existence lasts beyond visible density
In my world
I am not looking for understanding
in the end
the living tree will not feel for a fallen leaf

every man for himself
is the only religious experience
I have inherited from my reptile ancestors
playing observant
silent gods
it doesn’t help me defeat primitive drives
when I am feeding them with all the fire
I can master within the limits of my anatomy
attached to a universal free spirit
cosmos is made of

here
my brain is so much wiser than reptilian reality
the reality I give as little nourishment as humanly possible
to literally
fuck off

cannibal
dark
monstrosity
I try to get away from
before it confuses my priorities
and I am forced to let it feed on me

Waterfall of darkness

sir,
you are being hunted
safe houses are hunted
holy waters contaminated
instincts are worked to kill
horses of apocalypse got as savage as riders

tell me something new, sir
tell me what’s on your mind?
since my mind got infected with hallucinations
tell me that
a new generation needs a kick in the face
air heavy with bitterness but I still hope to see people fly
Jesus in lethargy
is this a joke?
let the patience run out and the sky fall down
embrace rising
embrace shining
fireflies escape the system of the jar with light

sir,
why did you shut your mouth?
why did you throw away your madness?
comatose is not good enough
you need to die to be reborn
your soul will peel the paint off the walls
to come back as a body with a face
after it learns to walk on water a step ahead
of the vampire below
all dust
all lies
I am taking waterfall of darkness
to Sunday dance,
sir
no time
is where I go

Kowalski melody

life is a pretty radical melody to them
I hope you do not intend to go quiet
put it on fire Kowalski
escalate
Smith
Haddad
Patel

the everlasting message of energy in power
whenever the minds collide
to create thunder
how do you tell motionless and voiceless from corrupt?
wake the synchronicity to defeat the parasite sitting on your lap
listening to your heart
draining all desires
calming the riot with cerebral spells
short-wave deceit eating your brain
just a man
refrain from progression into subjectivity
don’t babysit the impurity of the fallen

 

Travel

fields of passage
bore us a fruit
low energies conspiring into the shape of wonder
entering into the deceit of flesh
welcome to where we rule
inferior form
your code is broken
learn time and space
to miss us by all dimensions
that could have taken you out of a nutshell

paranoia sets in before proof of being
you were given expression in dust
enjoy defeat regardless of where the 
vortex of your soul
is meant to travel after incarnation declines
and this annoying shock of you among us
expires

 

 

Charade

identity
take one by mouth
every twelve months
this coming twelve
might be the final stage
of the disease called You

Moons change
insanity comes to an end
where it originated as a place that made you belong
surroundings sorted out by colors and shapes
by failure to learn
your head swollen from wearing masks
from how much pain your fate has taken
how much dance and beating drum
to seed the clouds
neuronal pathways to dead-end found
the female deities of the totem finally awakened

thought of yourself as one
took so many names to survive
count lost
and all the pieces from different worlds
made the charade worth its weight in enlightenment
peace on Earth
Lord willing
is logical fallacy

Life on Earth in a minute

to seem true and concerned
they prove nothing but lies
cast them out
relentlessly reel our minds to the robotic hive
communicate what does not exist
as being deeply dear
sensual
web of days and nights
hanging in front of our eyes
spider-like splinter
mercilessly cutting through visions of death and life

I do not walk on my head
even if I could
but to them, I surely do
pose a challenge
and thus am in need of being drastically rearranged
low-frequency spine moderates function of my brain
dissonance feeds on flesh
and i
f I burn my skin in the process
they will say it is all there
glittering
  and beautiful as always

bricks are born oval square
ever is just an illusion
normal is sick
abnormal fresh and young
fountains
trees
laughter are rotten
like milk teeth and oral sex

cooling is warming
sin brings happiness
the planet is a globe
the globe is so plain I see no end to boundaries
confusion is god
schism the only path they propose
let’s make both sides furious
faces unrecognizable
and call our labors
weapon of mass antagonism