The Hunt!

And I will hunt you down till the day I die, after that my spirit will keep on hunting you!
And if you died the spirits of my ancestors will hunt you till I’m there. And I will be killing you thousand times a day. You earned it!

An Old One!

we need a ransom for the anthem, explosion to the illusion "MA"

The Child

Inside the monster is a lonely helpless child. So all forgive me!

MAD!

I can’t Double face, when I’m mad at one I’m mad at the universe. Sorry for this but try to accept it!

Circle!

Why does my mind circle around you
Why do planets wonder what it would be like to be you

all your soft wild promises were words
birds, endlessly in flight

JDM - Tape Noon

Heaven Help

The world is falling and you're that lone child sitting in that corner waiting for Heaven's help.
But the Sky is burning and falling down!

Useless

I've left my Nothing, to compete with Silence!

Far Arden Dreams

In conclusion, Darling, let me repeat:
your home is still here, inviolate & certain
and i open the wild smile of remembrance.

This is to you on the anniversary of our first night.
I know you love me to talk this way.
I hope no one sees this message written in the calm lonely far out languid summer afternoon.

With my total love.

JDM - Wilderness

ثورة

!حتى الملائكة تثور, أحيانا

Cry

When i was a little boy they told me not to cry, then i became a stone. Now i enjoy spelling out the feelings & watch myself cry!

[Posted with iBlogger from my iPhone]

The Undead!

They left the last one of them
to die
endlessly
lonesome

Under that tree
in the cool breeze
as he wanted to be
all by himself

Experience the shadows
one final time
until the dawn when he rise
as the Undead!

Confessionaly

I wanted to lead a quiet life, but that ain't happening anymore!

Words Of Wisdom

Sleeplessness is the art of immortals, thou i'm gonna get some sleep...

Gothic Love Quote

I'll eat your Heart!

Words Of Wisdom!

To understand the Self you have to go Irrational sometimes!!!

Scar!

with the lights out everything seems to be shiny instead, the loneliest bar, the dream guitar & that scar!

Voices!

The Loudest Voice propagates through the Moth that devoured its own Eggs!

Self Control

"Self Control." The patient must not run.
When monsters & witches rise from darkness, he must stand his ground in order to observe. No action prompted by anxiety can rule his mind.
The gratification of dependency must be relinquished, as difficult to as unclenching sticky fingers from around a lollipop. There should be no commotion, no noise. Only in stillness can one observe, like the stillness in the eye of a hurricane.
"Arthur Deikman"

One Of Those Days

One Of Those Days, when you wish you were dead before your birth!

Testing Tumblr

Testing the unreal tournament of reality, blocked the feeds of sanity. dreaming a dream of a clueless bird, singing a song about some worthless shit.