VISITORS FROM THE PAST

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    • casp1
    • STAYING IN SPIRIT DESPITE THE MADNESS OF THE WORLD

    VISITORS FROM THE PAST
    VISITORS FROM THE PAST APPROACHING SLOWLY BUT SURELY TAKING OVER, CONSUMING, DRAGGING, DRAGGING ME BACK INTO THAT PIT. THAT PIT THAT I WORKED SO HARD TO GET OUT OF....YET I SEE MYSELF GOING BACK IN...I WON'T I MUSTN'T...IT'S SO EASY TO FALL BUT I MUST FIGHT TO RISE...RISE ABOVE THESE NIGHT SKIES.....AN EXISTENTIAL DILEMMA CRIPPLING THOUGHTS OF A FATE UNIMAGINABLE, OF A TERROR SO DEEP CAN'T BARE ETERNAL SLEEP. COLD REPOSE, CONSCIOUSNESS FROZE. THE SOUND OF DEATH IS A WHISPER IN MY SOUL.....

    I LIVE WITH THIS HAUNTING GIFT, I'M SPLIT ASUNDER I WONDER WHAT IS THIS?  WHAT IS BLISS?....PSYCHOLOGICAL WARFARE...NO PURPOSE JUST FEAR....I'M STAGNATED HERE.....

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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