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The dive into numbness, the only option today. Retreating into oblivion never felt so effortless. Forging the path within an eternal descent. Hope, progress, and growth spring from the crypt of realized fallacies. Living through death. Learning to love. Embracing discontent. Face down. Bloodletting and forgetting. Exorcising demons. Exercising futility.

Whispered words these walls breathe the inanity of accusation
And a moment of gifting passes through what once was identity
In a movement beyond truth and falsity I can sense them in the mountains
On either side of every side
Basking in the seething sun this flesh conjures the infinite mind
While well worn pillars of objectivity collapse as if blown asunder
By the blameless pawns of poets ecstatically exhuming treasures of forgotten grace
The in-betweens surpassing their localities this grey disease reproducing

A storm beyond what eyes can see but read my palm till the end.
Deafening smoldered persistence a rift never destined for mend.
A somber lament insignificance.
Lines traced in your eyes no repent.
Horizons of fire dance with gypsy intent.
Lustfully wisdom blankets our eyes.
Hypnotized by fires inside.
A Vessel unearthed and burning and learning to burn alive.

In my darkest hour my blood runs free
In my darkest hour my blood runs free
I've come to lie on the fire
I've come to stare at the sun
Where two bleed as one
I've come to lie on the fire
I have come to you to stare at the sun
Is it time the sun arrived to burn away the numb

In the shadow of defamation, the unforgivable lie, hidden inside
Giving breath to the flames, a curse out of will, burning all that bears your name, only ashes remain
Fabrication reversed, returned to the earth, in solitude was an unmatched power given birth
Spreading these wings, deflecting deceit, laughing in the wake of fate
This conviction will not wane, fly away
The cycle complete, the theft and the gift
Wounds wisened through time, and the blink of the eye
Deeds performed in the light, truth instilled, instincted

Fire dance of self deprecation dopamine receptivity
The orphans of piety we are birthed into sorrow and shame
A truth to believe a thirst for reprieve
Our throats scorched with the sins of our fathers we burn with the sins of our fathers
These sacred certainties floated right past me and I cannot remember my name
Scandalous proclivity these orphans of piety
We cherish our reprimand pain in your shadow where I stand
Draw a circle around me in the sand I have breathed in but released your lungs

Enticed by the myriad multiplicity.
Entombed by our own disguise.
We will dive into vast unknowns.
An ember remains to unearth a hope.
The undercurrent rises from the fading coals.
Blown tethered cross the plain far from sanctuary's gaze.
In search of what could not be spoken.
Scripted and gifted and parted.

Life ends as leaves fall. Occam’s razor strikes again.
Can I dance if I have no soul?
If I go under will you find me cold?
And if I travel to distant lands, would you walk beside me and hold my hand?
Blessed realization.
Blessed consternation.
Suffering from aberration.
Sores ignored panic restored.