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American Dream

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American Dream

I find myself elated At such dark and dull a prospect This life is going places At what cost, I can't be bothered I find myself excited At the buzz of my alarm Surprises are unwelcome I'll stick to my routine I find myself fast sleeping At the wheel of my own life I veer across the freeway While I'm still safely dreaming I've still got the fire I've still got the fight I'm working my way up there One desk job at a time

Dawn's First Light

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Dawn's First Light

A slowly building tension These lines laid down at dawn's breaking Fuel the need now to make, create Figures deserving of righteous redemption To guide us in glory to holy ascension Out of darkness, out of hell proper Rising tides break loudly below us Bones broken before, no longer aching In flight from our tombs We've escaped hell's vast stopper

Misguided

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Misguided

Softly ringing in my ear Is this what all the others hear? A voice so light, much like a bell Guiding me straight down to hell Now smiling lips spread wide with glee Is this what all the others see? A face so sweet, much like a doll From which rings out this ghastly call And from my face skin starts to peel Is this what all the others feel? I'm falling now, I'm falling down My scalp adorned by one huge crown As heat fast builds, I crave a drink Is this what all the others think? Before eternal, damning fire Steals song out from each harp and lire

Still Life

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Still Life

A top suspended mid spin And a jack-in-the-box just half-sprung A house of cards paused mid-tumble And a doll that's been dropped now half-fallen A boy's curious eyes absorb it all These toys stopped in action and in fall Before the top slows and falters And the jack-in-the-box springs fully out Before the house of cards crumbles And the doll finds its way down to earth

Silence is a virtue

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Silence is a virtue

A silent man should not be overlooked For each unspoken word there is a thought A silent man cannot be denounced For he voices no belief A silent man does not speak For he knows words are forgotten

Chaos Rampant

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Chaos Rampant

Madness runs rampant through our fair city The destruction that's wrought, it sure is a pity One man sits atop this new wave of fire No longer is he made to wait and conspire The streets worship him as their malevolent god Each filthy denizen is bedazzled and awed By this mighty spectre, this man dressed in red As though from a match head, sparks from his tongue fly Where each word lands flames stretch to the sky His arms sweep out wide in grandiose gestures While to his dark students he dutifully lectures On the greatness of chaos and the boredom of patterns On the futility of man and yet how he matters And all is for naught for

Artifice

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Artifice

A device which has not an inventor Is no device at all For if it is not of intelligence It is of stupidity And as such only serves to further ignorance To advance the decay of advancement And to destroy man's greatest gift: the mind A device which has not an inventor Is an artifice born of nature An abomination And an affront to the natural order A river is stupid, a canal is progress A forest fire is ignorant, a cooking fire is advance A metal is natural, a weapon is scientific The mind, man's greatest gift gives us the power to shape our world And remake it in our image Earth will be a device; a device with purpose And man

Do Not Fear

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Do Not Fear

Do not fear the blind man Who does not see your face He cannot see the dress you wear Nor all its ruined lace Do not fear the angel Who judges with a gun He does not see your darkened mind But only what you've done Do not fear the blacksmith Who first gave man the sword He may be selling death to us But now we'll not be bored Cry not for the broken hearted Cry not for the dead Cry not for the weak of spirit Nor for those who've led

City Life

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City Life

My eyes open to the dark And there is no sound Rising is a chore, for my limbs are weary And like stones try to drag me back down I get up I eat There comes the familiar drip, drip of water from the pipes As old and rusty as the city But now a glow comes from the window Not the glow of fire and death But of a new sun rising over this dead place And life is breathed into it by its brightness And its purity And it cleanses the city Cars move in the once stagnant streets And the sound of them fills up the air The drip, drip grows louder Not a product of decay But the newly stirred heart of the city Each beat meets a brighter l

Dreamscape

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Dreamscape

Dreams are swirling in my head As I'm laying down to bed Thoughts profound and thoughts mundane A vision of a weather vane Sleep Creeps up while I'm awake And in the dark my dreams will take A turn, likewise, towards the black I've rowed out far, no turning back Faces, faces, everywhere All my own but with pink hair Each of my many faces sings And floats about on silvered wings Running now, I pump each foot But soon I start to cough up soot All around the fires burn I stand aghast and slowly turn In my bed; it's now a mess But solemly I must confess On my sheets I see ghost flames I'm rather sleepy, all the same
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American Dream

A

American Dream

I find myself elated At such dark and dull a prospect This life is going places At what cost, I can't be bothered I find myself excited At the buzz of my alarm Surprises are unwelcome I'll stick to my routine I find myself fast sleeping At the wheel of my own life I veer across the freeway While I'm still safely dreaming I've still got the fire I've still got the fight I'm working my way up there One desk job at a time

Dawn's First Light

D

Dawn's First Light

A slowly building tension These lines laid down at dawn's breaking Fuel the need now to make, create Figures deserving of righteous redemption To guide us in glory to holy ascension Out of darkness, out of hell proper Rising tides break loudly below us Bones broken before, no longer aching In flight from our tombs We've escaped hell's vast stopper

Misguided

M

Misguided

Softly ringing in my ear Is this what all the others hear? A voice so light, much like a bell Guiding me straight down to hell Now smiling lips spread wide with glee Is this what all the others see? A face so sweet, much like a doll From which rings out this ghastly call And from my face skin starts to peel Is this what all the others feel? I'm falling now, I'm falling down My scalp adorned by one huge crown As heat fast builds, I crave a drink Is this what all the others think? Before eternal, damning fire Steals song out from each harp and lire

Still Life

S

Still Life

A top suspended mid spin And a jack-in-the-box just half-sprung A house of cards paused mid-tumble And a doll that's been dropped now half-fallen A boy's curious eyes absorb it all These toys stopped in action and in fall Before the top slows and falters And the jack-in-the-box springs fully out Before the house of cards crumbles And the doll finds its way down to earth

Silence is a virtue

S

Silence is a virtue

A silent man should not be overlooked For each unspoken word there is a thought A silent man cannot be denounced For he voices no belief A silent man does not speak For he knows words are forgotten

Chaos Rampant

C

Chaos Rampant

Madness runs rampant through our fair city The destruction that's wrought, it sure is a pity One man sits atop this new wave of fire No longer is he made to wait and conspire The streets worship him as their malevolent god Each filthy denizen is bedazzled and awed By this mighty spectre, this man dressed in red As though from a match head, sparks from his tongue fly Where each word lands flames stretch to the sky His arms sweep out wide in grandiose gestures While to his dark students he dutifully lectures On the greatness of chaos and the boredom of patterns On the futility of man and yet how he matters And all is for naught for

Artifice

A

Artifice

A device which has not an inventor Is no device at all For if it is not of intelligence It is of stupidity And as such only serves to further ignorance To advance the decay of advancement And to destroy man's greatest gift: the mind A device which has not an inventor Is an artifice born of nature An abomination And an affront to the natural order A river is stupid, a canal is progress A forest fire is ignorant, a cooking fire is advance A metal is natural, a weapon is scientific The mind, man's greatest gift gives us the power to shape our world And remake it in our image Earth will be a device; a device with purpose And man

Do Not Fear

D

Do Not Fear

Do not fear the blind man Who does not see your face He cannot see the dress you wear Nor all its ruined lace Do not fear the angel Who judges with a gun He does not see your darkened mind But only what you've done Do not fear the blacksmith Who first gave man the sword He may be selling death to us But now we'll not be bored Cry not for the broken hearted Cry not for the dead Cry not for the weak of spirit Nor for those who've led

City Life

C

City Life

My eyes open to the dark And there is no sound Rising is a chore, for my limbs are weary And like stones try to drag me back down I get up I eat There comes the familiar drip, drip of water from the pipes As old and rusty as the city But now a glow comes from the window Not the glow of fire and death But of a new sun rising over this dead place And life is breathed into it by its brightness And its purity And it cleanses the city Cars move in the once stagnant streets And the sound of them fills up the air The drip, drip grows louder Not a product of decay But the newly stirred heart of the city Each beat meets a brighter l

Dreamscape

D

Dreamscape

Dreams are swirling in my head As I'm laying down to bed Thoughts profound and thoughts mundane A vision of a weather vane Sleep Creeps up while I'm awake And in the dark my dreams will take A turn, likewise, towards the black I've rowed out far, no turning back Faces, faces, everywhere All my own but with pink hair Each of my many faces sings And floats about on silvered wings Running now, I pump each foot But soon I start to cough up soot All around the fires burn I stand aghast and slowly turn In my bed; it's now a mess But solemly I must confess On my sheets I see ghost flames I'm rather sleepy, all the same
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Current Residence: Vancouver, BC
Favourite genre of music: Alternative Rock
Operating System: Windows

Favourite Movies
Moon
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Weezer
Favourite Games
Call of Duty!!
Favourite Gaming Platform
PS3

Winter

Winter

I don't know what exactly it is about winter that I love so much.  I suppose I really just like the idea of winter and the imagery it represents: the cold, the snow, clear blue skies that seem to LOOK cold, the flat greyness of an overcast sky.  I like to think about these things and I regularly draw inspiration from them but I don't actually like being out in the cold.  I guess I'm just a hypocrite when it comes to weather :P

Together We Deviate...

Together We Deviate...

...from the norm.  A normality which warps with each passing second and which in itself is a deviation from a previous norm.  Society in and of itself is a babbling idiot which spouts out each new word and aberration that bubbles to the top of its roiling consciousness.  An idiot which plunges forward on a whim and does not learn from its mistakes.  An idiot that sees only the present, for the present is its only perception of the world.  It can't predict the future and it does not remember the past.  From the tongue of this beast we have been given us an abstract concept of normalcy and what is socially acceptable.  Those who stray from this

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