Pigments of the madness surrounding me

Orderly defined pixels of thoughts forming in my conscience, uncovering paths with potentials beyond imagination, challenging even desires. Curiosity dictates overwhelming need for speed, no roads only racetracks, introducing concept of no gravity as a guiding rule of law in such a picturesque world… when obvious attractions are seducing all senses openly and most welcome. Like a psychotropic substance slowly depositing on the spine, when in summer…

This blue eye devil is a sin in your time, bringing along with him spiral of dirty intentions and even more vices; with a soul pledge to threaten and destroy your tamed self. I am that wicked denomination erasing your carefully and diligently built borders, only to replace them with infinity. This titan is rising from a myth and warping into life destroying every stone of your high keep into nothing but rubble.

Tasty treat standing tall by opposing moral standards, occult by default and forbidden by choice. Pigments of the madness surrounding me…

 

The game is afoot

Forces are running amok, deranged as they are, completely out of control conquering what’s left from our daylight – unavoidable consequence in these times when we replace fears with curiosity. We extinct any brake that has even a remote possibility to undermine us into the forgotten unknown, for we own a need for speed. On this threshold we stand tall, looking only at our dreams in the endless wide before us. This path is made of us, safeguarded only by means of our imagination. Here and now, unexplored reverie of every alchemist of old.

Love is never lost and dreams are never left in ruins, they perpetually thrive, and we are in a state of constant bloom.

The game is afoot, and we’re ready… as a matter of fact, we were born ready!

Life :)

It’s obvious; it’s a continual process, a perpetual movement, bifurcation, a force that drives with need for speed, impatient by nature. It’s a burn, a conceptual fire, chasing. A deafening noise, peculiar only to silence. This ray carrying synergy of light and dark, both of them at the same time. Can’t be planned, since it’s unpredictable coincidence. Takes a known shapeless form, comes as it is, acceptable by default. At times it’s clear as the far horizon, sometimes it elevates high above, in other cases carries the tars of hell within. It’s a discrepancy of time, circumstance unknown to causality, it’s here because it wants to be here. It’s a tear, it’s a smile, it’s all of us… inside me, inside you, everywhere…

This thing called life!