...my gravemind... ~~~uncut thoughts~~~

this page was not updated in almost 2.5 years ...

and may not seem right ...

u have entered my darkness as i supposedly called it, the illusion of this fuckin place. this world....

the creatures of the dark who belongs somewhere in the night....the souls of the eternal inhumanly art and form of life... the truthness , the pure that doesn't exist but only in our thoughts.
(can it be ?)

Dark world.
kingdom of ghouls
Fog , clear sight - broken glasses unshatered mirrors
a bubble of illusion where the pure lays among the shadows of the night
Soft whispers of
Immortality
Distance voices
echoing my mind....
wondering in the nothingness , living in a vacuum of fake masks - surrounded by the living deads and those who clame 2 be humans
- lost souls....?
shallow minds
light is fading
evil rising beneath the paths of reality
the lust , the desire for eternity
bleeding immortality
screams become death ...
Infinite walls
Stalking in the beautiful darkness
Sinking into the relam of the unknown
Seeking the black
Embracing the darkness
inside My mind ... pure... withought any defintion...

reality...escape...

somewhere stuck inside my mind and in the end of it all its nothing...just a fucked up opinion that usually isn't said that often.
and i can blame only myself that im stuck with this unfinished
bullshit....
and its killing from the inside
the blackness and the thoughts that cant
even be shared - no one here understand it anyway...
souls meet
the never ending black , the never ending light....
life of ... seeking for the meaning of it all... but there isn't anything out there
only red plastic...or maybe its a fake....
I just know that from my point of view its crap
obsessed reaction to find out what i will never have ...
the silence in my thoughts , the rest...
the powers of the light
the never ending misery and all sorts of other shit..
wrapped between walls of grey (it suppose to be white)
total chaos of mind (not insane - yet )

the landscape of ease , the sights of where ive already been once
grey
little rain drops and the cold dark nights ...
a place without any abusing - except those who deserve it...
in my place so many do....
the smell of blood is still fresh and the reflection in the mirrors .... pale faces everywhere..... and its black......

my thoughts are stuck somewhere in the unknown ,a place that I know is real
dark spaces in the sky above hello............. can u catch the sun and change it to
a big black world without any remains of heat n colour ?
doesn't exist
shit.....
still going on n on ...........
its feels like heavens so far away , but who needs heaven ?

in the end of it all , im still on my own ...

illusion eternal silence forced silence and the roaming and the shallowness on the ground glowing and fading in the light reality bleeds within me floating in illusions illusions become real embracing the shadows sharing death

mirror pieces resting on a cold floor
horizon shining from the far
a reality blender of pain and dispair
thoughts melting as fear
maze of fragile tears
sinking with sunlight's beans
whisper goodnight
maze of confusion
pain sharping my heart
unclear image - could b something beautiful but its not - its just one of the society fucked up product
the curse of humanity
stalking in the infinite dispair
expectations
looking forwards the day that it will all be over
keep burning inside
hunted with my own mind and thoughts wounds of the depth of my soul
distance from ....

soul that have died and considered to be insane
boredom of the ignorance
inability to find selfish peace
beneath my mind's delusions
evil ?
the only truthness
no such as pure have left ( besides animals )
no more tears left , need them
expression of this terrible reflection
suicides ? its the life itself

for the existence around us above us or beneath us

Dark unknown Magic forces , drawn to the unholy place which becomes the most amazing source of Oriental thoughts
SONs OF DEVIL...... (its a lie...)

black ocean
magic black that can only come from far
wisdom of the unnatural and the immortal beings
a shelter - a reflection of my own backyard - the grave yard of this whole existene
my cemetery aside
a Funeral maybe....

"DESPITE ALL MY RAGE IM STILL JUST A RAT IN A CAGE"
(smashing pumpkins/"bullets with butterfly wings" )

leading to a blank...

...in the end of it all there are only wonders ...