Showing posts with label Chill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chill. Show all posts

Saturday, 15 February 2014

The Perspicacity of the Night

There is something ghastly about the time that flies in the dead of night. It is during the hour of the ghosts that life can take simple turns of mental and spiritual experiences. As you lay writhing in the numbness of inexplicable pain, you wake up sweating from the chilly horrors that populate your dreams only to be left wondering about the polarity of the situation. Is it the light of souls that made your life flash through the sleeping pupils of dreams? Or was it the wailing of an undead spirit, screaming to be heard? Is any of this mental state, psychological? Or just another episode of the night, exaggerated by nothing but your mind and subconscious dreams pioneering a new chapter in the coming of a new day, in the dying of an old body and the birth of another microcosm of unexplained lifeless celestial kingdoms governed by that which cannot be comprehended by our toddler like minds? Whatever it be, it is your experience and for you to unravel. 

May the Darkness guide you to Your Light

Wednesday, 12 February 2014

Chills...

It is impossible to ignore the unsure chill that floats around us so erratic and so confused. The days begin with a shivering sleepy alarm clock and it ends with cozy blankets covering us up. But what of the day? Well, sweaty as a newly defiled maiden writhing in pain from the sin so wrongly tagged. Is there an explainable reason as to why we are poised in ignorance, not caring about what is happening? Is it so disastrous to even consider anything that is being taught in the lecture room while we all carry out our own blatant conversations. It seems to me that the Dark Days are truly dipping their toes in the water that is our Lives for this growing chill, or declining as you may see it, is but a pleasant ecstasy for the decaying fact that we all are cold hearted and cold blooded fuckers living for the sake of it, not for the true treatise. If you don't believe it, ask yourself, when was the last time you saw the sun in the foggy mornings of winter's ghastly landscape?

May the Darkness guide you to Your Light