Paradoxical Heaven

This time leaving you was different, something has happened which my current state of my mind is unable to comprehend. There is a void which has been created however its existence comes to life in very rare painful occasions. The increase in level of detachment and the diffusion of memories and forgetting is making my mind a paradoxical heaven.

For Immediate Release

The most anticipated moments of human civilization is here
The empanelment of our Dear God with the one and only savior of our Lucifer

Earth 2009: World most powerful enterprise “God” is thrilled to announce a joint venture with Lucifer the most sinful conglomerate of the world in the rapidly growing human civilization to unveil all possible to discover all the secrets of the annihilation of the world. This new co venture will engross different strategy to smoothen the process of extinction of the world and most importantly it will focus on rectifying the mistake they made by creating the most unnatural thing in this world – Human.

This strategic involvement will focus on providing cutting edge painful methods to the cautious spectators and will deliberately concentrate on constant experimentation to come up with new faces of PAIN. God will bring in his significant expertise in getting people together where on the other hand Lucifer will be mesmerizing people with his most sinful temptations and leading them to the place called Hell in literal sense.

Speaking on the Occasion GOD said ” We at heaven are extremely excited on this association with Lucifer and are sure it’s going to be a brilliant viewing experience to all the living creatures in this world, heaven and Hell. Lucifer is exceptionally talented slayer and I am sure he is going to hit the bull’s eye and every part of human body and civilization with our association. When a know all (GOD) and a critically acclaimed slayer come together --- one can only expect betray.”

God and Lucifer have shared a long and an indispensable relationship but due to professional constraints the two giants are locking there horns. Both of them have been a part of this Universe from day one however for the first time they are coming together professionally for one only cause ---- cutting every edge.

Commenting on this development Lucifer CEO HELL” It’s indeed a noble gesture of GOD to partner us in such an exciting venture. At hell we believe in bringing in extreme pain and sorrows to the world and I am proud to inform we have kept it to our reputation. All I can promise is that now all the hell will break loose and everything human can expect from this is helter skelter around in and around them.”
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For Further Details please contact your GOD or Lucifer

Tragedy

“That I may not tell you;
And what you ask
You may never know.”


Yesterday I heard this, would you believe it? I am searching for a topic which is not merely pure but which should be eternal. Nothing has preoccupied me more profoundly than the problem of decadence. I had reasons which I share with only myself. I have developed a keen eye for the symptoms of decline and I give equal assurance that this is not only nihilistically magnificent but it also aims to bring me the contemplation of tragedy.
As for the intricate relationship of misery and me, nothing can be explained while everything may be confused. One pays heavily for being one of “G**” disciple. I have been exposed to his infection for a long time. In the beginning its effect is relatively innocent, while the power of deceitfulness slowly merges in.


My writing is open to a misunderstanding however I promise you, on certain faces the line of gratitude will definitely appear.

Übermensch

I have never allowed him to win; at present every kind of emotions stands with sad and discouraged expression—IF, indeed, it stands at all! The double personality is showcasing the exuberant power of madness however to speak seriously, there are times when good grounds fails hoping that madness will not empower itself with the carnal instinct of mine. The combination of active and passive nihilism is giving impetus to my extinguishing soul. The Übermensch in me has again understood WHAT has actually sufficed for the basis of such imposing and absolute philosophical edifices laid by Nietzsche. I don’t know there is something so psychedelic and enigmatic in him that pulls me towards him. Its been few days he is back into my head, I have taken the weapon(music) of my choice for my nihiilism, active or passive that I am not able to decide but yes nihilism in no doubt. I in this façade what we called life is always been a pendulum which is being altering itself between the good and the bad infact the value of my life lies in this and let me not be grateful to it. Although I must confess I am grateful to one more being (Mermaid) in this world, who have triggered me and always been helpful to make my unregretful decisions of life. She had always let the pure spirit in me alive. The will to truth is always been a perception to me as truth itself originate from its opposite and I had always believed I originate from the opposite. The fundamental conditions of life have overall a different perspective and the very perspective stands tall for the inversion of truth and the denial of life. This produces a magnificent tension to the soul and Nietzsche spoke

"I teach you the overman. Man is something that shall be overcome. What have you done to overcome him? All beings so far have created something beyond themselves; and do you want to be the ebb of this great flood and even go back to the beasts rather than overcome man? What is the ape to man?
A laughingstock or a painful embarrassment. And man shall be just that for the overman: a laughingstock or a painful embarrassment..."

Nietzsche Thus spoke Zarathustra


And good Nietzsche spoke

Rebel

I say thank you to myself, to my Rebel not to live in an inconceivable façade. Beyond imagination, that is the countenance of God. Thanks to the rebel inside me for not letting the despair breached inside, thanks for the inquisitiveness that never comprehend. What human minds cannot contain. To look upon God’s glory would drive a mortal man insane. Its only human arrogance, which would lead a person to believe and try to put a face which even prophet cannot perceive. Just wanted to let you know how special inside you make me feel. You are always there when fearfully I attempt to flee, you are always there I am only me. When I slumber you did not close your eyes, you are my fanciful illusion a soul that lived beyond the sleep, you are the musician with the melody of his scars. Your song is heard on mountains high, by angels, fallen from the sky. I didn't have to wonder long, before I was drawn toward a light.The brightest light I'd ever seen. It was a strangely familiar sight. I see you my rebel, alone you greet eternity. Into the emptiness you fade, where we will share the destiny. Of all of ours fellow renegades

Thank You Rebel

To Misery....My Love

I Casually made acquaintance with misery.

I found it impossible to comprehend it either morally or philosophically.

It has just remained as a profound meloncholy.

In the moments of exictement the life grews bright to a degree almost inconceivable.

These pecularities of life has only caused me much annoyance.

Life has continually applauding on his half explanatory strain,

which when I first heard it,impressed me very painfully.

I soon however grew accustomed to it and my uneasiness slowly become pleasure for me.

It seemed to be it is design rather to insinuate than directlyto assert that.

My imagination is singularly vigorous and creative.

Nowdays my life seems to me like a forsaken world , empty and bare.

All belief which adds poetry to my life is now disappearing.

The Night

I am passionately fond of the night. I love it, in the same way that men love their country or their mistress. I love it with everyone of my senses. In nights I feel myself in the depths of my innermost being , in those depths where we hide the painful secrets , the shameful secrets. I am going to tell you about it , exactly what happenes , without attempting to explain , I can't explain it , unless I happened to be mad. So often one come across people for whom the destruction of life is a physical pleasure. Create and destroy !! These two words sum up the history of every universe. The desire to create and the urge to destroy , intoxicate me like wine . The night noticed this , looked at me , then rushed up and flungs her arms around me and takes me to the state of ecstasy.

I am the forgotten One

I am the forgotten one

the guy who went missing

the one no one came looking for....

Dear Diary,
Sitting now I wonder

wonder why no one cared

cared enough to see the sadness

sadness scarring my eyes

eyes reflecting horror

horror from a past

past forgotten

forgotten....just like me.

I couldn't forget...though, I tried

tried so very hard to move

move on with my life

life filled with friends

friends false..false like my smiles

smiles masking pain

pain. Love missing

missing....just like me.

I could no longer bare

bare the loneliness

loneliness within. Soul empty

empty grey days

days filled with sad memories

memories from a past

past best forgotten

forgotten....just like me.

To seek and found a reason to be,

to hunt like a hound, your destiny to see.

My only love, once found, now lost,

for my cowardice, that was the cost.

Inside my heart, to pieces, I am shattered,

all those pieces, in darkness, now scattered.

To seek end in the dark,

it is my destiny,

to weep alone in the dark,

it is my destiny,

to die all alone without your love,

it is my destiny.

You win

so you win today,
its not because i lost it
its because you are not worth fighting
I gave up..........
No more fighting with you....and see today i got my dead serpent....

ENJOY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"I bit into his neck, letting the hot blood drain out into my mouth...When I pulled away I heard a sob..And I realized it was me...I had just killed the one I loved me the most... Then...I killed myself..."

Revenge

Tie the noose around the neck

Let'em hang and wait for the snap

Evil lurks amongst the trees

As the men hang in threes

Never hiding in shadow to make the kill

Because life is so much more fun to steal

When no one's expecting you to strike

And there's no warnings when its light

They all think their safe but thats a gag

Let'em find out when I take the first stab

Your bleeding wounds I will kiss

To taste your blood against my lips

I have a lust for your death

Stronger than an addiction to crystal meth

All those years of suffering and pain

And finally I have revenge to gain

Does it feel good now to be in torture

Why aren't you begging that you want more

Come on now thats not they way it works

If you don't agree now I can make this worse

Remember taking pleasure in hurting me

Now its my turn to see

How fun it is to mess with your emotions

And to beat you down till you're motionless

You're swearing at me with all your might

Could that mean you're actually in fright

I guess you don't understand the situation you're in

I am the devil destroying you for your sin

Maybe I'm not that powerful but I can try

Won't matter to me as long as you die

Your end I will make slow and miserable

For everything you've done that was terrible

Don't mind my smile baby but you're all mine

Fear the click of my knife for now its time

To cut out your heart and eat you alive

In the crimson morning so fine .................................

LOVE LETTER

Your love is profound , i cant help but want you. your voice is so harsh and you yell at me for not giving you everything you ever wanted but this is not the way you are supposed to be , you give me sweet kisses and love laying next to me but you are killing me softly with every stab and useing my blood to write love letters to me , i just dont understand but i never asked you , you took my blood and rubbed it all over the back of the letter then let it dry and write in black ink over it , you write love letters and poems saying how much you care and respect me , and i wonder what is going through your head

My Grave

cradle me in your arms
as they lay me to rest in grave
I've chosen to be mine.

I'll make it beautiful
so you can join me
in my dreams of death.

Be mine forever and we will live
on the comfort of the grave
I've chosen to be mine..........

I am afraid

my dear god,

you cannot understand it.

By any possible means you say and

I perfectly belive you.

you think i am going insane ?

It may be so but not for the reasons which you suppose.

Oh! you dont understand me..

I am afraid.

it seems like my fear is a result of

masturbation of long and thoughtful planning.

I am afraid of myself ,

afraid of that horrible sensation

of comprehensible fear

above all I am afraid of my own

dreadful thoughts of of my reason,

which seems as if it were to about to leave me

driven away by a mysterious & invincible agony

I am frightened merely beacause

I cannot understand my own terror.

If I speak I am afraid of my own voice.

I close my eyes in despair and

remain thus for indefinite time

Sticky Chains

Sticky Chains ,

The place I fear the most
is distant and unessential,
But this seed of fear haven't been
fed today, and slowly my cries
are melting away when
doors open to shut.

Sticky Chains,

I discover that my hands
smell like iron today,
As wet compassion
lingers on these chains,

Sticky Chains,

I've never been caught in your chains,
they are sticky and they secrete envy
So dont dig spiderwebs in my dreams
my silence has grown, and left is screams

Running Insane

Broken heart grievously weep in pouring rain
Drowning peaceful soul inside puddles of pain
Keep thinking of you and those good old days
Miss your existence in so many different ways

Oceans of tears flowing from my weary eyes
Agitated life floating between high rised tides
Loss of love turning my inner views fully blind
Hopeless ideas overshadow intoxicated mind

Forces of rage rotating around your head
Flowers of joy soon will be wilting to death
Clusters of blossoms losing delicate petals
Weakened heart breaking in to fragments

Venomous thorns hurt as cute kissable roses bloom
Poisoned feeble life drifting toward a darkest doom
Soul of scornfulness often seething in extreme pain
Tranquility disappears as the thoughts running insane...

Whenever I cried, it was in your arms

You held me so close, away from all harm

Your soft warm skin, always against mine

Our hearts, always beating at the same time

You watched over me, like a guardian angel

You kept me safe, under your protecting spell

Whenever in darkness, you gave me light

And whenever hurt, into you I fell

But all that has left me, no longer, no more

Your something I don't know, you've left me so sore

I'm all alone now, in my minds darkest place

Blood stained skin, tear stained face

But I know what I must do, to heal this broken soul

I need to strengthen my weak heart, turn it ice cold

Hide all my feelings, disguise these falling tears

Become empty inside, let no one near

Bring up the barriers, walls around my hear to

Make them stronger than before, so they wont fall apart

Bleed out all the poison, let darkness draw me in

Let it take over me, make the light go dim

Hide behind the shadows, the only things that help

And slowly once again, fall back into myself

You will never understand the nature of my arrogant misanthropy
These enigmatic eyes from the skeleton smile of prudent vanity
I am content in his sanctuary of my complacent shadow
So take this aesthetic reality and throw the world out the windows

I tried desperately to restrain my corrupted perfidy
To prove I’m not just another silence face of absurdity
This smile I call upon to feed my burning abyss of emptiness
Provoke the secrecy of my tormenting credence

I grasped blindly at the pain of my self-indulged paradox
Causing my ardent memories of significance to be lost
These eerie delusions that taint my shallow mind to autopsy
Slowly dissipating the the subconscious of our fallacy

My weakened patience succumbed to myself destructing anger
Allowing the beauty of profanity to flatter
I breathed in the static hereby of twilight
To fall asleep in the blissful ache of my lullaby

Place the blame on my moral deterioration
To satisfy the pride of my placate aberration
I wonder in my deceptive labyrinth blind and broken
Keeping secret of this solitary bare

My Decadent

God vs lucifer

What is god
For me he is very odd
,People worship him,he likes to get praise
He lives in the city of magic
Which fly on lonely clouds
xAnd we call it heaven.

He love when we say his name
He like his fame,
What you want from me
Wanted me to be tame
No, It wont happen,I am better dead.

Here comes the cute demon
You called him "Lucifer",
But he is the one I prefer
He is the person who rang the bell in hell

He is the one who walks in the night
Just waiting for the moment that will be right,
Teeth sharp and yellow,eyes glowing red
This is not the monster found under your bed.

He is fighting with god,plotting you know
And someday he will take away his soul
,He feeds on our fear,drinks in our tears
There will be a day
When he will be the only thing we hear

Pain,rage and anger invites him
Death and corpse gives him control
Soon dark and dead will be your soul

You ask what is he and who he wants
He is every memory of god that will haunt,
Those broken,scared,alone and bruised
He's the unheard voice of all those abused.

Its you who let god to rule
That all I can see,
He is the one who fills the world
With his incurable disease.

Writer

Pieces of my soul
,Scattered on this sheet,
Moments where I faltered,
I felt incomplete.

Sometimes I wrote in happiness,
But pain, it flowed with ease,
No depths I could not reach,
When writing on my knees.

In days of old I'd run to write,
Expel the hurt I had,
Turn it into something more,
Writing out the bad.

It could be raw and very dark,
Fear was often there,
Tears running, minds were racing,
Blooms of deep despair.

Youth went by, life did change,
Love had found its way,
Breaking through this wall I built,
Hiding every day.

I came to find the words inside,
To express each facet of being,
My passion became something more,
Than something that was freeing.

It became me, held back nothing,
Emotions free to flow,
It helped me understand the things,
I never did quite know.

It helped me find a voice to speak,
Reach those held in wanting,
Voice my spirit to my peers,
In a way that was not daunting.

Now I sit and write today,
For nothing more than joy,
This call I hear deep inside,
That nothing can destroy

For even if you read my words,
And find nothing that you need,
I bared my soul and all I hold,
For more than you to read.

Together

When it comes to relationships, tragedies, or just a simple day.

I always wonder who's behind it so it ends that way.

Is it me or something else that gets to pick and choose?

Or is already written in stone whether I win or lose?

Some say fate is that one force which gets to decide.

Others say it is yourself in which you must confide.

Combination of the two is truly what I believe.

Because in the end it always takes two to conceive.

So don't you go and put all your pennies in one jar.

Because if you do then you truly cannot go far.

Bring them both together and trust them entirely.

It is always both together believe and you will see