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Discussion in 'LSD - Acid Trips' started by RELAYER, Oct 1, 2008.

  1. darthkacie

    darthkacie crazy diamond

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    hi,

    you were there but not there, 700 miles of static and disbelief, but your song came through so clear anyway. sometimes I wasn't really sure if it was meant for me, but I listened and learned and realized it couldn't have been sung any other way.

    a strange, beautiful moment comes when all the jumbly paths of lives lived searching converge, puzzle pieces falling from the top of a mountain and landing all together to make this picture, and to this day I'm still not sure how to describe that. think love and direction and purpose and truth and clarity all mixed into one rhythm, one song, one dance, and that is the way we lived.

    maybe it sounds silly but the word soulmate comes to mind.

    so these days, it feels like a piece of me has gone someplace I can't follow. it is a feeling of the mainline tethering me to this life snapping, of a thousand plans and paths going from clarity to an overgrowth of the vines of apathy in an instant.

    you are everything I could have asked for in a man, a friend, a lover. you walked this world carrying a piece of me I never knew I was missing until we came together. from glasses of milk with movies at night to shooting stars through the dashboard to white rabbits and just breathing together in bed, everything fit in ways I had no idea of, no concept of before.

    maybe it sounds silly, but the word perfection comes to mind.

    I am here but not here, and I have no idea how many miles of static and disbelief separate us this time, but your song is still coming through so clear. you are here, sending me shooting stars and tattoo removal ads and friendships and love. the world is so much uglier without you but I know you're doing your best to help me see the beautiful things even through this hazy lens of sadness.

    someday a strange, beautiful moment will come when all the rest of the jumbly paths my life will take will end, when all the rest of the steel cords tethering me here will snap, when I will rise like a soap bubble with the place where your heart and mine meet again programmed into my soul's gpa as my only destination.

    maybe it sounds silly, but the word forever comes to mind.
     
  2. i0-techno

    i0-techno The Magnificent Dope

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    Deprivation all across the nation
    brings anticipation of what was said just then
    now is always and then is a constant friend
    not one to hold dear and when gone brings one to tear
    just to flog the fancy fine mustard onto the chin
    bringing a grin to a face that looks like sin
    you know no trouble is to begin
    she knows and that is fasho
    see it in the eye and lay in bed
    breathing in and breathing out
    do what you will with your lips and let the sounds drip drip
    breath in and hear a sip sip
    breath out purse lips and pout
    without effort form an arch and let a deep purr out
    up to the top steps
    flaws are something you find with no progress
    sheep ask not what they can do for their country
    humans try hard to try and wonder why they die
     
  3. neodude1212

    neodude1212 Senior Member

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    naturally primal
    primates
    wander the land
    on knuckles
    in search of bananas
    the original way
    the natural way
    forgetting all troubles
    save survival and play
    frolic in the tall grass
    swing from the trees
    unblocked sunsets
    dashing honey bees
    clamor in the forest
    in tribes of two or three
    passing friendly strangers
    of our wooden city
    such a simple delight
    to be wild and free - oh
    but what a pleasure
    what a POWER it is
    to reek
    of the machine
     
  4. darthkacie

    darthkacie crazy diamond

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    i dig this.
     
  5. neodude1212

    neodude1212 Senior Member

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    and I say

    thank ya thank ya :)
     
  6. neodude1212

    neodude1212 Senior Member

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    music is control
    neon ants dance
    the horizon of planet atom
    bright iridescent stomping feet
    all around planet atom

    ZOOM

    molecular activity release
    song swells to it's temporal fade
    and the grid holds them in place
    dance dance dance dance dance
    all night and day

    warp space alpha
    that's their name
    locating these benevolent monsters
    is child's play

    ZOOM

    reflective insect multi-lens
    shows spark of monkey smarts
    give me spark
    to light the world

    I create
    and
    I destroy​
     
  7. i0-techno

    i0-techno The Magnificent Dope

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    Our fate is in the heart of a toy
    We cling to the feeling of being a boy
    as headstands and karate chops sharpen
    senses tap toes of tipsy Lola
    she reminds me of our mama
    the way she would get drunk and come in with stomp stomp
    throwing off gay sandals
    smoking cigs and wearing the leather of uncle randle
    throw a trophy at her head happy boy
    its on the mantle
    her anger and yours are like the same channel
    crack your neck and breath in your soul
    feel calm or else become a story untold
    the cold burns me and I feel a scold
    rewind the tape and watch from your own child's eyes
     
  8. DroneLore

    DroneLore h8rs gon h8, I stay based

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    Everything is hazy. Roll down the windows. No, no! Don't roll down the windows.

    Yo, play that song.

    Man, I don't know what it's called. You know the song, the one about bitches n shit.

    Shut the fuck up.

    This shit's kicked.
     
  9. darthkacie

    darthkacie crazy diamond

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    I looked to the sky
    and almost fell to the ground
    staggering, stumbling
    there was a hole there
    I pointed and stared
    felt your hand at the small of my back
    and the whole universe breathing together
    in, in, in, in

    out.


    it's not a loud feeling
    at least not right away
    rather,
    it's sliding, churning
    the feel of a well-oiled machine
    setting things in motion
    in, in, in, in

    that's my world shifting, shifting
    to here, now, forever
    cast in your light

    out.
     
  10. RELAYER

    RELAYER mādhyamaka

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    Awesome :D
     
  11. darthkacie

    darthkacie crazy diamond

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    sometimes I am a tightrope walker
    costume and paint
    a thousand breathless eyes trained on my form

    there is glitter and show
    a fixed smile, touching everything
    below the eyes

    sometimes I wish I could fall
    I wish I could shed my costume
    shed my paint and still breathe

    but when the line between life and performance
    blurs, melts, reforms darker, hardened
    there is noplace right for change

    so it's another layer of paint
    another sequined costume, another smile
    and another night of pretending it doesn't scare me.
     
  12. DroneLore

    DroneLore h8rs gon h8, I stay based

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    the cosmic dance
    end of the end of the end never comes
    bright lights, and nothing more
    fall into nothingness
    invigorate consciousness
    go for a swim in loch ness
    therein youll discover the crux of the heart of the matter
     
  13. darthkacie

    darthkacie crazy diamond

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    little gray wolf
    from across the creek
    under the treehouse
    watching my bare feet
    sharing his air
    sending dreams and sight
    when I put my shoes back on
    and float home
     
  14. darthkacie

    darthkacie crazy diamond

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    there are times when the road is open
    my tank is full
    I want to feel the miles under my feet
    rolling, rolling, rolling
    until I'm someplace
    anyplace

    it's a sensation
    a pull, reluctance
    resistance
    when the open road disappears
    to my left
    rolling back, back, back
    where I started
    stopping

    anyway.

    then I squeak up the stairs
    and everything is quiet
    void
    every time I breathe is a question
    every time I blink is a suggestion
    maybe that will be it
    for me

    your picture is smiling
    looking at the camera
    smiling
    like you know
    my eye is behind that lens too
    you know?

    I take a multivitamin every day
    but I don't usually remember my seatbelt.

    and if it seems important enough
    occasionally
    I'll watch the world happening
    around me.

    I laugh at silly things
    a note of hysteria just below the surface
    if you were looking close
    but it makes me wonder

    who is breathing, blinking
    putting his eye behind that lens
    rolling, rolling, rolling
    and looking close
    or at least close enough to wonder
    to wonder sometimes why it doesn't make any sense?

    I don't know if it's right
    wrong
    real or not
    but sometimes I wonder if anybody is awake.

    hello?

    ---

    I don't have any recollection of writing this. I kind of remember thinking some of it, and somehow it made its way onto my myspace blog the other night.
     
  15. DroneLore

    DroneLore h8rs gon h8, I stay based

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    My work here is done. The children are playing; the dogs are barking; the whores are fucking. All is as it should be in Assfuck, Alabama. Don't ask about the name. Please, join me for a meal at the International House of Sodomy. HAHA! I mean pancakes. Sit down, we have a lot to talk about. There is no god. Energy can not be created or destroyed.


    [I'm pretty sure I was well absorbed into Robert E Wilson's Illuminatus! Trilogy when I wrote that. I think it shows.]
     
  16. Dein Liebsten

    Dein Liebsten Member

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    Take into account
    every time he makes you smile.

    Count the kisses
    that take your breath away.

    When you hug him
    do you ever want to let go?

    How often
    is he in your head?

    Would he
    sacrifice everything
    to make you happy?


    If the last thing
    he wanted to do
    before he died
    was to hold you
    one last time

    Then, then you have love.

    When smiles at you
    when you walk down the hallway
    it isn't because you look funny
    It's because he loves you.

    When he looks into your eyes
    and all you can see
    and all that exists
    is the two of you,

    then, then you have love.

    And you should never, never let that go.
    Ever.



    love is not an emotion.
     
  17. aliced

    aliced Dude Guy

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    Humbled
    Being humbled is a thing of beauty,
    As beautiful as irony and it serves its duty,
    Some of Life’s lessons can’t be taught you see,
    A humbling can teach anyone fortunately,
    Being taken down a peg can be taken negatively,
    Look outside the box and all you’ll see is positivity,
    Just imagine the opportunity to see what was previously unknown,
    To peak into the Johari Window and see what is shown,
    Realizations we are one and there is no you or I,
    No we and they our world is a country underneath one sky,
    If everyone was humbled and saw only with their third eye,
    They’d see everything is everything and its ok to swallow pride
    Live to love and love to live as much as possible while still alive,
    Learn from Life’s lessons do what you must to modestly survive.
     
  18. DroneLore

    DroneLore h8rs gon h8, I stay based

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    My memory of the cavern is lost somewhere in the caverns of my memory. Those ghastly shapes, unnatural shadows, macrocosmic terror surrounding me and yet, the utter ecstasy of my own insignificance was more than I could handle. The very thought of my own death was enough to sober the most giddy of Bishop's. Finally, there is a fox hole in this atheist.
     
  19. darthkacie

    darthkacie crazy diamond

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    tomorrow

    you will have been gone for a month.

    I'll have a month's worth of nights of sleep without hearing you say you love me first. a month's worth of days we don't get to tell each other about. a month.

    I miss you so much. lately it feels like there is nothing tying me anywhere anymore. and in most ways, I guess there isn't. I could spend the rest of my life driving from town to town, staying until I had the money for another tank of gas, refusing to plant roots anywhere else because it just feels like I don't have any room in me to do that anymore.

    I'm 18 years old. you'll never get to know me when I'm 19, but that will happen next month.

    so what kind of fucking sense does it make for you to be gone? why the fuck does that have to be?

    I don't know. there are things that I do, and I have fun, I can smile some days. and I can make shit happen. I can always be heading someplace, I can always be looking west and upward, because direction is what makes us human.

    but you aren't here, so none of it feels too right for very long at all.

    tomorrow it will have been a month. a whole month of days you didn't wake up, of breaths you didn't take.

    so these days my life is about doing anything I can feel, anything that I can feel at all. because that's the only way it seems like I'm really alive.

    I miss you so much. I feel like I'm just floating around, waiting for whatever those last steel strings are to snap, and then I get to float back to you, like magnets or something.

    we'll be thunderstorms. you can be the lightning, and I'll be the thunder, never rumbling too far behind. we'll be two trees that grow together in the middle, and we'll be the fire and smoke that come someday to make things rebuild. we'll be shooting stars together, reflecting in some other eyes filled with love, watching somebody else pointing at us before their sight is filled up with each other.

    you went too soon, and those new things don't seem to be coming soon enough.
    this gap seems infinite but I guess I know it really isn't.

    I want to learn all the things and see all the things and do all the things we meant to do, and maybe it'll make that gap seem a little less infinite.

    but I wish you were here. I wish that more than anything.

    you are my heart, my soul, every song I sing. you are every word that falls out of me, every tear, every laugh. you are every dream I have, every chance I take. you're right there, every mile I drive or run or ride. you're every shooting star that lights up my vision. you're everything bright and beautiful, everything I want to find and hold onto. I'm carrying your spirit with me everywhere, because sometimes it seems so messed up that there are so many people that will never get to meet you now, so I'm letting them meet you this way.

    I love you so much. forever and ever.
     
  20. DroneLore

    DroneLore h8rs gon h8, I stay based

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    You've come to this place not of your own accord but to satisfy...who? You've come to this place of your own accord. You've known emptiness, and you seek to rid yourself of it. They've never known emptiness, but they want you to be like them so you can be empty but blissfully ignorant too. Sun light leaks through the crimson curtains, bathing the arid carpet in shining colors. It is a beautiful site; a visual symphony with no composer. It is left unnoticed, because attention is too precious.

    They ignore the wonder and turn toward the mundane. The saddest part is they think they're doing the opposite. But you don't think about that. The music surrounding you is lifeless, but not dead. Synthetic transcendence is being sold here, but you don't pay with money. Instead, you pay with the vibrance your eyes had fifteen years ago. You pay with the sincerity behind the smile. You exchange hope and possibility for a false sense of security.
    And now we look up. We look for something greater than ourselves, and find salvation in the limp figure on the stick. What is it about this man that inspires us? The wood is cold. “Let us proclaim the mystery of faith.” It is almost time. Yes yes, peace be with you too.

    You rise and prepare for the rite. Your mouth is open, and your tongue is met with a familiar texture. Your mouth closes and there is a new texture, accompanied by a yell. The congregation panics. The wafer is getting soggy. Wipe the red from your lips and savor the sensation. Vitality mingled with nausea. Spit the crimson wafer out, and leave the man kneeling.

    For the kingdom, the power, and the glory are yours, now and forever.
     

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