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I am what’s left of a dying breed that called life beautiful Truly worth living and dying for But it was your kind that fornicated, violated, and devastated the soul of a beautiful entity Who gifted us with art, beauty, and taste for desire Maybe it was her who corrupted us for loving us too much Or was it our nature to have more than we are given? Demanding more and more Until we ****** the life out of the meaning, be grateful for what you have I’m sick and nauseated by the false portrait of life Sick and twisted figures painted with false smiles True emotions hidden under heavy painted sunrises that tells a different story Literally sweet and innocent characters erasing themselves from this reality Just to escape the hardship of this imprisonment your people have created. I can’t stand to see your kind preach to us, we do it for the art, for the beauty, and the taste You cursed that meaning You ripped the soul of a greatly spirit You proudly preach a lecture of hypocrisy and false love If you truly cared to love us You’ll not be worshiped like a god Deep down Angels are dead Demons are dead The doctrine of the trinity Is my doctrine of my divinity I am the Father I am the son I am no holy ghost I am a plague Not from hell nor heaven, but a world that rejoiced beauty from an unbalanced reality Of love and hate I am not your God I am not the Devil Both are dead No creator can save you I am your deity I am your life I am your death I am your escape I am your only freedom   This profound meaning Ascends through my heart & soul The flower of life spreads through me Like a wildfire No angel or demon Can’t stop me Proclaim me as one in all I am divinity! You absorb the supplements of life Resources are obliterated Left & right By tonight your life will be ended by the knife I've awaken from an eternal slumber Count down the numbers You oppress Art The beauty You tainted the taste of absolute harmony Your desire to have power Has blinded you You eat our flesh like starving vultures You left us to be tortured The rapture will soon be among us Nature will take it places To immaculate this famine land Natural selection will have entirely new meaning I’ll pick up where you left off For now… My sentiments for aesthetic judgment Will run through every vein in your body Clogging every end Suffocating you in every way imaginable The oceans will dry This green sphere will rebuild itself New seeds of life will cleanse This heinous reality
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Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 11:57 AM UTC
Aestheticism Part I: Autotheism
I am what’s left of a dying breed that called life beautiful Truly worth living and dying for But it was your kind that fornicated, violated, and devastated the soul of a beautiful entity Who gifted us with art, beauty, and taste for desire Maybe it was her who corrupted us for loving us too much Or was it our nature to have more than we are given? Demanding more and more Until we ****** the life out of the meaning, be grateful for what you have I’m sick and nauseated by the false portrait of life Sick and twisted figures painted with false smiles True emotions hidden under heavy painted sunrises that tells a different story Literally sweet and innocent characters erasing themselves from this reality Just to escape the hardship of this imprisonment your people have created. I can’t stand to see your kind preach to us, we do it for the art, for the beauty, and the taste You cursed that meaning You ripped the soul of a greatly spirit You proudly preach a lecture of hypocrisy and false love If you truly cared to love us You’ll not be worshiped like a god Deep down Angels are dead Demons are dead The doctrine of the trinity Is my doctrine of my divinity I am the Father I am the son I am no holy ghost I am a plague Not from hell nor heaven, but a world that rejoiced beauty from an unbalanced reality Of love and hate I am not your God I am not the Devil Both are dead No creator can save you I am your deity I am your life I am your death I am your escape I am your only freedom   This profound meaning Ascends through my heart & soul The flower of life spreads through me Like a wildfire No angel or demon Can’t stop me Proclaim me as one in all I am divinity! You absorb the supplements of life Resources are obliterated Left & right By tonight your life will be ended by the knife I've awaken from an eternal slumber Count down the numbers You oppress Art The beauty You tainted the taste of absolute harmony Your desire to have power Has blinded you You eat our flesh like starving vultures You left us to be tortured The rapture will soon be among us Nature will take it places To immaculate this famine land Natural selection will have entirely new meaning I’ll pick up where you left off For now… My sentiments for aesthetic judgment Will run through every vein in your body Clogging every end Suffocating you in every way imaginable The oceans will dry This green sphere will rebuild itself New seeds of life will cleanse This heinous reality
Sorry I haven't posted anything recently, but I've been working on a three part poem about  aestheticism, autotheism, dualism, monotheism, beauty, nature, art, the mind of a killer, and symbolism. Part II will be here in a couple of weeks... if not, April then. Please enjoy and thanks for reading :) This 3 part poem is about a passionate artist who takes matter into his own hands.
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Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 11:57 AM UTC
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