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Simon Woodstock Jun 2015
Today I walked among the rocks and the trees and I felt a divine presence I stopped at the cliff and stared at the lake below me and it slowly turned into blood red flames and I heard the screams of the ****** and all the ******* children that wouldn't bow and then there was silence as I couldn't see him I felt the heat radiate from his essence and he whispered you don't have to burn kneel and my feet and surrender and you won't have to suffer and I screamed how can you torture those that you claim to love is that the meaning of a loving god I will never serve under your tyranny and with that he was gone but the lake of fire was still present and It was starting to spread unafraid I let myself fall from the cliff without any regrets after all heaven is no place for a ******* son like me
A nightmare I had a while back where I came to my own demise
Simon Woodstock Jun 2015
rolling away, away in space and time this loneliness feels so divine
nowhere to run nowhere to hide so roll,roll away down the crystal line
Simon Woodstock Jun 2015
She hung herself last night right in front of me too but I didn't mind I was too high to move she smiled at me gracefully one last time and I could see a twinkle in her eye like I did every time she smiled before only this time it was different it was more I saw the twinkle but something deeper too I saw another galaxy as she smiled one last time as the shooting stars silently escaped her eyes and she whispered one word goodbye and then she fell gracefully like an eagle diving for it's prey her death would be hers and she caught it what only took seconds seemed like hours watching her fall I felt the need to cry but I wasn't sad I felt the need to stop her but I couldn't raise my hand so I watched her ballerina show until it's very end and she hung motionless before me and the saliva fell periodically like rain drops she had chosen to go to that galaxy while I watched her blast off to meet it in this one *be free busy bee rest your wings and sit with me
Simon Woodstock Jun 2015
The tree of life was cut down to fuel the fires of our wicked ways
yes these are dark days indeed
  Jun 2015 Simon Woodstock
ShitHead
It’s all in my head
These neon gods prancing
Naked around a fire in the desert
Everything burns

Within the fire
Is a man with a horse’s head
The god of the rain
His agonized shrieks fill the badlands

The fire will consume us all
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Everything will burn

And as the world burns down
We lay ignorant
Trapped by the bounds of reality
Take me
I’m ready to be consumed in flames
Simon Woodstock Jun 2015
come reverence of the mothers soil hacked and drained away by the descendants ego plundering and breaking in their conquest of their hearts to fill the eternal emptiness killing in the name of purpose the mother Gaia is decaying as we pay no mind and go thru our day she bleeds eternally bearing the pain and scars of humanly hate she cries out in pain sons and daughters listen do not continue this way i supplied your way of life is this how you repay please don't do this anymore my body is beginning to break  but the fires are already lit the pyre set the funeral for mother Gaia will be one to never forget for without Gaia there is nothing and without us theirs nothing to be missed
Simon Woodstock Jun 2015
forgive them father they know not what they've done they have traded your book for money used for guns to fund there wars condemning their eyes only granting their comfort in ****** leaving them to sleep from woman to woman craving to fill an emptiness inside subconsciously begging for words from the wise forever searching for a meaning in life slitting their own throats because of lack of purpose and a lust to know what it truly means to die feast your eyes on a systematic bee hive stinging and attacking everything they see desperate to hold on to the possessions of their being
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