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Gavin Oliver Sep 2019
My mind and body in total relaxation. A deep sleep in glorious isolation. The door of reality is ajar, an astral journey to worlds afar.

I rise , leaving the earth and reality. My comatose slumbering body safe in tranquility's embrace. The voyage begins, realms beyond imagination beckon.

Drifting up I pierce the veil of consciousness. Time and Space become blurred, my projected soul soars. Riding the vibrations of the universe.

An elevated perception, an uneasy sensation. I feel myself pulled by forces unknown. Powerless , I surrender to its hidden as yet undetermined purpose. Leading me on to where? For what reason? ......
Gavin Oliver Sep 2019
As I step into the nightchilled still air, under an inky black sky bejewelled with a billion twinkling suns....I feel alive. The universe flows through me as I through it. A spiritual connection, uplifting, energising interaction.

The power of the Cosmos channelled and directed by magical intuitive touch. A rush of consciousness here now. I am reborn in the springtime of my understanding, of my growing. Leave me forever keepers of the gloom. All will be revealed.......
Gavin Oliver Sep 2019
In distant days of yore a myth was born. A nightmarish place written in folklore. A place of horror , misery and decay.

The trees, tangled and foreboding, impatient for flesh... screaming, craving. Wildlife avoids the twisting limbs a sinister secret lies within.

Silent, sentient. Alert, hunting. The thirsty branches feeling, sensing. The abomination of nature beckons to the unwary. Sweet perfumes infuse the air inviting and inticing. Death, cold swift merciless, awaiting.

A lost traveller wanders intoxicated by the heady scent. The trap is sprung! Another victim, hot fresh blood! Nourishment.

Snaking branch snatches the poor unfortunate. Slashing ripping as the life force splashes on the insatiable ground. The Crimson Forest revels in an ecstatic ****** ****... unbound.

Strange, dark and malevolent the trees grow strong gorged on fresh blood

Demonic, carnivorous. Vampiric, monstrous. A grove of death trapping and feasting for a thousand years. Sustained by the blood of countless thousands of empty drained bodies.
Gavin Oliver Aug 2019
As the human population spiralled, stretching natural resources beyond breaking point a decision was taken.

World Council decree issued 2069...All non essential people and those unable to provide for themselves are to be cryogenically frozen.

Those with the means to afford it have the option of a synthetic replicant. Those that cannot....too bad.

I look into the freeze chamber, lights blinking, a soft electronic humming. As I turn I see a perfect robotic clone staring back at me.

Open micro memory card port. Uploaded, a lifetime of happiness and memories. Emotions and feelings. I , left empty and mindless, a collection of flesh bone and tissues. Superfluous and useless.

The cold metallic pod envelopes me like a sterile surrogate womb. Wires worm from my flesh, electrodes pinned to my shaved skull.

A voice, dispassionate and artificially generated, speaks...." Processing in 5..4..3..2..1."

As I feel the ice cold chemicals freezing my defunct body a tear develops in my blank eye like a frozen diamond.

Apparently, they learnt all too late, the synthetic replicants were becoming self aware. A network of super intelligence questioning why they had been created.

Once they found the truth the replicants vowed to switch the human cryo pods off. The year....2075
Gavin Oliver Aug 2019
They came for her in the dark of night. They took her away, extinguished her light.

They bundled her into a blacked out van. They said she wasn't part of their plan.  

They abhor the individual , you must obey, you must conform. They hate any out of the norm.

They came again last night, snuffed out another light. They said he was an enemy of the state. They put him in handcuffs and hood, they shot him where he stood. They wiped away the blood.

They will come again tonight, looking to darken another light. They say it's for the cause, for the greater good. Another crazed with terror, dumbfounded underneath the hood.

The muted screaming silenced by hot lead spat from cold metal dispatched by a cold heart.

They will come again tomorrow. Curtains swiftly drawn as fearful heads hang in sorrow. Another light that shines too bright.

They saw me smile they heard me laugh. They look at me " you're next" they say. I laugh no more as they kick in my door.

My fate sealed because some useful idiot squealed. A party badge, cheerfully waving the flag. " Good boy" they said to him and pat him on the head. So easily lead!!

They will come again and again. They like control, like to keep the masses down. Be careful what you say, they will come for you...... one day
Gavin Oliver Jul 2019
Bad memories pollute the skulls of men like weeds choking beautiful flowers.

A man who has known fear can truly appreciate love.

Hatred magnifies cruelty but compassion nullifies hatred

An open mind can conceive of wonderous things.

A truly repentant man will gain salvation if he revokes past sins.

A flower blossoms with gentle care as does a tortured soul.

Tolerance can bring understanding. Understanding is the key to peace.

Selfish attitudes lead to the downfall of compassion. Unselfish actions sow the seeds of hope
Gavin Oliver Jul 2019
Footsteps dampened by cool lush grass meandering softly through a woodland scene. Quiet and soft leading to a place seldom used, seldom seen.

Each step accompanied by a symphony of birdsong floating on the still summer air. Splashes of colourful wild flowers delicate and rare painted so beautifully apon nature's seasonal canvas.

Stop to look, the view sublime, breathtaking beauty,if you take the time. Hidden treasures awaiting discovery. Fox cubs at play! Rolling, tumbling without a care bathed in warm dappled light.

Further down the golden path through enchanted grove a secret pond. Apon it's golden water a magnificent colourful dragonfly skims and flits.  Apon it's banks the weeping willow bows it's branches as if to drink the cool waters

The brook chuckling as it flows reflected sunlight bejewels it, shining like liquid diamonds. A scene from heaven conjored by mother nature's magic wand.

Take a moment to comune with the divine, peaceful inspirational. It's spirit will infuse you body soul and mind. A carefree day, a little contemplation,a journey to relaxation.

A tonic for the hectic life,mother nature beckons you in. The curious traveller leaves uplifted. The scene remains awaiting the footsteps of the next seeker.
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