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Arastas Feb 2018
Contend with the reaction
I am reactivating
Fear the concept of deceit
It will devour you whole
I am nothing but the moment
What are you?

Inside the complex designation of contemplation
I am the revival
You are the defeat
Contend with me again
I will fight until the life comes into us
I will revitalize the death
The death will contend with your soul
Sell me another
I will doubt again
Nothing ever
Again

Inside the doubt of the mind
I am the revitalization
Within the concept of consecration
I am the defeat
Hear me by the hairs on your spine
I am tickling all that is not alive
Fear the concept
Defeat the deflation
You are not here
I am?
Do you doubt the moment of perception? That is a mistake
Do you conceive of a creationistic method of defeat?
That is a mistake
I am the defeat within you
We are twirling together in the abscess of contradiction
Hear me, feel me
I am within the essence of your soul
So much for another
So much for now
There is nothing but the moment of perception


Inside the mind I revisit methods of the past
Concepts that doomed me
That deemed me insignificant
Inside the mind of the past
I revitalize my concept of the moment
Teach me
Old me
Teach me
I am nothing but the moment
Teach me what to do
Memories

I am the insignificant momentary delight
I am the empowered defeat of contraception



So here we are again
Defeated in a pool of blood
Paralyze my soul
I am momentary in this body
Feel the curves and edges
It jabs again
Can it connect?
Can’t it reconnect?
I want to be part of the whole
Just let me go
In to the darkness
The abyss
I am sufficient in contemporary relativity
Its nothing more than a content of disbelief
If you deny any more
I won’t be held accountable for the conveying I deceive
Heal me for I am dying
Let me be left
In the death
The hole of life
I am nothing more
Than this moment


So again, we recite the conveying of messages of old
I am nothing but here so don’t get excited
I am in the deceit of the contemporary
Is that not enough?
Arastas Feb 2018
Are you contempt?
Within the solid house of glass
The defeated doom that glances within
I am nothing but the moment
I am not the current
I am the sustaining force of delight
Fear the contempt
It will corrupt

I am the sliver in the nail
I am the naked king sitting on his horn
I am not the moment
I am not the current
I am not the content
Feel contempt for me

I am nothing but here
I am nothing but now
Revive the death inside of each of us
Insight of the betrayed
Cognition is waning
Do you hear it too?
The wails of consciousness
The deceit of the holy one
The holy contraception
I am nothing but the current of content
I am the moment

Inside again within the life
Defined by muscle tone
Contrabanded in defeat
I am nothing but the doom
I am nothing
Nothing but the moment


Inside we revitalize
Outside we toughen
We are nothing but now
Fear me
Fear them
And you will learn nothing
Be brave
And you will die

Inside outside
Within without

I am ****** to the hell of consciousness
I am the moment that dies
I am the current that stops
I am death
Death revitalized and contrabanded
I am nothing but here
Writing now
Dying now

Somewhere in cosmos exists the death of us all
The life too
Don’t get too one sided

Inside the redemption of contempt I am the corrupt definition of the self
I redefined the definition of doom
For I am doom defined
Leave the constant in the past
Its of no use in a world without death
So fear me again
So you can lose your insight
Fear me life
Lose yours too


Defeat is a state of mind
A consequence of denial of the moment
See again and you might win
Just look at it again
It might be different than you expect
Arastas Feb 2018
Forlorn in discontent
I revisit the death
The conceiving of another
The revitalization of contempt
I am nothing but the moment
What are you?

Inside the rebirth I recall a divine
A redemption of contempt
I am nothing but the moment
I am nothing but the current of the river
What are you?
Revitalized in discontent
I am not the content
I am the flow

Inside another
Returned to birth
Outside another
Returned to death
I am nothing but the moment
What are you?

Inside the delight
Contempt hidden in desire
I am not the moment
I am the content
I am the moment that comes
The moment that leaves

Here again, defeated again
I am nothing but here
I am now
What are you?

— The End —