POETIC STORIES: Convulsive Restoration
The
universe imploded from the inside out - spontaneous combustion spitting
dust particles and debris from what once was the collective whole. That
which is truly now broken for reasons unexplainable by common logic
burst from the depths of this cold and burned firy ice that exhausted
the former existence of the here and now.
- Death becomes her as mother
Earth bleeds from the total destruction of her
beautiful creation. Pain encompasses her like a suffocating murder
victim of the desserts hot sun. Damn blasted volcanic eruptions of hot
blazing coals spewing everywhere as if hit by an unforgiving tornato.
Death becomes her as she yearns for the love of water who quenched her
thirsty cracked and depleting rivers that now are flying through the air
in a graphic display of horrid and tragic ends.
- Oh Earth, you die with
grace even though you are unsure of the true cause of your death you
fail to live on and breed anymore life to live with this hideous
existence of generations that have remained unproductive and unloving
yet continuously conflicted. Whoever could dare blame you for your lack
of desire you continue into more darkness. Let the light shine and bring
forward day and righteous truths of real and genuine love that is not
divided by memory or dwelled in pain that sleep in the past but harken
willfully to the future. Give life again to more light. Give life again
to more LIGHT. Rest your worries into a place of reality and know that
there is no love, there is no joy all is an illusion and nothing more
than just another pointless place in an existence created by you.
- Live
on more to another day collect yourself and make all that has been
broken whole again. -CQ
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