~BEHIND THE THIRD EYE OF MY CONSCIOUSNESS~

[ënagualí~ᏉLAᗪἇ ኔጡ።]

ೋBEHIND THE THIRD EYE OF MY CONSCIOUSNESSೋ

Forever I Remain But a Wound Covered
Like Sanguinary Kisses In this painting, Christened As that now Called Life
Searching Within Coloured Mirrored Reflections

No truths unfold Do I heed

For that Which I see Only pretends To be Me
Within shadows Under the lies Having been Crucified By a time-warp
My corpse Of memories I uncover Within leaves like pages Dead
Deep into This heart Broken On abused Knees In Slowness & Dust...

I crawl Behind me Dragging scars Of my Loneliness
With hands Gloved By distrust Dug

I Feel I dig that grave Unmarked
Where In secret I hide

The mutilations I imposed upon myself from Eons Past
I Stand Bleeding Amongst The hurt As all Hope
Forever I abandoned..

Tears fall Burning The flesh Of my Soul As a Seer I Feel it
I hide Beneath And between This mockery of others
Nothing in Life Should be this Ghod-damn hard
I Disappear Amidst This pain Of suffering For no Longer
Am I able With Sadness To kwil it
Begging Answers From The Confusions That haunt Me
Demented Depths Of my stuffed up Thoughts and Of my Earthly fate
I know not What is to be of me at Times
The only Salvation I derive Is from Words
Scratched on this Paper here in Black ink I write them freely

Share them Openly
That In desperation I shall clutch For solace upon pages Colored in black
Is written The Sum Of my Sanity..

While staring Into the Stagnant Eye of My Consciousness
an Intelligent Eye Opening Lyricism Unfolds
all thoughtfully Bound together
by a considerate Unifying aesthetic
Live each role with heart and soul I'm told
The shades of Dark and Light combined
Know Thyself in These things that You are all
The Morbidity of Death as it is The painful Breath of life as Well...

Nevertheless, there is a Crossword-Clue-Style
revelry in this language,

theme & meaning through out there's a Mischievous

Pseudo-Mystical Balancing Glass Ball type concept

yet it's also not so thought out that one day someone's
gonna reveal the Secret Magic Messages behind everything that is
The only thing In this Life Of which I Am Certain..
Is that One day I will fully awaken And see Myself whole as My full higher-self...

 Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ ኔጡ።aka Reɪvən ღ

© - All Right Reserved~

Only when we find the quietness in our own minds can we begin to hear our inner teacher, so that we may receive some in-tuition. Only when we are ready to recognize and value the wisdom that we carry at the core of our being will we turn our attention inwards and 'listen in'. Sit down, be quiet and listen in at some point today and you might be surprised at what you hear. Then do it again tomorrow. All you need to do is remember that you are the listener and not the noise..