the dark side of the moon
unseen, yet conceivable. a Cimmerian flame which inspirits the ironies of our actuality. for what is ... may not necessarily ... be ... resembles "truth", doesn't it ?
Mindfields - the craven may retreat. this is the ranch of the dauntless spirit. the ONE who fears not even oneself. abode of the ONE whom death cannot dare.
it exists at the zenith of the paradise of everyone's free expressionism. the point of no return ... a universe in itself . a dark yet illuminated, psychotic realm where the soul is free to imagine and dream, without bounds. a world to be experienced once, and ONLY once you leave the dominion of suspended reality and pretence ....
remember "you'll never know its a dream, until you wake up". and awakening shatters the very clairvoyance of the vision, itself. and the wheel thus spins on till eternity ... can you do something about it ? although i warn you.
the truth is macabre, never foretell it, and the facts are overwhelming, never interpret them, surrender to the infernal illusions, and you have a contingency of perceiving your true identity in this multiverse.
its all about 'mindspeak'. the ambience is muted. the free soul talks. and each word sears through the conscience, sparks the cells of fantasy and authors a conflagration to propel the truth to its righteous (albeit unmerciful) heights. a fire of consummate desire. the inferno RAGES till the evil sands of time, and the immoral windmills of destiny extinguish its passion.
but the illusions of the inferno prevail. they live to tell the truth to whichever soul who dares to dream them. they encompass both the vehement energy spewed by the dynamos of the mind in their relentless quest to break free, and the tranquil, rhetoric introspections of the heart.the apparition, the anima fades into oblivion ... but the memory, forever, REMAINS.
Thus, is life .
Thus, is truth .
unpredictable .
uncontrollable .
impalpable .
imperceptible .
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