Sober headed Too many nights of ambivalence  Stricken by my scars  Lifting heavy bells To ease my scars  Will I ever live or continue in agony? For how long  Will I continue to paint dark pictures  For how long will i continue to  Tint lucid resplendent moments  For myself that will never exist  Or will I just continue to foster my  ambiguities  Till I become a victim of the  Inescapable fate of all beings😔

Dear Old friend , 

From the depth of my heart I’ll say this, my gratitude for you will be for infinity, for all that you’ve taught me, I solidly believe in myself now more than I have ever been. 

Memories  of  you can’t fade away in a stone throw, regardless of how transient the Context of the universe might seem. 

You expunged the inner skepticism i built upon my soul, You pulverized the if’s and but’s I nursed in my heart due to mysterious past. I can never ask for a friend better than you.

You shed light on the dark energies that weighed and stood on my inner strength. All the times you transposed me from the denotative to the connotative, I’m no longer  oblivious of our universe’s paradigm. 

From the Acme frequency of our universe, you reposed and charged confidence on my bones. 

I feel better now.

#yourssincerelyNyctophilia#

A better space, you’ll never find , a space to call my shell , a space to call home, dark images from dead fates, wandering around with me.

a tribe known for dark deeds since the origin of time, a hollow space waiting to be found, I owe myself the truth all the time for the grief I’d never let go.

my heart been darker than these contrary to light energies amidst the universe.

Tryna outweigh these creeping anxieties breaking through my walls of courage, but each attempt gives momentum to these anxieties.

Can’t help but to scream out my pains, I get weaker day after day , making my screams inaudible for her to hear me.

You’ve taken everything away from me, everything I’ve been striving for, you left me with a void soul. 🥀

Bubbling in melancholy, a force therein blasts shades of optimism, a heart tied to past

predecessors, uncovering the mystery behind dead generation of red souls, searching for the meaning of her universe, archaic thorns on successive crowns, multi faces in the world after, revealing the truth about her universe, however our hearts, darkened by paintings from her past , making it less apparent to glance messages from the multi faced stars, In temenos, shivering like a cub out there in the

snow, beautiful faces in deluge, a weak heart clothed with armor, an ineffable voice in Ataraxia, threading towards a latibule, Bursting bubbles of dark shadows, vocal tears from bereaved souls, uncovering

verisimilitude from dead souls, whispering sounds from above, A wandering tired soul, craving for an unending rest.

We’re born in pain, yet all we crave is the most ephemeral of all things, ( Happiness)

Isn’t it inhumane of us, how we’re born in pain, our mothers go through pain to succeed us, yet we try to dodge the slightest of pain that crosses our path as humans. Without considering the amount of pain we inflated on our mothers during birth.

We speak negatively of pain, yet in pain we were established. Pain is life itself, in pain we were borne. It’s the genesis of our earthly being…

Oh ye dead metaphors:, Now is the time we need you the most, There’s no meaning to this life, your absence has made the world miserable and unbearable for us to live, life’s meaningless. I hope someday you reincarnate to your best form, your soul’s being tranquil for centuries now, You were the spark of Creation, since you left, the world’s been dark and far from light.

A wild soul, in the middle of chaos yet tranquil. A heart torn into pieces could be amended, however would lose shape, A mental blade turned a blood flowing heart into pieces of paper. Pieces of broken metals on motion under the hurricane, masks and scarecrows , all this happened in a red dark circumference, clouded with rough sounds from red souls. Pain and hella sorrows, a tribe known for dark spaces, filled with terrestrial energies. Dark sound’s reiterating day and night amongst dark souls. A freaking sensation inimical to the soul, Drowning in darkness desperately craving the light from above. Ironical faces fighting each other. All cold hearted, no atom of humanity runs through there veins, A world that needs a rebirth…

Prior to now I’ve always thought, experiencing or going through the dark side of life denotes the universe is against you, inadvertently to me that a time will come in life when I’ll realize that it’s an inevitable phase and a fleeting one at that. according to the apocryphal mystery book life was borne out of darkness, hence whenever a human’s going through the dark phase of life you and I should always remember that life would’ve been absent without darkness, embrace it learn to make the finest out of your darkest moments . For it is one of nature’s absurdities, and the Genesis of Creation.

I’m precarious, I’m out of the human body now, in the sixes and sevens, not sure of why I came out, do you think it’s worth the roaming around, the wandering around. Life’s absurd I don’t think I’ll ever find the meaning, just maybe someday it’ll reveal itself to me. It’s high time I returned back to my body, a great light struck my sight I guess it’s the end of my quest, perhaps it’s what I’ve been searching for in centuries. I’ve never seen something as animated as this, immediately a dark path opens it paved way for me, I said to myself so light speaks. The frequency of his voice almost disabled my ears, he said to me “walk straight till the end of this dark path for you’ll see that which your soul’s being questing for” i adhered to his instruction. I walked through the path the great light has paved for me, behold I got to the end of the path I was standing before the mighty ocean. I dived in🌊, all I could hear after that was you should return to your body now. You’ve come to the end of your journey, you’re only confined in your mind. Don’t let anyone or anything subterfuge you. If you go farther you’d be lost forever. Life’s not confined you can achieve anything in it. These were his last words, immediately everywhere was filled with darkness. I returned back to my human body.

The Universe is filled with unlimited possibilities Go on a quest for yours, (search deep) They are seeds, these seeds exits for real, once you find them plant ‘em, water em consistently, make sure you protect em from herbivores, let it grow. And when it’s due time for harvest, harvest ‘em, plant more , keep planting, make sure you never stop planting, there lies your infinite supply of possibilities ✨