The effort's nearly gone to waste. Fools made hierophants kings and builders to be breakers. They "first-night"-ed your livelihood and taxed your time on earth. They thought they were building monuments to their gods, but failed to realize their worship was hollow, all good gone to the warship on the morrow. Boiled like frogs between … Continue reading A Warning for the People of Babel
Poetry
Naked
There's an air of nothingness that sits within. A personal void under my skin for me to return to at any and every time. Waking up, preparing for work, talking with my parents, or looking into my lover's eyes. I feel it following me, this empty drum. A droning kind of drum that offers nothing … Continue reading Naked
The Enlightened Mind 