Snailusions

Dali induced word play

sinister and metallic, a crystalline mind built around eroticism and fear of weakness, inept understanding, zero gravity ideas floating through it all-

perversion and blemishes diminishing the core; 

melting mantles of menacing maniacs milking me mindlessly for what has been earned through jack-hammering and pounding out of dust. 

the haunt of fluttering words that creep their way into the backdrops of it all, sincerity collapses, confusion overpowers, acceptance of ignorance-a tradeoff for absolute bliss.

so i creep, i crawl, i creep along. unbound by it all. finally unabridged steps can be taken, leaps will no longer be baited with venom tipped hooks. sweet smelling, bright eyes, crisp ears will be achieved, i will pull back the black veil thats been cast over my eyes. the absolute strength that i have coerced myself into will be left destitute as it gazes at the horizon of what is to be. on one of these trips my heart was set to show no weakness, no expression of desire or passion gained from symphonic harmonies,

it seemed--
as if i was set up for a nose dive.---

a star burning and reaching the end of its life, the climax is beautiful. what is more memorable? the millions of years of its existence, or the final fleeting moments of its destruction?

all be it possible, an end; a beginning. but no, an unraveling of form
and escape. acceptance of a paradox, resulting in an understanding that no immediate change will occur, no magic switch that will grant a new view, horizon or sought after prizes. work will be thrown in and blood spilt and in due time there will be ease. happiness, joy that feels solid for the first time. that form will take over, the correct, fearless, hopefull, understanding and acceptant view. The idea that will cause molecular bonds with what matters. the peace felt when the self is not present will consume the being wholly in a magnificent manner, indiscernible to the noted party.