We have only yet begun.
This time we’ve spent has chiseled at the circumstance of
This pain I no longer feel. I’ve got to feel the freedom of the real,
Gotta get out of this place!... Never will…

“Focus on it. You can’t have it!”

Please make sense to me.
Decided this right, I am The Author inside.
I have the authorization, get out of my head.

Our entire lives are lived inside
Don’t hold it in to be afraid to die.
Pour from the seams your cosmic stream.
Don’t hold it in, you’ve gotta learn to fly.

Re-thinking suddenly, still… it’s gone.

Soon we’ll fly away,
Looking on in retrospect.
Swimming in true euphony.

…It’s scary, but it’s worth the ride.
I was never full of shit, my friend.

Lollygaggers stand aside…
Clear my line.
The ultima is nigh.

“You cannot help what you are. Don’t you think?”
I don’t know.
But, everyone knows your name.
Obliquity.

What now shall we do here with the sound?
This composure that we have grown? Oh, I don’t know…

Is it so hard to believe? Are we merely digressing your leave?
“Being talented only gets you so far.”
Yet that’s why we’re here?
It’s so expensive to feel free, is this depressing you or me?
We must have hit a bump back there, but who knows where?
I don’t care.

Growing closer…
We owe that much to each other.
Figuring out our way.
Finding a place to stay, letting the children play.

“You’ll never get out!”

This movement is a difficult one at best.
But journey is worthy of the sake of my hide.
We would sooner dislocate this axis and leave The Decaying Realm behind.

It’s growing. Just watch me.

Little friend wants to feel, wants to know…
Where the hell did all of you go?

This is the time, if my flame is to shine.
(Not about to let you put it out.)
The disturbing breeze of a long-allowed disease.
(Dissipates within the estate of my light.)

It’s astronomical, your witness to persistence
Now, Come glimpse a taste of all that I am.
Catch me if you can!

Soon to pierce the winds abide,
I’m longing for the moment coming closely, shedding
So my misery won’t show. I’m not about to wait,
Or slowly wade into the pit of desire.

I’ll exercise my devils in my own way,
Don’t get me wrong; it’s not that I don’t care about the present.
I’m just clearly careful about forgetting.

Take a good look inside.
If what you see is what you are…
You’re wicked, don’t you touch me.
Take a good look inside.
If what you see is what you are…
You’re blackened. Just like the rest of them.

The wall is my friend. The wall is my enemy. The wall is I.

Clearly we’ve gotten nowhere.

Excuse me, exclude me as I drain the thought of it all.

‘Till the end of this world.
‘Till my time has elapsed.
‘Till the greater has formed.
Until that time, bear in mind; you shall strain beneath the weight of what I
perform.