Chaos23
Bluelighter
Choices Within Chaos
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Emptiness fills our desolate space—
Mostly fragile souls created in perfection and divine grace.
Love is real—
True emotion set to a chaotic pace.
It’s the only thing to fall back on in this twisted sphere of corruption trapped in infinite space.
Loose yourselves again my falling devious friends—
For soon enough this entire reflection will shatter to an end.
See yourself for the final time—
Look through the glass, beyond the other side—
For depth and reality will constantly collide.
Check your soul again as the light draws near—
Never ending battles in hope, and the reality of fear.
Love the others in your world—
As special as it may be.
Chaos set into motion—
A flowing river of life, known as atomic energy.
The devious thoughts that corrupt our lands—
The Devil’s work is aided by man.
Destruction and hate have all but been achieved—
During our last days of existence, good souls shall be relived.
No more sorrow, no more pain—
Only the reality of the unknown shall be left for us to tame.
People are needed; and that’s why we came—
Yet no one knows for certain why our race arrived on this cosmically perfect plane.
Existence is golden, so cherish it well—
God granted us life, along with the ultimate choice—
Heaven or Hell.
Eric Robertson
(1997 – during the chaos)
Addendum:
I no longer believe in the Devil, heaven, or hell... This was written many years ago when I was having a breakdown involving high doses of MDMA and LSD... I thought I was a prophet and was convinced I had spoken with angels. This lasted about 6 weeks of intense insanity, and forever changed my life.
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Emptiness fills our desolate space—
Mostly fragile souls created in perfection and divine grace.
Love is real—
True emotion set to a chaotic pace.
It’s the only thing to fall back on in this twisted sphere of corruption trapped in infinite space.
Loose yourselves again my falling devious friends—
For soon enough this entire reflection will shatter to an end.
See yourself for the final time—
Look through the glass, beyond the other side—
For depth and reality will constantly collide.
Check your soul again as the light draws near—
Never ending battles in hope, and the reality of fear.
Love the others in your world—
As special as it may be.
Chaos set into motion—
A flowing river of life, known as atomic energy.
The devious thoughts that corrupt our lands—
The Devil’s work is aided by man.
Destruction and hate have all but been achieved—
During our last days of existence, good souls shall be relived.
No more sorrow, no more pain—
Only the reality of the unknown shall be left for us to tame.
People are needed; and that’s why we came—
Yet no one knows for certain why our race arrived on this cosmically perfect plane.
Existence is golden, so cherish it well—
God granted us life, along with the ultimate choice—
Heaven or Hell.
Eric Robertson
(1997 – during the chaos)
Addendum:
I no longer believe in the Devil, heaven, or hell... This was written many years ago when I was having a breakdown involving high doses of MDMA and LSD... I thought I was a prophet and was convinced I had spoken with angels. This lasted about 6 weeks of intense insanity, and forever changed my life.
