technicians of space ship earth, this is your captain speaking, your captain is dead!
Monday, November 15, 2010
in codeine, which is a plant based opium derivative, old skool medication, i found the perfect sleeping aid, slipping into that deep state has never been so easy, like drowning in molasses my eyes close and emptiness takes me, under i sink, darkness abounds, peace and freedom, painless nights, no one can enter my fortress of isolation, here i am like sleeping beauty in reverse, i am the prince suspended in nothingness, body turned to stone, after battles and war, after love and loss, after the cruelty and brutality, after watching the kingdom being over run by barbarians and the wild black vine, their sharp razor thorns grow around all the remains. there in the centre he lays under the codeine's enchantment for the eternal night. the only magick that can break this spell is a kiss on the lips, from her.
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