The hardcore

I once said, when I love it will be a hardcore. With the same logic, when it is broke, I don't know what should I call to the remains of my core, probably worst than Voldemort when his curse bounched touching Harry Potter. Because then, all the prison is broken, all the sanity left behind, and there is you lurking in the shadow. Waiting for a total take over. 

The Society

I can feel how they feel about society. I can feel why it is not sufficient from them to see the decadence of our society, but I don't see their way as a cure rather than an ultimate blast of an anger. Nor Bundy, nor Kascynsky. Well, now I also see them trying to chase us and lock us in their prison. They may try, whether they fail or succeed I never will have regret. This is the world we invented, the society can't understand how mutual and beautiful things that we had.

The Time Capsule

Here we go savoring all those emotions and magical moments into a memory capsule. All the best moments, the roller coasters, all the tears and mostly the joyful. I talked to universe can I stop the spacetime and stay in this chronosphere forever. I hear the ping eventhough very subtle. Can I hope you, even if they odds are astronomical...

The wonderland

Miles away and your imagery still sit there looking at me with uncanny expression. It is not a secret that I can no longer hide, there are no more walls that can stop from this addiction. I fear the world can at anytime be fall upon me, I am like standing on the thin ice with endless black hole underneath me. But hey, maybe I will join him anyway. And the whole world may hate me.

Like a porcelain, like a candy bubble gum. Like roller coaster in Everland running up high and falling down without a safety band. This time I am a child with a pass to a world of fantasy. It is indeed a wonderland.

Chemical swarms

Here we go again, day by day, minutes by minutes, only to wait a new wave of words come in. A pair of soul seems locked each other in, like a double helix spiral, swirling into the twilight. Into the vein, luscious chemical rush in, flourishing like newborns of baby octopus dancing, like a harmony of viral replication, like a colorful swarms.

In last reminiscence of the defeat, I can only see you there until everything ends...

Destiny still arrives

You are the reason I let my heart bleed open, knowing it someday, will be in no other form, than BROKEN...

Less Conversation

There, they were finally unleashed face to face. Through a secret realm, somehow the thick prison wall were broken and all the writings were scattered all over. Lestat stand tall with an awry smile, his sharp nose is victorious like an eagle. He just can't resist to struggle, or he no longer care of what will happen, a beautiful surrender. Well, if Thanos will kill half of the universe and we were unknown to be left alive, does it all still really matters?

Just don't speak, no more voice, no more diversion. Let us just enjoy this vibes, with less conversation

May the newborn Sun rises

Deep from the dark, he can only feel the subtle warmth of the new Sun. As the fireworks subdued, and the night surrendered to the newborn Sun, he'd hope you will have a wonderful year, everything that you dream dangerously and outrageously in your sleep, in your unconsciousness, in your hidden passionate desires. 

I am myself again, no longer torn in two. It was me who touched you, whispered to you, and controlling you in the Ysera realm of dream. It was not him. In the light of the newborn Sun, we rises as one.

Glorious Triumph

It has been amazing campaign, we managed to seal a glorious triumph in the end of the day. Despite shade of darkness, threatening blizzard, and all the endless battle against beautiful Veela, a final strike landed to secure the victory.

I save our battle for next round, stay there if you want. I may grow stronger, controlling and you will be on your knees. And in my dream, it has been always like that for thousand times.

Singularity

I should warn that there might be no escape. Like in the center of a black hole, all matters will always be succumbed into a singularity of one supermassive dark matters.  Even light can not escape. There are Event Horizon as a crossing border, step one little further and you will be crippled into matters in a timeless dimension like flour dough being extruded into noodle maker, infinitely. 

In my own space-time fabric, in my singularity, that is the laws of physic. 

Ragnarok

I never thought I was gonna chilled in anxiety because of it. It was really dark, it was like all cloud in the earth was summoned by a powerful flying demon in the sky and dooms day was gonna poured down within the poisoned black rain. I was ready to accept my faith, if it was the end then let it be.

Then you just came to earth like nothing was happening. With all that demonic aura only Hela the Goddess of Death can match. I wish I could fight you to your annihilation, to call upon a bright lightning and send thunder bolt to make you scream loud,...but I am not Thor...