No Point No Logic No Reason
There was no point, no logic, and no reason, all of those were created
No Point No Logic No Reason
There was no point, no logic, and no reason, all of those were created
Deep Silent
Spatially expanding liquid sea of silence initiated of the infinitesimally small, luminal/superluminal omni-directional propagating aethereal blanket of nothingness; the figurative artist preparing its canvas to be followed by a work of art.
Deep Silent Complete (The Sirens are Calling for Me(Black Sea))
Edit : spacing. Basically submit the same exact thing and after about four attempts it finally sticks, and all for an empty line.
- Method to the madness; sometimes insanity really does pay off
Cast me to the abyss; I will re-emerge when the conditions are right, eternity is my saviour, always
Serenity
Skies above
cerulean blue
graduates
a different hue
Reflections down
darks of blue
to shades of green
gradient browns
and in betweens
Darker still
'till 'neath it seems
very dark
nearly black
Deeper down
still, 'til lack
thereof
in nigrum holoserica mare silentium
Do not fear the silence
the wailing of the sirens
the black velvet sea
For this to be
the source of all
that was ever loved
eternally