The Words of The Lost Mind

The Lost Mind

An Incessant Rambling

Note: I understand that I tend to have run-on sentences, and a lack of proper punctuation. This text is in its original form transcribed from the scrawls on whatever paper I could  find at the time. Read it as it is written, don't punctuate it yourself. That way you read it in the form it was meant for. Also, "#" represents the end of a section (like a vague stanza format).

Element 1: Introduction

Open yourself, Alas closed to communication a blockaded port into the inner consciousness. Tear down your walls and withhold your hate, if only for awhile. Allow the creeping shadows to engulf,  entrust, enrage, enlighten, energize, and strengthen you. This is the final gate, you are safe now, harmonizing with your natural, inner voice, singing softly the chorus of life and desire. of  love. Feel not your pain, intolerance, fear, lust, cowardice, and hopelessness. Abandon this solid reality and feed your lost and helpless hope for a better, richer feeling of self being.  Let these words dance amongst your conundrums, and thought processes and awaken your buried human. Become all that you desire, all that you wish you were. Transform yourself, evolve into the cast  in which your set and live life to the extent that you are, and ever will be.

These are the words of the Lost Mind

Let them carry you on when you cannot. Let them guide you. Let them be the light in the fog and haze you traverse every day. I am not a voice to be heard, and i do not carry promises, only hope and hopeless wishes. Touching the human heart with what i have attempting to reach out into the darkness. To retrieve what we have lost:

_-HUMANITY-_

Allow my words to enlighten you. Allow me to take you by the hand and lead you as I unlock the door to my inner sanctum, my mind and conscious where the true me lies in wait for the day it will accept and be accepted by the world. Please allow me to open your eyes. View the world and inner consciousness as I do. Please be free.#


Element 2: The Slip

Can you feel the rising in your chest, the lump in your throat. The necessity to shout and be heard like no one lost control of a society lost to dust and embers. Burnt out on its own superiority and on an agenda to FUCK everyone else in the end its all the same as the beginning we can't even imagine a single thought, in hive mind, compelling you to scream your curses and praise at the uncaring, nonchalant stars mocking every word and turn in history. A being lights a smokerette and inhales deeply, taking a moment to imagine in vivid gruesome detail the cells of his lungs dieing. Suffocating under the smokes heavy blockade. Suddenly an explosion in his brain a sudden reckoning, wise to the disease in this world that corrupts and destroys. Advancement in the field of lost souls reclaiming a birthright for happiness and a promise of freedom. Lost in a train of cascading, undulating thoughts watching the rain ping on the street window wishing his obtuse reflection would disappear, vanish with the streaming water that cleanses the earth of his peoples filth. He fights the impulse to shatter the window, distort the image of his culture run sower and acidic, eating itself inside and out, a waste of life. Lost in this freight car of thought, unaware the tracks and times have changed, derailed into an inner, obsolete consciousness forgotten in time and awash in a cold, lonely euphoria.#

And I still cannot comprehend how, and why, a smile can shine so brilliantly and why it could touch me in such a way it bends me backwards to smile back, with joy and love#

And as you gaze at the stars, in the solemn requiem of innocence and brilliance. Remembering my words: "Do not fear, if I pass before your, or my own time, I will wander those very stars waiting for you. All of you who cared. For Love".#

Caressing the stars with your eyes, a cigarette lit by a passing one the tuft of smoke into the heavens to morph and build, combine and mutate to destroy. We felt the rythm of time, we transcribe our desire to a touch on the chest, and the beat of our heart.#

I felt the coma creeping in, a hand grasping my wrist dragging me down. We had the words that could change the world but it changed to fast before us and thus they are lost in the wind, rain, sleet and sorrow of an earth crying out for solace.#

Held in a stasis, I cannot even feel my bindings to this cold steel cage, my prison. My fear, merely a reminder of a world outside, warm and bathed in the moons shallow glow. Hurt, lost, and gone underground to my own hell, feeling for the grasp, the security of presently empty arms.#


Element 3: Delving Deeper (an innocence)

Correlate your misconceptions with your improbabilities and open your own gateway...#

Now foreseen s an interlocking weave the wave of life brightens the room to counter the darkness and shadows that betray the eyes. It rises and falls as does the bare breast of a dying nymph as it's last breaths are taken of this world. A fatal attraction to the sharp and devious, the life fades from the eyes a final thought and a final wish. A convulsing, the wind picks up speed, billowing long satin hair a single tear, salt and water created of the great loss. All life gone, a process started anew and a new hope begun.#

Here is where we lost.#

As a whisper slips, slinking amongst the shadows, a shattered mausoleum built on fate and toiled blood. A hymn echoes from the depths of a strong hand, a man offers his heart for solace. It's song as unbearable as it's love as it is trapped in an infinite loop. Count Zero Return. Interrupting a loathsome habit of self decay, bitten off at the knees as the commander leading his troops into the deadly winter is. Tightening his grip he muffles the moody, solemn requiem for the lost. The flame flickers and goes out and the heart beats it's last.#


To Be Continued Soon... Check back often! ~chas