Mind Hell

White abyss, surrounding the thoughtless
Ever unknowning to the conquerer he has a new adversary
Leisurely Pondering; can the darkness engulf what it shadow's behind.


Capricious a figure before thee.
Obelize a piece of meat from tree?
Misadvertantly; Or wallow as a crane in a lake of sanity


Hello there, Stranger. Could you please recite me your name.
Aolos of Nous
.Ah, yes Haaw Aolo, i've been awaiting your arrival for some time now.
Well, i cannot say the same for you... what did you say your name was?


As you can see, we are one in the same. A persona that has embodied itself into one mind.
One soul, one little piece of masonry in our not so vast world of work.
Likewise you should soon understand something, I will not always be here to speak with you.
Odder requests have been spoken to me, but alas i cannot speak of such things for they are also irrellivant.
Sooner or later you shall understand what i mean.


Olagy of curiosity, and wonder..
For how long can you contain your sanity.


Now i shall take my leave, but do not worry i shall leave someone to accompany you.
Ormolu starts to rain from the skies in shapes of home. I can see faces of many, but all reflect back to myself.
Undeniably myself, in every one of these shards. Building itself before me, into.. me
Strangely enough i could find myself besides myself, peering through me. looking through my soul.


Belligerant time start's to sway by, in a slow manner almost as if i was being tested.
Even when i would start to ponder my own thoughts i could never keep something to myself.
Guileless was the stare from my own doppleganger.
Inadvertaently he never spoke, only mumbles.
Never would i think that this would be my punishment so easy, and so forgiving.


Time passes by without warning, i find myself aging.
Eventually i will wither away into nothing.
Sadly though, i cannot see myself, for when i look at my own body.
Transparency runs through me.


Occupative of this vast space, and unable to move.
forever stuck within this state of watching my self age and wither away.


Tell me this, i begin to shout.
In all of the ways to taunt me so, why not just torture me?! but ofcourse no reply was found.
Many days, maybe even months have passes. I cannot tell anymore. I just know, with each day, i grow more weary.
Even when i can stare at all my scars, my flesh carefully crafted to contort my wrongs and so.


How can one very much so work through his own mind when he has to constantly look himself in the face.
Adventuring through her mind can be so relentless.
Because my thought's cannot slow from this constant gaze.
Indeniably, that's not me, but just a trick to drive me over the edge. To get me anxious.
Taunt me no more! I will no longer take this ridicule.
Severe me from this bind!


Wasted in my own rage, i start to attack my little friend.
I do not know why exactly, but just.
Everything about such a creature
Pesters me so.
Living, breathing at me.
Starting me down,
TAUNTING MY EVERY MOVE LEST, SHALL I NEVER BE TAUNTED, SHALL I DIE OPPRESSING THOSE DOING SO.
CRUELTY SHALL NEVER, BE TAKEN UPON ME


Reverie' and awe shocks me as i find the very reflection of myself starts to dissipate.
Undeniably I have gotten rid of such a monstrosity.
Malevolent though, my actions. It showed no harm.
Belligerence is all i've showed it.
Levy I should have weighed the lesson it holds.


Erase'd these thoughts for i know it was evil.
Soon I shall be rid of this awful place.
And finally i can have some peace to think without having to be stared down from such a beast.
Nevertheless i can only get the image of that wretched form to configure itself in my mind.
If only i may invert such so i can find out what it really means.


This is getting stranger though, every time I peer unto it. It's face changes.
Yearning to get his image out of my mind I start to concentrate even harder.


Serenity is all i seek. but it keeps changing. To something, even more monstrous
Heaven cannot make such a creature, something so gruesome that every time tis looked upon it shifts.
Adventurous it's shapes become, The arm's start to extend. almost as if it want's a warm embrace.
Laburnum's extending from it's back.
Lengthy branches coming towards me slowly and slowly.


Dabbling in dark art's could not predict such a daemonic being.
Invitation to my mind was this not granted, but whenever i shutter my eyes to rest it waits for me.
Slowly getting closer and closer.
Swearing i could hear it speak, but what it is speaking i don't know.
Allowing this to continue would be suicidal, I must find a way, anything to get away from such a monster.


Perhaps I could find a way out.
Something to stop this. I wish to sleep.
Perilious in my own effort's, i cannot shut my eyes and they start to play tricks!
Envious of the statue, able to rest while i stay and deprive myself.
Able to fool around however he pleases while I slowly drive into a cliff.
Reassuringly, I'm able to hear the voice that greeted me. It sounds odd, as if i haven't heard someone speak in decades.


Remember Me? If you do, want out. all you must do is shut your eyes.Maybe he's right. if i just....



GET OFF, LEAVE ME BE. I HAVE NO QUARREL WITH YOU, I'M SORRY.


Would you like a way out?MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP. All you have to do is say yes.NO HE'S ON MY ARMS, IT'S ENGULFING ME INTO IT'S BRANCHES, IT WANTS TO HANG ME. Just, say yes.YES, GET ME OUT OF HERE....





Strangely enough I found myself back with the man.
And this was like it's all happened before.
Tangible's are nonexistent,
Additional speech was not given.
Neither was anything less.


I'll be back shortly...
Somehow I knew something like this was going to happen.


Yet, this feeling overwhelmed me.
Ormolu started to rain from the skies.
Undeniably it was Ormolu.. just like before.



As each piece formed together the figure that was there in the begenning the first time. it kept raining, draining my face.It was there also, every piece of it, the same piece.
Branches...with my self hanging from it's branches. almost there as if it were mocking me or providing a reminder.



White abyss, surrounding the thoughtless
Ever unknowning to the conquerer he has a new adversary
Leisurely
Pondering; can the darkness engulf what it shadow's behind.