Metal Monday CCXXXXIV - Ephemeral

1/28/2019

The first audio Metal Monday showcase /,,/

These Dark Sullen Eyes Peer Through The Gateway
And Reveal Life’s Internal Virtue
Now As We Wander Solemnly
An Absence Of Life Will Flood The Abyss

Corruption To Ensure Purity
Shadows That Conceal Many Secrets
A Building Anxiety Shattering Tranquility
Ignorant Of It’s Origins A Mind Spinning Relentlessly

Flames Stoked To Consume Atrocities That Blind Wisdom
Innocence Carried Away In The Darkness Of Temptation’s Wings
Images Of Life Crash Upon Shores Of Memory
Dormant Logic Imbalanced Somewhere In Time

And So It Came To Pass
The Wickedness Of Man
Our Burdens To The Earth
An Oath Of Reckless Burn

They Resurrect To Devour The Convulsing Scraps Of The Masses
The Ceaseless Hand Of The Universe Aligns With The Dreaded Insanity

Bear Witness To What Is, What Was, What Can Never Be

The Icy Grip That Entraps Virtue
Retribution A Deluded Fantasy
A Sanctuary Devoid Of Reason
Whispering Silence…

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QUOTES I ADMIRE
"A wilderness, in contrast with those areas where man and his own works dominate the landscape, is an area where the earth and its community of life are untrammeled by man, where man himself is a visitor who does not remain." - from the Wilderness Act, 1964

"I owe my solitude to other people." - ALAN WATTS

“I think I could turn and live with the animals, they are so placid and self contained;
I stand and look at them long and long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition;
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins;
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God;
Not one is dissatisfied-not one is demented with the mania of owning things;
Not one kneels to another, nor his kind that lived thousands of years ago;
Not one is responsible or industrious over the whole earth.”
― Walt Whitman

"In the ancient world, people placed heavy stones on the graves of the dead so their souls would not wander and inflict the living. I always thought this was simply the practice of superstitious and primitive people. But I was about to learn that the dead can hover on the edge of our vision with the density and luminosity of mist, and their claim on the earth can be as legitimate and tenacious as our own."

- Dave Robicheaux (In The Electric Mist With Confederate Dead)