He who preoccupies himself only with machines is apt to become like a machine. Doomed to repeat tedious routines; routines without meaning or substance. But what if there was a crucial event, a catalyst, that changes everything.
13
May 08
The Darkness is Rising
The darkness is rising
The fog rolls in
The lighthouse reveals
Those washed in sinTheir black flag
A warning of death
The scourge of the seas
Disease on their breathEnormous in numbers
Swarming like rats
Tearing the country asunder
They make their attackLooting storehouses
And chopping down men
The hunger
The bloodlust
It beginsA human plague
That cannot be stopped
Those that have tried
They dropped
Like fliesThey take only
What they desire
The rest is discarded
And consumed by fireWhere once stood a hearty land
Now lies complete desolation
Death, destruction wielded by their hands
Total devastationA cautionary tale to thee
Keep a watchful eye on the sea
And at a seconds notice
Be ready to flee
7
Jan 08
Transitory State
People come
People go
Where they’ll end up
They don’t knowPeople come
People go
Where they’ll end up
Somewhere below
21
Oct 07
Random Thoughts
Random thoughts
Float in the subconcious void
Disconnected ideas
Dissected dreams
Coming apart
At the seams
