justbinzy

The world's at a turn, at the end of it's revolution. It's air stales, it's nature left unpreserved. It's human nature corrupt, and it's very being is rattled. Tattle tattle if you speak up, and disown it, throttle throttle if you cater to the beasts in which it inhabits.  The golden calf has been recast. The principals that made it, the evil to which it's embedded is as dense as the atmos holding us here. Ignorance of the masses is as dense today as the corundum of yesterday. Why do you veil yourself, and believe in the evils, to only deny the goodness that must come with it? You cannot have one without the other in this world. A spectre w

The Adventures of Spaceman Wade & Declan Duck "Meeting Kai" By: Brenna Zimmerman Flying somewhere around Saturns inner ring, Declan Duck asked his friend Spaceman Wade if he wanted some Jupiter juice. "Why certainly, Duck! I would love a cup." But as soon as Declan Duck started to pour the Jupiter juice for the spaceman, their spaceships emergency alarm started sounding. Spilling some of the juice, Declan Duck exclaimed "Creeping cosmos! What in space is that?!" Just then, a small ship roared like a lion past them, popping, and sputtering towards Saturns surface. "They're going to crash land" shouted the worried spaceman. Declan Duck hurri

The walls are closing in, the air begins to thin I gasp for an assured breath of freedom Ones core as parched as the Gobi, equally barren of life Conform or confine, persistently do I walk the line Time is a delusional enemy, none to have, none to hold The only thing truly embraceable is life's inexplicably cold I am my own prison.

Lifes edge drifts away, I am left in an allure, vanquished conundrum.

Spiced scents fill the air, synchronizing a serenity A sunrise silhouettes the thoughts temptation of a nights past Unkempt hallucinations begin to flair, reminiscing to capacity. You breathing, me sighing, your murmuring, my crying... "Without you, I'd die." Thumping heart feels to burst, unbeknownst is betrayal A loyal soul to kindle your playful disposition of a destructive path Your sycophantic barrier betrays you, yoketh us all. This is love, this is damnation.