He stalks along the fringes of the Sub- conscious
Walks in comfort along the Bed of Coals
that is your Soul
Waiting for your eyes to close….
To depose you of your Sovereignty
Hate-seeking in the darkness
Looking to harness the despicable you
Ride your E-motions like a Pale White Horse
Stray you off course…cavity-strip you of common remorse
Dump you in Limbo’s Lost and Found
While He drags your Avatar along that long Green Mile
Leave you used up with a broken smile
As a new addition to His pile of mangled castaways
Taking explicit pride in His erected tombstone
Of the Human Condition
Powerfully penned, Naaj. Excellent write my friend. I dig this. Much respect.. Appreciate you.
Damian
Big thx or droppin by, Damian. Glad you dug it!!
Great piece of what’s up dude, we like this and the pic
What’s up, bro? Glad you made a pitstop for this vibe. Thx!!
This opening, “He stalks along the fringes of the Sub- conscious” is a great setup for this piece. You get a sense of foreboding.
Dump you in the lost and found and the leave you used up and broken. I mean wow. Very strong emotions. Like this piece.
Read it a couple of times
I appreciate you givin this piece an encore read, Fia.
Your insights are always on point!
Big thx
Naaj
When you roll into soul excavation, you are at your most potent, my friend. This reads like a bell tolling or a fog horn blowing on a stormy night…Pay attention! Glad you brought this one back out of the archives.
Big thx for droppin in, Willow.
This one opened up some memories indeed
Always appreciate you
Naaj
We gonna see a little Schizophrenic Scripture hitting the screen? 🤞😉
Soon, Willow. It’s a coincidence that you mention that one particular vibe cuz I’ve been digging in the crates recently trying to pace out my writings.