Morbid Geometry

Morbid Geometry

Supposing deep in the midst of the fathomless black gulfs of
infinity
Through &; surpassing the seething vortex of space &; time
writhed a cosmic divinity
From the star-less wells of night to the curved dark outer rims of
space
Lurked the magnificent peerless horror of an abominable shapeless
race

Marinating in utter iniquity cleaved by monolithic wars once
fought
Banished there for the stinking depths of their depravity, vile crimes
sordidly wraught
To dwell like perpetual dripping in limbo until the cessation of Father
Time
They project messages via the astral plane burning with their hunger,
vision &; shoreless lunacy

Occasionally these messages are received &; deciphered but only by a
sensitive few
Amid a seamless tapestry of the hightened senses the mythical horror
seeps through
They arouse an array of contrary feelings so profound my head spins
like Charybdis in a vain attempt to subdue
The fear ,the bravado, the panic, the exhilaration makes the mind gasp
at its' inept grasp of such ruminations lying askew

With the promise of something rancid but elemental gushing from the
heavens like poison rain
Comes the wrath &; void of the impending storm darkening the lurid
operatic sky like a rich &; opulent bloodied stain
And while I desperately search for some modicum of comfort as I look
anxiously into the nullity
The dark abstract adamantine threads of intrigue that won't be denied
or pacified leave with an overwhelming sense of my own futility

Exciting vague grim fears &; strange aeon weighted aversions
Centuries of dark brooding &; rampant ancient perversion
Construing nebulous allusions that were from us mercifully
cloaked
But our superficial sugar sweet coated existence is about to be
morbidly choked

From festering deep dank chasms, gaping voids &; eternal night
Crawl amorphous Celestial bodies, an anomalous intangible blight
Monstrous denizens lurking to spew forth from pernicious heights
After lying dormant for immemorial aeons they come; decadent lurid
forbidden sights

I hear this crawling chaos that howls far beyond the stars
I see images from ancestral legends that sardonically mock who &;
what we think we are
Glimpses from beyond the vale shows hideous monoliths of dark dripping
stone
Bizarre, disturbing, cyclopean vistas as though erected from Lovecraft,
Dunsany or Poe

Their demonic winds burn my soul, my ears bleed from their nauseous
whistling
Their mephitic stench &; unbearable foetor is cloying, choking,
sickening
Daily I glimpse the great spreading blur of horrific malignance against
the inclement sky
And behold dreaded black zones of conspiratorial shadow close to our
daily passageways but still pursue the truth of what, how, where &;
why?

I'll be enjoying my mundane life at home perusing the pages of my
favourite tome
When they'll snatch me away to some other place &; leave me there
scared &; naked to roam
Being alone in the ranting engulfing tracts &; the yawning abyss
that gapes before me
Has profoundly affected my constitution &; now my surgeons want to
drug, open &; explore me

Daily I'm cast into the nether abyss, the shadow of nameless
fears
The scaly winged horned fantasy molests, burns, seeths &;
seers
Flailing I hideously plummet through incalculable leagues of viscous
sentient darkness
Duly I'm angrily swayed in the turbulent tides of materially intangible
blackness

Every moment I feel a drowning horror that is this phantasmagorical
cosmic delirium
I see their dark designs &; maniacal crimes and fiendish mindful
synchronicity
I swim in the essence of darkest nightmares in their quintessential
bestial simplicity
This deathly chill eats away at my very marrow, devouring me to my
cerebrum

Clearly I behold the black truth veiled by immemorial allegory
Dearly I'd love to erase this knowledge; the arcana of rudimentary
entity
Eldritch darkling forms that transcend form, force &; symmetry
Mocking our profound misconception of science, evolution &;
philosophy

They hurl themselves headlong flaming &; screaming, glorified in
their primordial supremacy
With hideous ruin &; conflagration in mind, they pour in their
myriads from the murky ethereal crimson sky
With plans to erect a bottomless perdition , to none will they dispense
a droplet of clemancy
And there to dwell in unbreakable hordes &; orgies of lustful penal
fire

Their approaching phalanx spans immeasurably more than the void that
measures night &; day
A full frontal assault of horrific magnitude prepares to burn us
away
Spewing forth from writhing oozing barbed loins, free at last of the
adamantine manacles &; binds
They tighten the tourniquet around our gossamer thin creation &;
redefine night &; day, space &; time

The world now stands aged, displaying her crude under-belly,
deflowered, archaic, senile
And as we slide inexorably towards the precipice of our own making the
ancient ones render us servile, The claws of the end grasp at our
breath &; purge the great sins of all
Pandemic gusts permeate the night air &; deliver chaotic glimpses of
what will undoubtedly befall

The mephitic death stench of the corpses to be, the earth meets its'
untimely fate
Through the veil of shades I peer &; behold the Princes, warriors
&; wicked potentates
About to raise divine pre-ordained war &; wipe the blackened
crumbling slate clean
To punish man for his cardinal sin with the fruit of that forbidden
tree

You see I'm diseased with this ailment when conscious, these visions
plague me when asleep
My sanity I try in vain to keep, as much as I try all I can do is
inconsolably weep
With trepidation I assimilate the horror of the dreaded looming
aberration
Whilst rolling naked in faeces &; fear, I conduct my self-immolation
in hideous celebration

Of the death, carnage &; destruction givers who inspire such hidden
loathing
The axiom of their existence that comes only in slithers but imparts an
antediluvian learning
I greet with open arms the warping , swerving Cherub &; Seraph who
reign in Kingdoms of fiery dread
And gleefully embrace the despicable foes with despicable intentions
&; perfidious hatred

They revealed fascinating hidden references to the millenium, astrology
&; hermetic philosophy,
the tarot, the druids, I Ching, the Qabalah, Cthulu Mythos, magic &;
alchemy
I swim before the memories' eye &; labour in its' cold dark waters
endlessly
As man is overwhelmed by the insuperable onslaught I converse with the
malevolent foe shamelessly

In the throes of chaos &; dominion from a Grotesque unplumbed
dimension
Comes a level of sensuality beyond articulation expressed with a
funereal satisfaction
Embracing grisly death at the hand of a hideous fiend &; the hordes
of denser corruption
I foresee our descent as the natural course of a divinely dark ordained
succession

I catalogue the mechanisms by which we will perish as the grim
soothsayers claim we will soon
I revel in the inimical powers being waged against humankind bringing
them to their ruin
I side with the things from bygone epochs &; claim home in their
depthless gloom
I bath in their purifying flame &; procrustean laws &; chuckle
merrily as the Stygian shores ahead loom

Ironic that civilisation be erected in order that I might enjoy the
heroic spectacle of its' untimely undoing.
That history should have existed to accumulate for my pleasure alone,
its' tales &; lessons I'm eschewing
I now laugh at the things that comprise what we are, things quotidian,
logical reasoning &; linear motion
For 'Their' purpose is greater than existence itself, greater even than
the conception or notion of creation.

And so I become a surrogate overlord &;experiment with maniacal
despotic tyranny
On the graves of the dead both new &; old I revel &; dance with
mirthful glee
I accept the glaring inevitability of it all &; harness the molten
mass of devouring energy
I realise there's no way back to pastures bland, only onward as a
conduit of blood laced misery

I cleave a mortal wound in Mother Earths' belly &; rifle her bowels
mercilessly
Sluiced in gore &; rotten matter I emerge sodden, moaning &;
shaking
And the final phase of my metamorphosis takes place; complete &;
irrevocable apostasy
The howling &; gnawing rage is unburdened &; thus I am empowered,
awakened

Upbourne on indefatigable clawed wings I soar &; irradiate my malice
deep &; profound
Stripped of humanity, a vassal of original darkness I personify
nightmares that resonate in the deep recesses of the mind &;
ground
With unextinguishable fiery wrath I become the scourge &; vent an
impetuous rage much maligned
Bristling to levy cruel war upon earth, to burn it &; with it all
mankind

"Oh Yes the earth will burn I will see to that", just as the leaves
fall effortlessly so mankind will fall Immeasurably worse than the
feigned or conceived fear fables of yesteryear I am the perverse
monstrous prodigious thing, unutterable
I hack a swath through the plebian hordes &; send them all to a
merciful oblivion
Seducing with Death is my only desire, an ensanguined, unpreventable
Leviathan

As a central protagonist I sit enthroned &; secure amidst the
Subterranean winds, stench &; smoke
Upon this charnal house fashioned from death I've acquired &; honed
my mighty killing stroke
I've coerced the maelstrom, toyed with tumultous tornadoes &;
titilated myself with tempestuous fire
Pleaded with the infernal devilish council to be baptised &;
immortalised; free to articulate my morbid desires

No longer a man, rather an organic vessel into which hatred had been
more than generously decanted
Now fully able to unravel the obsequious darkness within &; see
cosmic patterns of awesome grandeur
A night-foundered soul firmly anchored in impiety, unnameable,
unimaginable, demonic, demented
Able to appreciate &; take pleasure in the aesthetic splendour of
the grotesque force majeure

But suddenly I awake &; am violently torn from my fantastical
dreamweave dark &; deep
What trick, what art, what diversion is this? Awoken from a hypnotic,
lunatic or drug induced sleep?
Have I been sleep walking or exploring inner space, existing within the
neuronic galaxies of the brain?
Such synaptic clefts, cerebral confabulations &; imaginary infusions
have ceased &; left me unretractably insane.

I vividly recall all those horrors &; screams, annihalation, pain
&; wonderful sin,
'"I've done this", says my memory . "I can't have done" says my
conscience &; slowly but surely my memory gives in'.
But the fleeting shards of memory causes my mind spin self-questioning
endlessly
With hungry feeling &; repetitious thoughts on mankinds'
shortcomings, imperfections &;
deficiencies

Again a lowly human metamorphosed from fearsome immortal, no longer
able to touch the scared scarlet sky
Desperately clinging to glimmering, shimmering images of fire conjured
from raging furnaces to defy being sedated , chained &; manacled in
this moribund state, the wrought iron bed &; padded walls screech
&; scream
They claw at my face, tear out my innards, my mephistophelian dreams
fall apart at the seams

Mired in melancholy, scarred &; confused, intoxicated with creeping
madness, sick &; abused, bereft of the mighty killing stroke
Unable to bath in the frown of night, the warmth &; tranquillity of
their cleansing evil yoke
My moods now mirror the ebb &; flow of the ocean, a waywardness
governs my mind as gusts an abandoned sea hulk,
Capitulated to the darkness of my doubts &; grief I fester, rave,
scheme &; skulk

Circumstances have conspired &; led to my confinement within this
refuge for the tortured, depraved and demented.
My only friend my appointed physician with his iron grey beard &;
stoic gait despite my relentless pleading hasn't consented
To deliver me safely back into the void from whence I came to reunite
me with a nihilism much lamented
Out of sight though seldom out of mind are those now blurred reservoirs
of memories fragmented

Buried deep down in the belly of despair, trapped by its' writhing cold
coils
Wraith like purgatorial shadows creeping &; curdling about darker
shapes of dimly lit corners
A conspired against spectacle of sub-humanity; crucified, spat-upon,
bleeding &; smote
Where once more demonic tones resounded now pathetic narcotic induced
whimpering emanates from my phlegm brimming throat.

When the merciless arctic winds from the north curse &; whine &;
the damp dank patches mutter incessant &; insane
And I bask in the purposeful night air that silently shudders
blood-black &; pity the other bleeding, bleating wretches who share
this inhumane domain
I look on as wild exquisite dances are danced in the struggling beams
of the waning mirthful gibbous moon
Until the poignant misery that is dawn breaks like a fetid festering
wound that suppurates afresh &; then I am once again marooned.

Then with a look of a maniacal patriarch, doused in ominous surgical
regality
My surgeon sheepishly enters, a curious object fashioned from divine
darkness in hand &; unwittingly re-opens a past reality
A fearsome bas-relief that had to be prized from my hands when they
found me depicting menacing blasphemous hybrid forms mocking mankind;
ravished &; enslaved
Which only the dead or moonstruck can ever behold but which in a former
incarnation I called forth from the ether. "Ha, I am saved!"

At last meaning &; positive affirmation that I indeed lived that
life, a life I'll reclaim quite soon
This period of personal mourning over I am ready again to open in
mankinds' comprehension both divine or demoniacal wounds
No longer burdened by this moaning wasted corpse or imprisoned within
the cell of my own original creation
A vengeful element able to bend &; contort the alchemy of nature
toward the apex of all comprehension

No longer an untenanted shell, a lifeless object alive, I discern a
glimmer of salvation
No longer confined within the shrinking enclave of this body, no need
for "you filthy bastards or your filthy medication!".
I see the hilarous materialism espoused by the plebian masses that
condemns to decrepid asylums those
Whose hideous sweltering visions show the world as it is; deceived
&; deluded fodder, battered &; bruised

You squint to focus but you cannot see, 'Their' ageless forms are
unhewn
You ache to listen &; yet cannot hear, 'Their' distorted crazed
chatter is soundless
You yearn to grasp but you cannot comprehend, 'Their' omniscient
presence is unfathomable,
You say you require the truth yet you cannot assimilate such ignoble
anathema

With a new found nonchalance like that of the elements I no longer
respond to the light of day
No longer respond to the pleas of my surgeon, or the sodomite orderlies
with pleas of '"No you filthy bastards keep those idiot needles
away!"
After countless years in decrepid institutions my body finally mutinied
against me
Ascending merrily to places unseen I laugh at the trappings of this
inherently flawed comedy

For I'm away in silent moon nourished gardens wading merrily through
the detritus that we call death &; life
Far far away from this oppressive grim legacy instead stalking the
silent infinite night
Infirm from the wearying thoroughfare of years but no less hungry for
what inevitably lays ahead.
I'd carve their name right here upon my chest &; erect a blood-pact
to take to my grave if I were not now dead.

In the final arithmetic my faith in humanity was a wasteland barren
&; bold
Undulating cosmic vistas, timeless matter, unforgiving nihilism have
secured their vice-like hold
But better to glimpse the sky &; perish than to live devoid of a sky
to behold
Better to approach the precipice &; fall into flames than to inhabit
mediocrity fearful &; cold

An unexpected longing for understanding laps at the shores of your
subconsciousness yet you keep your spirits up by whistling in the
dark
A brittle crust of defences encases you against feelings of weakness
&; inadequacy, you are a terrified child who wears your Fathers'
armour
You mind is a locked door, bolted against that which you fear the most,
venturing past pitiful realms
In your self-delusion you do not want to step beyond the bounds of the
known for fear of losing your dominion

There are vast boundless tracts of our nature we never knew
existed
We live within an isolated cell of our own creation, warped, myopic
&; twisted
Outside its' walls lay vistas &; dunes of unparalleled richness
&; diversity
Seamlessly inter-twined with the sword of Damocles &; the threat of
imminent calamity

It is indeed unfortunate that the bulk of humanity espouses a prosaic
&; naively insipid idealism
Able only to exist within the strict confines of the common &;
mundane veil of obvious &; ostensible empiricism
Refusing to consider with patience &; intelligence phenomena outside
normal arenas of experience rather than abhor it
Alas the human mind would simply shatter like a mirror too frail to
reflect the wonders before it.

We inhabit a placid island of ignorance for all our supposed scientific
zeal
Unable to correlate existences' contents, what is fictitious
construction &; what is ultimately real?
Such awesome mind expanding cosmic revelations expose the Cartesian
anomally
Interstellar voyages through hellish nebulae, unvisited crests &;
fiendish systems reveal a non-Euclidean Morbid Geometry