The Arcane Diary

Category: Writing

  • an ode to code

    an ode to code
    what is code
    a magic typewriter
    that does stuff
    invisibly
    crypto graphy
    crypto anarchy

  • Allow the Old World to Pass

    Allow the old world to pass

    Let yourself die

    When the time comes

    Dying within myself

    The old way is going

    Through the gates

    It was time

    A long time ago

    Now we’re catching up

    To reality

    The new galactic neighbourhood

  • a tail is a cat’s cat

    a tail is a cat’s cat
    when something moves
    and you momentarily forgot
    about the cat
    the tail does the same for the cat
    a different perspective
    antenna, like the whiskers
    reminder they’re not alone
    sweeping the e-m field
    wide, rear

    ancestral connection
    reminder of our own antennae

  • A Traveller Through Lifetimes

    A traveller.

    Through lifetimes.

    A traveller of time and space.

    Using the vehicle of incarnations.

  • Nic is the Avatar

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    Nic is the Avatar

    Freed from the confines of mortal life, Nic lives in a dream world of his own making.

    Will it be heaven or hell?

    Digging through his past

    Subconscious spelunking

    From which he wakes

    Occasionally

    Just long enough

    To give Xander hope

    And cryptic messages

    Riddles

    Poems

    Mostly nonsense

    Impossible to interpret

    But still, Xander must hope

    His friend can wake

    From his comatose fugue

    In a world just like this one

    Just left of what we call reality

    An alternate dimension

    He’s a free agent

    Free to wander

    The world

    And beyond

    Bringing back news

    From abroad

    Some good

    Mostly ambiguous

    A few deeply troubling

    And so Gargoyle is born

    Re-born

    Like a ghostly Phoenix

    From the past

    A shitty little office

    In a dive-y part of town

    Old school

    Musky smell

    And a basement full

    Of files

    Horrors

    Committed to paper

    Enough to make anyone

    Crazy

    But Xander knows crazy

    They’re on a first-name basis

    #worldbuilding #electriccity #nic #xander #coma

  • OBLIVION

    All I want to do is sleep today

    It’s rainy and miserable –

    Even my fallacies are pathetic.

    Dreaming is an escape

    A more colourful life

    A glimpse of another world

    Inside my head

    That seems to make sense.

    I would love to stay in it

  • Departing Introduction

    Saying goodbye

    Under a dark gray sky

    Getting over my last

    ‘neath a night overcast

    I’m coming awake

    Like a snake

    In the night

    The cleft on my chin

    Is the sign: Infinite

    My eyes will see

    Right through you

    Expose you for what you are

    Don’t try to fool me

    I’m brighter than that – by far

    But what I want

    Is never a fight

    I’m doing what I can

    To make this life right

    I would assume

    You are doing the same

    So may I begin

    By telling you my name

  • Death

    The Stockholm syndrome love

    For my grim reaper

    A fetish for death

    Grotesque

    Assuming the cloak of destruction

    The end of a beginning

    To the beginning of the end

    The earthworm

    Who transforms death

    And cultivates life.

    It is not murder –

    Simply reincarnation

    Acceleration

    ONE blessed day

    We’ll depart from this sewer.

    Life is pain,

    Death is hope,

    Change.

    The mystery

    Of a future unknown

    Beckons

    As the seconds tick by.

    I am in no hurry

    But if it comes today

    I am waiting eagerly

    For it can only happen once.

  • Dog Chasing Tail

    Everything is devoid

    Happiness is relative

    Never real

    Lasting

    Or complete

    We are plagued

    With questions

    With no answers

    Programmed failure

    For punishment

    Or amusement

    Life is pain

    When we die

    Does it get better

    Or worse?

    I want to pass out

    And awaken

    Someone new

    This life

    Is not to my satisfaction

    This is my distress call

    To no one

    For it is only me here

    No one else

    I’m all that matters

    But my stock is falling too

    Kill me please

    And resurrect me

    As someone happy

    This life sucks

    I hate

    Everything

    The only thing

    That keeps me real

    Is

  • Coming Apart at the Seams

    Frothing at the lips

    Seething through my teeth

    I haven’t felt like throttling anyone

    In a very long time

    Fortunate for them

    I’m a gentleman

    Whose restraint muscle

    Has been well exercised

    Yet my trust instinct

    Has been whittled down to a bloody nub

    Every time I come out of hiding

    People tend to wipe their ass on my dreams

    Unless there’s a way they can exploit them

    This whole thing is a mess

    My seams are far from seaworthy

    Safe in my solitude

    I enjoy venturing out

    Of my shell less and less

    Like the dead leaves fall,

    Land and decompose

    So the little hopes of my heart

    Flake off and evaporate

    Before my eyes

    To be forgotten by everyone

    Especially me

    And a familiar chill

    Settles into my heart.