The Arcane Diary

Category: Arcane Poetry Vol. 2

  • an oroboros

    the world makes no sense
    until it does
    then it makes even less sense,
    somehow.
    and so the cycle repeats
    of ascending consciousness
    spiralling upward toward …

    gnosis? wisdom?

  • Akashic records

    Astral travel perfected with alchemy

    spaceships are super primitive

    physical delivery systems

    but what we should be considering is the galactic and universal internet

    the interconnectivity and exchange of knowledge and ideas

    more or less difficulty than movement of physical resources?
    I would say less

  • SOMA SEMA

    SOMA SEMA

    The Body is A Tomb

    [[Arcane/gargoyle/NICK SAVOY, Purveyor of Information|NICK SAVOY, Purveyor of Information]]

  • Unfinished poems

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    She stared at me with aquiline eyes

    Though I’m not quite sure

    Exactly what those look like

    A charmed acquaintance

    My privilege to know you

    My pleasure to tell you

    Longing for forever

    I cannot live my life anymore

    For just one person, myself

    Fascinate me

    With a power

    So completely

    Benevolent

    To obsess me

    One Day

    A sequence of equations

    Executed perfectly

    In my favour.

    The death of one,

    The birth of another

    Morning espresso with ice cream

    Self-serve gourmet

    To start the day

    With Edge

    A pot half-full

    The brown-sugared oatmeal

    Left behind from breakfast

    The Zen of Housework

    Reclusive within myself

    [[Arcane/monologue/I am a slob|I am a slob]]

  • The foyer to the unconscious

    The foyer to the unconscious

  • UNLEASH

    [[The War in Heaven]]

    [[Monsters Among Us]]

    [[ARMAGEDDON]]

    [[Hell On Earth…]]

    For all the Soul Vampires I’ve met. You know who you are…

  • Wildly creative

    Wildly creative

    Wildly, creative
    Create wildly
    Make hay when the sun shines

    Num_6

  • the boy who woke up and spoke particle physics

    quantum toroidal donut

  • The scariest part is when you realize it’s mostly true

    I couldn’t make up scarier or shittier things than I have read and presumed factual.

    Believe me, I try
    But will never come close
    So, I am doomed
    And glad

  • the great pervert round-up

    who’s coming to hell to retrieve those souls?

    pew pew bitch

    the day the child molesters disappeared

    and were shot into the centre of the sun
    a mercy they didn’t deserve
    but it was a start for those victims

    destruction results in creation
    let’s heal the pain
    mend the wounds
    and move forward
    as one
    whatever it is
    you call it

    we-r-3