damn. black vs. pohf is always such an acid hailstorm of concepts.
pohfigger. rhyme scheme was immaculate.
okay fuck that, stories are both on an equal as well are mechanics... going to pull my favorite quotes and go by that. shoot me.
Quote:
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Originally Posted by Blacketh
truth is sickness. masked by pride, a dextromethorphan phase
what gives a requiem grace? what's essential to fact?
how does Being formulate a proper question to ask?
we've played telephone with knowledge. only whispers and time
will determine how much Truth inside that message survives
mystery resides, not in black-or-white insidious lies
but the information we digest like biscuits and wine
scientific reprise. our logos, superstitions and language
knowledge and truthfulness, all an illusion - cynical, anxious
rewind, reduce, reconsider. definition and form,
your questions presuppose an answer. watch as wisdom is born.
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fuk
Quote:
Getting her money as a model means eating less than a crumb a week
Head feeling numb, she loses focus for a second or three
And stressing to eat until she runs over something dead in the streets
Incredibly freaked, stopping the car and saw his head by his feet
Trails of blood next to him streaked with his intestines in strings
She hectically screams wishing all of this was just in her dreams
As she walks a little closer to see her image in Fresh magazine
The guy is clinching to cover as if this was his lover
This changed the her visions of her because her pic was blood covered...
With her being so high, this image drew dreams in her mind
Of her demonic image disguised in Prada... then she blinks some and cries
Leaving the scene of the crime, but with a higher meaning of life
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got dam
topic waaas: Losing an illusion makes u wiser than finding the truth.
pohfigs usb hub of thematic connections and motifs and shit was awesome... references i guess, not an allegory, allusion? idk they were cool. Alice. heh.
dead man's phrasings are very, very appealing and his wording was spot on at all points, Pohfig's story was just.. real as fuck but surreal, idk. better than your R.H.Y.M.E. battle fer sure
EDIT: Fine. Pohfig's spoiled, haute couture bitch of a main character was the perfect vessel for a cruel, twist of cathartic naivete-ruining devastation. That was what pulled me away from the story. He painted this pretty, self-obsessed, borderline sociopathic whore. Given the topic, I knew exactly where it was going... illusions of grandeur stripped away by consequence. She saw no truth. She saw fallacy. Illustrated the topic perfectly, to be clear.
Dead Man went with a more abstract, riskier and more broad interpretation of the topic. But given the narrow scope of the topic I think it worked.
I'm not awarding the win to Dead Man because he took a risk or because he had nicer quotes, it's because his writing stepped outside the bounds he had set up for the topic. Where Pohfig was carefully filling in the lines (albeit lyrically) Dead Man was reaching outside and ripping anything he could in, and I felt that his deconstruction of a false premise for growth and authenticity (the "self" frame of reference) was more refreshing than Pohfig's illustration of the topic.
v/ Deadeth