Week 8: Godcomplex vs. Ullr - (Godcomplex wins)

UnbornBuddha · 08-22-2015, 01:49 AM

”The day I discovered hell"

Perusing the stars through the Hubble telescope
When something unknown caught my eye,
A zone quite unlike any other nebulous life form.
In it I saw my father's and mother’s souls;
Their celestial screams for help confirmed the worst
And just when I try to note its coordinates, it explodes-
Into a spatial pattern resembling beautiful rose quarts.
But, just as quickly as it was created it becomes a blur
Its source of origin becoming impossible to discern,
Obscure like a frequency that lies at the heart of megahertz.
Absurd! That is until we empirically observe its outskirts.

See, I couldn’t believe it until I saw it for myself
The netherworld continuously deconstructs itself
And then like all things is born again, somewhere else.
I had seen with my very eyes its presence
Who would have thought- it’s in heaven!

Afterwards,
I couldn’t sleep knowing my parents were there
Then again, their lives were shrouded in despair
Sometimes they dreamt of an inexplicable nightmare.
Yet, like a good son I searched for years for another glimpse
I saw many beautiful things, but nothing quite like it again.

At the end of my life, I come to this conclusion:
Matter and gravity are just a scientific illusion.
The cosmological breath expands and contracts
But, we’re unaware on how it really interacts
With the greater map that extends beyond our google maps.
Our satellites grasp only a glimpse of all mass. Technological lapse.
But, I’ve come to understand that death breathes life;
The yin within yang and yang within yin design.
Yet, armed with our post-Cartesian thoughts we draw a divide
In the hopes, that there really is something materially divine;
The organizing principle behind all things is essenceless,
A mixture of hot and cold that far surpasses a miraculous intelligence
And all other Aristotelian embellishments I deem a deep embarrassment.
Frankly, the evidence toward why phenomena became is irrelevant,
All that matters is that I join my father and mother in their hellish trek.
As I finally get to sleep, albeit eternally
The light of my world bends into 6th-dimensional fragments
Simultaneously touching hell and heaven’s shores,
Quantum mechanics can explain this passage
Better than this simple man can.
But, at the moment I understood…
My makers were screaming at me in joy!
My parents were in both hell and heaven at the same time
And since both places are continually being destroyed
Darkness and light are just part of a subtler void.
Imagine creation like a distorted universal noise,
A vortex that contains only part of your voice.

08-22-2015, 01:49 AM	#3
UnbornBuddha Senior Member Join Date: Jul 2014 Posts: 1,008 Battle Record: 23-10 Champed - Art of Writing League - AOWL Season 5 Rep Power: 23856379	”The day I discovered hell" Perusing the stars through the Hubble telescope When something unknown caught my eye, A zone quite unlike any other nebulous life form. In it I saw my father's and mother’s souls; Their celestial screams for help confirmed the worst And just when I try to note its coordinates, it explodes- Into a spatial pattern resembling beautiful rose quarts. But, just as quickly as it was created it becomes a blur Its source of origin becoming impossible to discern, Obscure like a frequency that lies at the heart of megahertz. Absurd! That is until we empirically observe its outskirts. See, I couldn’t believe it until I saw it for myself The netherworld continuously deconstructs itself And then like all things is born again, somewhere else. I had seen with my very eyes its presence Who would have thought- it’s in heaven! Afterwards, I couldn’t sleep knowing my parents were there Then again, their lives were shrouded in despair Sometimes they dreamt of an inexplicable nightmare. Yet, like a good son I searched for years for another glimpse I saw many beautiful things, but nothing quite like it again. At the end of my life, I come to this conclusion: Matter and gravity are just a scientific illusion. The cosmological breath expands and contracts But, we’re unaware on how it really interacts With the greater map that extends beyond our google maps. Our satellites grasp only a glimpse of all mass. Technological lapse. But, I’ve come to understand that death breathes life; The yin within yang and yang within yin design. Yet, armed with our post-Cartesian thoughts we draw a divide In the hopes, that there really is something materially divine; The organizing principle behind all things is essenceless, A mixture of hot and cold that far surpasses a miraculous intelligence And all other Aristotelian embellishments I deem a deep embarrassment. Frankly, the evidence toward why phenomena became is irrelevant, All that matters is that I join my father and mother in their hellish trek. As I finally get to sleep, albeit eternally The light of my world bends into 6th-dimensional fragments Simultaneously touching hell and heaven’s shores, Quantum mechanics can explain this passage Better than this simple man can. But, at the moment I understood… My makers were screaming at me in joy! My parents were in both hell and heaven at the same time And since both places are continually being destroyed Darkness and light are just part of a subtler void. Imagine creation like a distorted universal noise, A vortex that contains only part of your voice. Last edited by UnbornBuddha; 08-22-2015 at 12:31 PM.