What you see is blasphemy.
Blasphemer.
Righteously indignant hypocrisy.
Christian, Muslim, Jew; matters not to me.
Jesus, Muhammad; all false prophets.
Minions of Lucifer.
Can’t help that you call me, antisemitic Nazi.
Can’t help what fools believe; what idiots feel inside.
Fuck off and die.
Burning holy books and propaganda of shem…
Ham, japeth; Abraham’s children.
Followers like cattle led to the cliff.
Below lies their threats of the burning pit.
Gehenna.
Gehenna.
Gehenna.
Behold your hole of excrement.
Gehenna, gehenna, gehenna; old and new testaments.
The narrow path to hell.
Golden skin, cold black eyes, angels enslave; blissful demise.
Eternity in servitude.
To a god that hates you.
What you see is blasphemy.
Blasphemer.
Righteously indignant hypocrisy.
Christian, Muslim, Jew; matters not to me.
Jesus, Muhammad; all false prophets.
Minions of Lucifer.
Can’t help that you call me, antisemitic Nazi.
Can’t help what fools believe; what idiots feel inside.
Fuck off and die.
Go forth, stand before your holy god.
Bow in judgement to inexorable crimes.
Accept punishment, accept your state, crystalline eggshells cut your feet; preaching flatulence in a house of cards.
The astral plane is so much more diverse.
The anima reacts to song and verse of pagan kind.
Choices lead you to your own personal afterlife; or reincarnation.
Why choose religion; why choose hate?
Why choose the demiurge to rule your fate?
It’s suicidal if you ask me.
But what am I? I’m not your father.
And it’s not as if lemmings ever bother.
What you see is blasphemy.
Blasphemer.
Righteously indignant hypocrisy.
Christian, Muslim, Jew; matters not to me.
Jesus, Muhammad; all false prophets.
Minions of Lucifer.
Can’t help that you call me, antisemitic Nazi.
Can’t help what fools believe; what idiots feel inside.
Fuck off and die.
Bow to the name that’s hallowed..
God is not so fucking shallow.
Bow to the name that’s hallowed..
God is not so fucking shallow.
Bow to the name that’s hallowed..
God is not so fucking shallow!
Tag Archives: Politics
Flames of hell.
Idealistic sacrosanct dispositions.
Fallacious righteous indignations.
One world, one mind; fucking bullshit expectation.
Who are WE, and what are WE to you?
Condemnation over miniscule disagreements.
God forbid; if it isn’t Jesus.
Come with sword to cull the hordes.
Shallow and unstable.
Myriad of ideological whores.
Fucking pick and stick with.
And stop your whining.
Destroying the norm.
Conforming no more.
My dissertation of distancing.
Dissociation.
Tracing the outline of my inner form.
This is me, and we are not WE; I’ll be damned if we revel in obstinate glorification of degeneracy.
Find a place to be; just anywhere but here.
And choke on your impotence.
Parsimonious, prostrate, predilect; pricks.
Sanctimonious salivating serpents.
Caged and deserving.
Wishing to be free, but enslaved to oneself indefinitely.
Pour out a drink for the dead, damned; dipshits.
Nothing more than NPCs; lost to their humanity.
Consciousness waning, oases drying up.
Pineal pinecone crystallized and corrupt.
Sucking down, consuming the stagnant waters.
Brain eating parasites; eating each other.
One world, one mind; fucking bullshit expectation.
Who are WE, and what are WE to you?
Destroying the norm.
Conforming no more.
My dissertation of distancing.
Dissociation.
Tracing the outline of my inner form.
This is me, and we are not WE; I’ll be damned if we revel in obstinate glorification of degeneracy.
Find a place to be; just anywhere but here.
And choke on your impotence.
Parsimonious, prostrate, predilect; pricks.
Elohim..
Elohim..
Elohim damn it all.
Plant the seed.
Wrist to bleed.
Sanguinity to feed.
The petulant children damn it all.
Consternation.
Consternation.
Consternation.
Destroying the norm.
Conforming no more.
My dissertation of distancing.
Dissociation.
Tracing the outline of my inner form.
This is me, and we are not WE; I’ll be damned if we revel in obstinate glorification of degeneracy.
Find a place to be; just anywhere but here.
And choke on your impotence.
Parsimonious, prostrate, predilect; pricks.
Elohim damn it all.
To the flames of hell. – Michael Ament
Thirteen Commandments/55 Precepts.
13 Commandments:
1. Thou shalt not perpetuate injustice through imprisonment or death.
2. Thou shalt consume a great variety, yet shun all that makes you sick without benefit.
3. Thou shalt love your blood-kin.
4. Thou shalt love the old gods as blood-kin.
5. Thou shalt respect all gods, yet bow to none but the absolute.
6. Thou shalt not feed the damned with negativity.
7. Thou shalt not perpetuate ignorance in one’s self or fellow man.
8. Thou shalt perceive all things as inconsequential; as all things shall be restored to the natural order given time.
9. Thou shalt not trap one’s self in a confined space, nor an idea.
10. Thou shalt cherish freedom, yet not at the expense of the innocent.
11. Thou shalt burn effigies to rid one’s self of impurities.
12. Thou shalt create many works with the intention to bless all things.
13. Thou shalt remain distrustful of the kin of Abraham and their teachings and devotees.
55 Precepts:
1. One must be free of impurities of the body, mind, and soul.
2. Pure love can only be experienced in the union of man and woman, all other loves shall be hollow; yet shall be respected as the choice of the individual.
3. Violence is only justifiable in situations of dire existential threat.
4. God is all things and you, and you are all things and God; therefore the individual must consider all things in unison.
5. All emotions are natural; yet one must not allow them to control one’s decisions.
6. All things can not be loved or tolerated, yet must be given autonomy without discrimination under the law.
7. All men must take merit into consideration when granting authority, reward, and biased disposition.
8. Nations must be homogeneous in mind, culture, and spirit.
9. Technology is to be prioritized in research, development, and progressive movements of a financial nature; within reasonable regulations.
10. Mankind must always expand ever outward and never stagnate.
11. Reality and language should be defined by objective truths.
12. Individuals should strive to better one’s physical, mental, and spiritual health before financial security.
13. Sacrifice must be voluntary and without doubt or trepidation.
14. The law of the land must be pertinent to exigent circumstances of a harmful nature or the intent to cause harm.
15. Education must be without opinion and must be beneficial to the future of the student.
16. Militaries must exist solely for the defense of it’s patron peoples and the deterrence of violent conflict.
17. Currency must always be based upon, and tradable for, a resource of immense and mutually agreed upon value.
18. Every crime must be met with a relevant and suitable punishment, no punishment should ever exceed the severity of the crime; and rehabilitory measures should be exhausted before extreme measures are taken.
19. An individual must shun all thoughts of deception and chastise usury of any nature.
20. The absolute God, above all other Gods; should not be defined with human qualities in an effort to facilitate righteous indignation.
21. All individuals must convene with nature at least once a day; grounding the nervous system with bare feet to soil.
22. All organisms consumed for nourishment must be treated kindly and given respect for their sacrifice.
23. All water must be free of toxins and impurities and must pass through channels with natural ergonomics to mimic the flow of the universal order.
24. All clothing should be made with minimally processed organic materials.
25. Propaganda of any nature must be denounced and promptly countered with reason.
26. All censuses and statistics must be gathered from as many sources as possible in an effort to properly inform the public.
27. No individual’s speech shall be censored or met with violent recourse.
28. Gambling should be denounced and strictly regulated, yet not prohibited.
29. All individuals should willingly feed the hungry, comfort the sick, and shelter the homeless as long as they have the resources to do so.
30. Life should be treated as a right and not a privilege.
31. All dreams, visions, and premonitions should be recorded for personal reflection; and all individuals should dedicate time to meditation.
32. One should cleanse their self in living waters every seventh day.
33. Individuals should maintain a comely appearance, yet never succumb to vanity.
34. One should fast between awakening and the zenith hour, yet not at the expense of one’s efficacy.
35. One should consume sweetness in moderation, for the tea leaf is sweet enough.
36. One should maintain a strong physique and test the limits of one’s physicality.
37. All people live in sin, but should abstain; and never claim moral superiority over another.
38. One should imbibe of the fruit of the spore and fermented foods, for they are the essence of life.
39. One should dress themselves with the oil of the clove and the ginger root.
40. One should not consume the flesh of predators without necessity; for it is unclean.
41. One should preserve excess food whenever possible, in order to prevent waste and unnecessary suffering.
42. One must not bind one’s hands, feet, or neck.
43. One must not succumb to fear and should emanate courage at all times.
44. One’s pets must be given autonomy and cherished as blood-kin.
45. One must sustain a natural vibrational frequency and Electromagnetic Conductivity.
46. One must make peace with death, for it is merely a transition, and no things have permanence; only the soul.
47. One should imbibe of grains whole whenever possible.
48. One should abstain from unnecessary suffering and seek comfort.
49. One should not consume alcohol in excess or imbibe before periods of rest.
50. One should always strive to make their environment as tidy as possible, for living in filth perpetuates filth within.
51. All people should work in unison to achieve a common goal before working to further one’s own interests.
52. Overstimulation and all things in excess are poisonous to the self, all people must practice moderation and take ample time to rest without thought.
53. One should revel in their culture and traditions.
54. One must never harm a child intentionally or unintentionally.
55. Even though the universe is inherently chaotic and full of conflict, all people must maintain order and cherish peace whenever possible.
Token.
Bacteria.
Microbes in a petri dish.
That’s what I see when I look upon you.
Skeletons, walking corpses.
Lizards and monkeys.
When will it dawn on you?
Miniscule, insignificant, ashes to ashes.
Taste like charcoal.
The suffering accrued.
At the peak of absurdity, cynicism and the lot.
Substantially, fundamentally broken.
It’s inconsequential.
All that shit you fought for.
Just a token, to celebrate insanity.
It’s inconsequential.
Loss and gain, revolving door.
Like clockwork.
Wheels and gears.
Rage for the machine.
Queers and steers.
Short and lean.
Flies buzzing around disillusioned flesh.
Content with consensual coma.
Consensus and soma.
33 degrees, and a worthless diploma.
Sustained by blissful ignorance.
Cognitive dissonance.
Only your captors know you well.
It’s inconsequential.
All that shit you fought for.
Just a token, to celebrate insanity.
It’s inconsequential.
Loss and gain, revolving door.
Like clockwork.
Bastards and prostitutes.
Puppets and radical elements.
Criminals and crazies.
God took a shit.
Meatheads and limp wrists.
Burn the writ.
Were it so simplistic.
Value applied is value lost.
Polite identity holocaust.
Dye your hair or shave your head, feels as though you’re better off dead.
Fill your coffers or share your bread.
It’s inconsequential.
All that shit you fought for.
Just a token, to celebrate insanity.
It’s inconsequential.
Loss and gain, revolving door.
Like clockwork. -Michael Ament
Corpsemass.
Mass of flesh.
Black in dress.
Shoulder to shoulder.
Hearts no colder.
Hate and anger.
Sadness and death.
Double-edged sword.
The edge is caressed.
Madness.
This is madness.
No better time to render.
Never surrender.
Madness.
This madness.
Shove them in a pit.
Bury me in shit.
Do as you’re fucking told.
Killing each other, your blood is gold.
Mass of flesh.
I am your king of worms.
Black in dress.
Pain is assured.
Shoulder to shoulder.
A mosaic of shields.
Hate and anger.
Release it into the field.
Sadness and death.
This is your fate, this is real.
A double edged sword, die for me or kneel.
Madness.
This is madness.
No better time to render.
Never surrender.
Madness.
This madness.
Shove them in a pit.
Bury me in shit.
Do as you’re fucking told.
Killing each other, your blood is gold.
Mass of flesh.
Reddened crest.
Fodder and carrion, feed the blessed.
Corpse starch and swine blood.
Degenerates in their hovels rut.
God, neither here nor there, save yourself or rot in mud.
Indignant condescending stare, below me, I see your hair, twirling like thunder crosses.
Bring your shit in, and get accosted.
Mass of flesh.
Black in dress.
Shoulder to shoulder.
Hearts no colder.
Hate and anger.
Sadness and death.
Double-edged sword.
The edge is caressed.
Madness.
This is madness.
No better time to render.
Never surrender.
Madness.
This madness.
Shove them in a pit.
Bury me in shit.
Do as you’re fucking told.
Killing each other, your blood is gold.
Corpsemass!
Corpsemass!
Corpsemass!
The ritual unfolds! -Michael David Ament
Journaling the Dreamscape.
From now on, in addition to poems and socio-political ramblings, I will be using this blog as a shared dream journal.
I will write down all my dreams, nightmares, and maddening visions here in the best detail I can from what I can remember.
I will inter them in this space as they arise, which will be often, as I am a very vivid and consistent dreamer.
Weight.
I got needs down to my knees.
I can’t breathe.
You plant the seeds.
Lost in a dream.
The heavens are green.
Above the icy seas.
Nowhere to flee.
Buried beneath.
And the shadow of time consumes the weary bastard.
I crumple like a used napkin.
Wrinkled and stained, smelling of salty tears.
I’ve lost all amity, though I do not fear.
The flames of righteous indignation searing flesh.
To dust and ashes, peering into infinity I rest.
In the reeds I swallow fleas.
I can’t see.
She hearkens my screams.
My skin reeks.
Nightmare tobacco smoke cancer.
The throne is red.
Below the umber earth.
The throat burns.
Buried without worth.
And the shadow of time consumes the weary bastard.
I crumple like a used napkin.
Wrinkled and stained, smelling of salty tears.
I’ve lost all amity, though I do not fear.
The flames of righteous indignation searing flesh.
To dust and ashes, peering into infinity I rest.
Desire till I expire.
I can’t be freed.
I saw the ancient greed.
Conquer the world.
I read too deep.
The fields of gold.
Ransacked and sold.
Fall into irradiated hole.
Buried with all I know.
And the shadow of time consumes the weary bastard.
I crumple like a used napkin.
Wrinkled and stained, smelling of salty tears.
I’ve lost all amity, though I do not fear.
The flames of righteous indignation searing flesh.
To dust and ashes, peering into infinity I rest.
Rest.
Rest.
Rest.
Was it worth the weight? -Michael David Ament
Winter Sun.
The sun gives a false warmth.
Yet it’s a balm for the eyes.
Can not wait for the seeds to take root.
And the world to spring alive.
I cast a shadow upon colorful petals.
The scent fills mine air.
I relinquish fire to my kettle.
I surrender my heart to lovers fair.
The beauty inherent in every drop of blood.
The tears from the sky come like a flood.
Swallow in it’s perfection.
As I gaze upon my reflection.
Flowing like golden mead.
Spice and sugar, salt and hugr; my soul is a well.
As we sing songs amongst the reeds.
It’s a realm we create; heaven or hell.
Waiting patiently for eternal night to flee.
All things said, all the battles fought.
All the skin shed, all the fates sought.
A toast in Valhalla, I cherish the thought.
Though clash of shields and steel doth rend..
We lay beneath midgard’s soil in the end.
No longer graced by the winter sun. -Michael David Ament
Germination.
Animate the internal eternal.
Light the path with your source potential.
Walk the golden road; activate the mental.
Create and alleviate; free hand or stencil.
A dozen ravens circle overhead.
Squeeze the monkey; twist and bend.
Transcend your consciousness; molt and blend.
Transformed now; the butterfly mends.
Wings now free, cocoon and seed; picturesque the apocalyptic scene.
Lead me to an early end.
Jesus fucking Christ; I’ve gone off the deep end.
Swimmin’ in blood and shit with a neat grin.
Call me a Welshman cause I eat sin.
You can’t cast me out cause I’ll creep in.
Holy fucking shit I don’t know where to begin.
Guardian demons and shower goblins.
Voices in my head; got a thousand problems.
Shadows in my peripherals; I’m out of pocket.
Madman’s drill in my ocular socket.
If I had a gun; I would of shot it.
Blot out the sun; put it on my docket.
Phlegm in my throat; gotta hock it.
Like a freight train smoking; gotta stop it.
But I’m a sad wizard; no cap.
God keeps my depression on tap.
Mediate between the spirits; I’m that.
Schizophrenic, ecumenic autogenic, pathogenic neurasthenic, authentic genus on the way out dressed in all black.
Buckle up buttercup it’s time to face the facts.
No one can match this bitter seed; I’m the king of cats.
Jesus fucking Christ; I’ve gone off the deep end.
Swimmin’ in blood and shit with a neat grin.
Call me a Welshman cause I eat sin.
You can’t cast me out cause I’ll creep in.
Holy fucking shit I don’t know where to begin.
Animate the internal eternal.
Light the path with your source potential.
Walk the golden road; activate the mental.
Create and alleviate; free hand or stencil.
A dozen ravens circle overhead.
Squeeze the monkey; twist and bend.
Transcend your consciousness; molt and blend.
Transformed now; the butterfly mends.
Wings now free, cocoon and seed; picturesque the apocalyptic scene.
Lead me to an early end.
Mediate between the spirits; I’m that.
Schizophrenic, ecumenic autogenic, pathogenic neurasthenic, authentic genus on the way out dressed in all black.
Transcend your consciousness; molt and blend.
Transformed now; the butterfly mends.
Wings now free, cocoon and seed; picturesque the apocalyptic scene.
Lead me to an early end indeed.
Germinate.
Germinate.
Germinate.
Lead me to an early end indeed.
Don’t fear the unknown; we’re just germinating seeds.
Animate the internal eternal.
Light the path with your source potential.
Walk the golden road; activate the mental.
Create and alleviate; free hand or stencil.
Transcend your consciousness; molt and blend.
Transformed now; the butterfly mends. -Michael David Ament
Frequency & Fire
Undulate upon the sacred ground.
Moving hips to the indigo sound.
Frequency and fire ringing aloud.
Roots and chromosomes; stoic and proud.
Bleed for love.
Bleed your energy.
An acquired taste.
Sensory synergy.
It all rotates like the earth.
The scene is green, salivate over sour things.
Wash the skin clean.
Power, matter and antimatter; gravity.
Finding peace in the dance of the unseen.
Undulate upon the sacred ground.
Gyrating bones to the amazonite sound.
Instinct and wind blowing abound.
Ancient souls and meditation bowls; spinning the heart around.
Bleed for love.
Bleed your energy.
An acquired taste.
Sensory synergy.
It moves the tides like the moon.
The scene is green, salivate over sour things.
Wash the skin clean.
Power, matter and antimatter; gravity.
Finding peace in the dance of the unseen.
Bleed for love.
Bleed your energy.
An acquired taste.
Sensory synergy.
Frequency and fire ringing aloud.
Roots and chromosomes; stoic and proud.
Bleed for love.
Bleed your energy.
An acquired taste.
Sensory synergy.
Instinct and wind blowing abound.
Ancient souls and meditation bowls; spinning the heart around.
Undulating upon the sacred ground. -Michael David Ament
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