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Array ( [sid] => 71961 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My Purpose... [time] => 2004-11-17 15:23:47 [hometext] => Whut I want is... [bodytext] => ~ MY PURPOSE

You are only able to go as far as you're willing to push...
And i want to keep on forcing my way on-wards.
I aim to travel far beyond these walls
...and i get a few feet further each day....
Exploring the unknown...
Testing how far I'd dare to go...
But always being able to return to the comfort of my nest,
the safety of my little bubble...
Where i HATE the past
Yet fear the future...
The worry of whut i may not be able to control beyond the edges.
...Yet still content in the knowledge that I have all the power I need To create my own destiny
& shape my own future....
Right here...
..In me...
I don't need to go in search of it...
I am my own creator & my own god.


I tire of routine, I need a form of controll...yet i crave...

DISORDER,

CHAOS,

DESTRUCTION...


...complete and total ANNIAILATION!.


I long to shake up my entire world like a snow globe...
I want to feel the heat wave of ecstacy all over my body
And the cold, damp of sorrow like a stream running down my flushed cheeks...
I want to indulge myself & taste the most extreme Violence & Pain...
To feel my taste buds swell with the bitter sweetness of Animosity & Anguish...
For words to grow like tumors and roll from the tip of my tongue...
..To explain how it feels to experience emotion 1000 x more...
I seek Insanity...
to view visions that are unimagible...
Witness A virtual reality of Terror...& bliss...
... The ultimate act of fantasising...
Looking for a dreamworld..even if it's one of a nightmare....
I want to know everything,
Meet everyone...
Hear all their thoughts at once..
Overload my head and throb my temples with an aching rhythm....

...Drive my self mad With other peoples Hysteria.


I want to capture Imagination... and set it free with Inspiration...
I wish to Conceive knowledge... and give birth to truth..
Burn the flags of Hypocrisy & Evil..
Slaughter the impure, fakes & clones...
Then build the perfect world out of their flesh and bones...
..Smile as I walk among the flames of the new empire...
And like the twirling snowflakes that dance in liquid dreams.. We will all be different...
...And not one of us the same...
Yet we will al be exactly the same..


From the chaos we will derive order..
All of us will eventually settle down to sleep Softly on the ground
..once whut we searched for in life has been found...
.......And we will all feel peace like never before.....

(c) Dominick Destruction 18th july 2004



[comments] => 1 [counter] => 257 [topic] => 46 [informant] => Dominick-destruction [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => didactic )
My Purpose...

Contributed by Dominick-destruction on Wednesday, 17th November 2004 @ 03:23:47 PM in AEST
Topic: didactic



~ MY PURPOSE

You are only able to go as far as you're willing to push...
And i want to keep on forcing my way on-wards.
I aim to travel far beyond these walls
...and i get a few feet further each day....
Exploring the unknown...
Testing how far I'd dare to go...
But always being able to return to the comfort of my nest,
the safety of my little bubble...
Where i HATE the past
Yet fear the future...
The worry of whut i may not be able to control beyond the edges.
...Yet still content in the knowledge that I have all the power I need To create my own destiny
& shape my own future....
Right here...
..In me...
I don't need to go in search of it...
I am my own creator & my own god.


I tire of routine, I need a form of controll...yet i crave...

DISORDER,

CHAOS,

DESTRUCTION...


...complete and total ANNIAILATION!.


I long to shake up my entire world like a snow globe...
I want to feel the heat wave of ecstacy all over my body
And the cold, damp of sorrow like a stream running down my flushed cheeks...
I want to indulge myself & taste the most extreme Violence & Pain...
To feel my taste buds swell with the bitter sweetness of Animosity & Anguish...
For words to grow like tumors and roll from the tip of my tongue...
..To explain how it feels to experience emotion 1000 x more...
I seek Insanity...
to view visions that are unimagible...
Witness A virtual reality of Terror...& bliss...
... The ultimate act of fantasising...
Looking for a dreamworld..even if it's one of a nightmare....
I want to know everything,
Meet everyone...
Hear all their thoughts at once..
Overload my head and throb my temples with an aching rhythm....

...Drive my self mad With other peoples Hysteria.


I want to capture Imagination... and set it free with Inspiration...
I wish to Conceive knowledge... and give birth to truth..
Burn the flags of Hypocrisy & Evil..
Slaughter the impure, fakes & clones...
Then build the perfect world out of their flesh and bones...
..Smile as I walk among the flames of the new empire...
And like the twirling snowflakes that dance in liquid dreams.. We will all be different...
...And not one of us the same...
Yet we will al be exactly the same..


From the chaos we will derive order..
All of us will eventually settle down to sleep Softly on the ground
..once whut we searched for in life has been found...
.......And we will all feel peace like never before.....

(c) Dominick Destruction 18th july 2004







Copyright © Dominick-destruction ... [ 2004-11-17 15:23:47]
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