Stonewall

Introspect to disinfect this tomb i bear upon my neck,

And contemplate existence which was rendered but a smoking wreck.

From reckless to resplendent,

Misery unto contentment.

I traverse the Earth an echo of a miscreant ascended.

A journey which has carried me across a million pages,

And evolved throughout the years within these ever shifting phases.

It's outrageous: an indistinguishable visage

Is the vessel for another, the originals unlisted-

Though residual within the vault, and memories awaken;

Mostly Jekyll but he's in there too, all but left forsaken.

In the making is another, in reaction to this madness,

Rather anger but the current tone is in the mode of sadness.

Every octave is despondent, a result of all the nonsense,

It's more difficult to understand than being unresponsive.

I am fleeing to the psyche, for internal restoration;

Getting lost within a growing pool of useless information.

I must face it, world is broken, every feeling left unspoken;

Seems the zeitgeist is but misery and social codes unwoven.

Oversimplified and scrutinized and peppered with a million lies,

Categorize and conquer if you get the masses to divide.

We came from the wasteland, ascended through the use of hands,

Dynamically evolving through our information we expand,

And differentiation is a side effect of living,

Manifesting novelty, the recipe is willing.

All phenomena expand within a field and changes,

A result of interaction on the boundary. This is basic.

The novel source the engine for another growing offshoot

It is endless and applies to all phenomena you look to.

I can show you many things a million thoughts that wisdom brings,

Even expound upon the way that every single atom sings.

But remote is your attention, there will never be retention,

Any concept that i mention long forgotten, rendered tension.

Twisting up his innards with the knowledge of seclusion,

Any semblance of connection in reality illusion.

I'm removing self from quests to seek accord with all the commons,

I mostly just find emnity, i truly am astonished.

Inhibiting your wavelength with ideas that crush and cripple,

I wish you all the best but reality is not that simple.

-Ace

— Ace Rey. From The Book of Souls, a first collection in progress.