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"Awaken the Ghost"

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Pic no. 1: “Agoraphobia” Pic no. 2: “Curse: Part Two” Pic no. 3: “Fan Girl (My Girlfriend’s Girlfriend)” Pic no. 4: “Lovely Day in Anachronism Park”

First Akeldama post! Once set up, will be selling any edited photos and/or artwork as prints! (At least photos, artwork, etc that are legally mine to sell as prints) Will also occasionally be posting song clips, songs; conceptual artwork from music projects I’m involved with: pARANOIApAM and Geneticide

-Thank you

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“ Madness in its Sweetest Form”

Edited by, and in photo: Akeldama Masomphenya (with DMJ) Photo taken by: Broken_Oroboros

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DOOM - a micro fiction

“Wait! Listen to me!” The giant, ebon skinned man rumbled out beneath the inhuman screams and collapsing buildings, “If you want to live through all of this - listen to me, damn it! You need me!” The far- too- experienced- with- this- bullshit man finally stopped and turned, dutifully ready to continue on his way and get shit done. “Whadya mean, ‘you need me?’ Whadya - ” “Listen carefully, marine: this has nothing to do with your skills and abilities to fight and survive, so check that ego,” the giant mans’ custom to his specifications military armour glistened alive with each dancing flame, every explosion that shook the earth, and he popped off a quick shot of his plasma rifle, the bright, soothing blue energy devouring a floating, grotesque head behind him. All teeth, claws and unholy screeches collapsed to the broken ground in a rancid heap, and the sanguine sky above showed the giant man to be far more menacing than he already was. “Some on the human side want you dead. They believe that the sooner this is all over, the sooner they can extinguish you and act like none of this ever happened.” The younger marine rolled his eyes, “Oh. I know. UAC.” “Precisely. Which is why you need me. You’re important and they can’t touch me.” The massive, dark skinned senior marine slid a white toothed grin. It was an alarmingly genuine and unusual smile. Maybe it was all the death, destruction, and these hellish half automatons… Demons? Monsters? The young marine surveyed the catastrophe around him. The invasion had reached Earth before he could ever stop it, and still gargantuan, horned, half mechanical demonic creatures, some just as large, mechanical spiders like something out of an 1980’s nightmare, commanded nearly all current life on this planet. Less and less of it was human. Not much of a reason to smile these days but out of madness, and this was all clearly insane. The young marine decided to match the persistent mans grin, “Alright. Let’s say I do in fact need you: What makes you s'goddamned special?” The giant man was instantly less than inches away from his HUD visor, the same grin cracking his unreasonably aged and battle ridden face, “I am UAC.”

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- written by Akeldama Masomphenya

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“Why Can We Never Go Back to Bed” - photo taken and edited by Akeldama Masomphenya

“Do Not Adjust Your Screens” - photo taken by and edited by Akeldama Masomphenya

“Cracks Begin to Show” - photo taken by and edited by Akeldama Masomphenya

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“Feels Like the First Time..” - photo taken by Broken_Oroboros Model/edited by Akeldama Masomphenya

“She Will Take it Back” - photo taken Broken_Oroboros Model/edited by Akeldama Masomphenya

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“Since 1915” - photo by, and edited by Akeldama Masomphenya

“The Looking Glass” - photo by and edited by Akeldama Masomphenya

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"DON'T WANT TO KNOW"

“DON’T WANT TO KNOW”

No need to fret No need for concern Or cause alarm Inclination to worry is Overridden by primal foundation Inside, you record numbers of ticks Errors in that coding Become seconds to meltdown Hack that base program And you deny your own work Each incarnation of flesh Self prescribed self medicated Sweating from the glow of illusion Or do they creep closer Out of the setting dawn?

Forever in circles Infinite sources flavours of the years Though no one cracks smiles Your adamancy to stir up dust Now fails to obscure secret documentation Files exposed Yet no one’s surprised You’re as invasive as The men you fear you hear A cure’s then presented As a means to cope with collapse Your plan to infect came into effect Spoiled on fairer sides of immorality Even demented intentions Akin to the rush from your mothers Your life spans mere minutes Before then blind with disease The cure that you needed Cancer blacked virus You snorted and spit out into replicant others You place the bottle on the shelf Golden rays of filtered immunity Detoxify phantom limbs of all lovers Receding panic yellow lights Peppermint memories Nature chemicals Structure and company never felt so cheeky, yet clean Catalytic Fatalist Opiation Sisters Run way with dopamine mistresses twilight looms forward; rose veils don’t seem to sharpen truth anymore Just don’t take off your glasses

You’re just another shell Dwell within company’s hell Gotta make sure someone breaks your fall Self reliant fantasies Green with envy orgies Ones with rhythmic blood Prevented from recall You’re just another shade Blur of schizo type hate Enemies rally for first place possession Steele like mentality “Everyone’s just fucking with me” Won’t care away endorphin absolution

The curtain’s torn open Reveal every hidden stranger You could have sworn they were laughing with you Those eyes that feed you Sweet kaleidoscope nectar Ward off illumination from logic salvation Mothers of the others perfect degree of curves Heaven sent orgasms That succubi masqueraded phoenix innocence And proposition obtuse excuse To avoid and accuse Coz as long as your under covers with needle thighs and whispering eyes Your reflection can’t complicate Apathetic cysts in your skin Every vice is a sin You were meant to win And declare from the mountains Echoes even twist genuine undecayed intention What you prevent for a second glimpse of cure Is locked away like secrets Twice darker in the light

Reminder’s escaping Submission on her knees To suck off Addiction You deserve to be pleased Break her jaw to starve her Of information acting free False promises keep her leash short taut, to you - temporary concubine obsession Motions defiant in spite She mirrors all the way Head first into your arctic recession Until she trips from petty play Still, Resisting all compulsion to flee Her shell shock demeanor resurfaces As you place her in microscopic cages You Beacon of Light A sincere request you threw away the keys With a smile of comprehension You simply react with heart felt lies You, in perpetuate statistic, rearrange all puzzle pieces Won’t deceive the minds’ eye The company involved excavating the ruins Knows somewhere dying parallels Converge influence on chaos Like a supernova orphan You manifest the day Encouragement becomes Hypocrite Acknowledgment is Prophecy Existential surrender plays upon your mortality wheel “Every body’s fucked but, Everyone is so real”

Convenient you found her in a state of more disrepair Souls in her eyes stare combative contagion; admonishes your pride like the poison of sixteen She knew Never demanding your jade mask be at once removed In spite of all other things This one was pristine You offer no condolences for the suffering you emanate Conversion Assimilation Replication Isolation Every day is exactly the same No one truly knows yet only you have forgotten “What place have I to care beyond myself.. mother’s instinctively feed their young, could they not provide for themselves, therefore?”

Pluto became a planet again You shot off for the UV stars How many scars leave a trail never mattered till they’re yours One abandoned bugged and rewired Still you can’t see past the habits Traumatically Subconsciously Metronome with your form It’s impossible you’ve now since realized control was never truth Coy methods presume They’ll perceive you whole Always true Lack of attention to the devil in the details Stunned you slack jawed; dizzy Moments that she recites historical accuracy So then was she… A spectre voyeur haunts you That’s not an entire fact Still, you’ll avalanche down To the shadows on the fence Replaced from reality Would you conceive then, You are the same calamity As all the maelstroms of yore Mutated cells fated to pretend You are the same before metamorphosis Besides.. Everyone should beg down on their knees You are the one true god And you’ll always do as you please

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- written by Akeldama Masomphenya

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Geneticide now comes with Leeloo hair

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Gas Light

They said it’s just a game Who can stay most sane They want to play again No one knows when rules change

Moonlight offers little cover In the spotlight of this hell Welcomed to the side of others This is where we fell

Frequency voices echo loud UV stars dot the ground Crowd control for only two What becomes of us when they are through?

Moonlight offers little cover In the spotlight of hell Welcomed to the side of others This is where we fell

Descent in chaos’ catastrophe Couldn’t be anywhere else but inside me Never trust their eyes - only what you see Gas light alters reality (Repeat)

Do they want us in chains? Do they want us to take the blame? When all is said and done what did they gain? Will they come again?

– By pARANOIApAM (Akeldama Masomphenya)

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"Back Where You Belong" Photo/Editing/Model: Akeldama Masomphenya

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"Monachopsis"

“Monachopsis”

Their faces are on fire Their faces pitch black I strain to see their features That’s exactly what they lack Their bodies torment me With fluid movements This realm of red and hate I can’t help but contemplate Do I belong here Do I share the same fate

They loom before me Enticing tragedy Whispers silently Entrance me further With violent fury And lustful fervor They keep beckoning me To dig in deeper I sever all my ties I’m now their keeper

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"Mission Status: Failure"

“Mission Status: Failure”

All I see are lights flashing in an ocean of black If you wish, think of me now but I can’t come back I’m lost and I don’t remember what it cost me Drifting, floating, seemingly free How I got here remains to be seen

The endless void surrounds me I only hope you forget me soon It was a mission to be redeemed Instead, I lie in chaos and pray for doom

All I see are lights flashing in an ocean of black If you wish, think of me now but I can’t come back I’m lost and I don’t remember what it cost me Drifting, floating, seemingly free How I got here remains to be seen

Lack of entropy suspends me in this current state Yet, where I am, fills all of space Perhaps I do deserve this fate No one can save me, its far too late

I can’t wait to die tonight I can’t wait to die tonight To embrace the white, embrace the white Look for me in the past to see my life I outlast the others I slowly waste away What cruel jokes the gods play must I live another day? I can’t wait to die tonight I can’t wait to die tonight

Maybe I’m to blame I couldn’t see through the flames Every second their screams repeat I admit defeat I admit defeat Maybe I’m to blame I couldn’t see through the flames Every second their screams repeat I admit defeat I admit defeat

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"Unseen" Pencil, permanent marker (red/black) by Akeldama Masomphenya

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Akeldama Masomphenya with DMJ (he’s ready to shave that beard… and I’m going to help…!)

He looks sad, and he’s been through a lot, both self inflicted and external bullshit (both of us, really, more than we should have put up with;) we’ve also seen a lot of people’s true colours.. but things can only get better when you’re at rock bottom, right? I can only advise and encourage. Actions are his to make. The same goes for me. Positivity is difficult to strive for and achieve but it’s always worth it in the end, no matter the end.