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voidic3ntity · 2 days
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I'm so utterly & so completely obsessed with you, my lighthouse,
always searching, yet never finding, to seek is to remain hopeful:
beneath the fragments, the chalice of trust dwells much deeper,
& the loyalty I have for you is something so pathetically single;
am I good enough for you to stick by through the rainstorms?
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voidic3ntity · 3 days
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death, such is the difficult & delicate problem we all face alone:
in moments of darkness, the existential spiral swirls endlessly,
alone in our homes, as each day creeps ever closer to infinity;
are our stories of something greater, afterlife or nothingness,
merely fragile fabrications of woven language to comfort us?
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voidic3ntity · 3 days
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are our stories of something greater... afterlife or nothingness?
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voidic3ntity · 2 months
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I don't want to hurt anymore, I don't want to hurt myself:
not anymore, & I don't want to hurt those who love me,
I never wanted to do that, & I hate myself for doing it;
but sometimes, the voices scream so fucking loud...
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voidic3ntity · 4 months
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I have some vast mass of immovable darkness within my soul,
& no matter how hard I try to make peace with these demons,
I shall always remain darkened, akin to the likeness of decay;
& since I was very young, it has burnt & singed everything...
everything good I have ever laid my eyes upon has burnt,
& again, I stand as nothing more than helpless witness.
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voidic3ntity · 10 days
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I wake up on my back, the ceiling creaky, the paint still cracking,
whispering birds speak of many improbable moments of calm,
but in my mind, in those moments, only the cascade of chaos:
reflections seen under black light seem to shimmer with light,
& as if by magic, some strange moment of recursion occurs;
please, do not disturb me from my awful slumbered sleep.
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voidic3ntity · 1 month
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an almost existential clarity seems to arise out of inner silence.
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voidic3ntity · 13 days
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sit up straight & pay attention, posture is that which I lack:
spinal column compressed & my organs working overtime,
hypervigilant in our pure exposure, we find ourselves falling,
throughout space, the infinite of time is seen as mundane;
straight up & lighten up, the world isn't all dark, dear one.
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voidic3ntity · 7 months
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'VESSEL OF AMNESIA' is available now: soundcloud & youtube.
TRACKLIST:
1. INTRO - WE ARE FUCKING STRANGE ILLUSIONS
2. FORMATION - THE HAZE OF DISTANT FOG SMOKE
3. DARKNESS - & WITH YOUR INITIAL MARKS ETCHED
4. INTERLUDE - SELF-MADE INSTRUMENTAL TRACK
5. RESURRECTION - THE VAST AMBIGUOUS MASS
6. CRYSTALLISATION - ENTHRALLED BY THE FLESH
7. OUTRO - SELF-MADE INSTRUMENTAL TRACK
over the past 10 months I've put everything I've had into making this project, from the writing to the recording to the beats to the production, everything is self-made & everything is self-taught...
I thoroughly believe it is the highest quality piece of audible art I have ever created, it is the first step to making the 'voidic3ntity' brand into the multimedia project I've envisioned since day one.
I want to thank every single person who has ever taken time out of their day to read or to listen to any of the words I have etched, it truly means the world to me that so many people find so much value in my art & I cannot thank you all enough for your support!
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voidic3ntity · 5 months
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& still, I find myself clinging to some persona I believed was me.
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voidic3ntity · 2 months
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you ruined my fucking mind & now I cannot fucking fix myself.
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voidic3ntity · 1 month
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I crumble inside myself as an act of itemized reflection:
I'm pulled towards the deep, the mystic tales of magic,
adobe huts & foreign languages, potions poured high;
witness the illumination & strange patterns reflected.
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voidic3ntity · 7 days
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that which we seek, in the moonlit evenings of calm pale dusk,
the shimmering of something beyond ourselves, lost within:
as the embers of campfires begin to rise towards the sky,
I wrestle with that which I cannot see, myself in totality;
an endless ache for something more than our eternity.
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voidic3ntity · 2 months
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I'm trying to get better, I really am trying to heal my illness:
from therapy sessions to reading books to being proactive;
I don't want to hurt anymore, I don't want to hurt myself.
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voidic3ntity · 3 months
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my mind is twisted, dissociated & dislocated, from the world:
witnessing & following, never really finding myself, only shards;
shards of the individual I once was... dissolving into diagnosis. 
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voidic3ntity · 3 months
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I'm still haunted by the things I witnessed almost ten years ago:
everyday the trauma is something which follows me like a ghost;
following me like rain-clouds pouring pain upon my present day.
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