The one trick pony will always adhere to regulations. It is in their nature. It is their way of life.
First The Form
Posted in Visual Art with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Zhi Jing on 17/09/2021 by GeoSolus
Blood
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Ode, Poetry on 06/07/2021 by GeoSolusThey fell from the sky
Before my time
After years of war
Fighting for our future
I am glad that they cannot see
What has come to pass
The bleating herd
Its narcissistic nature
And the disregard for the freedom
For which they fought and perished
I shall endeavour
Until my dying breath
To make this world a better place
In their honour
Ka
Posted in Diary, Writing on 29/06/2021 by GeoSolusIf you truly want to understand love remove all notions of sex and sexuality.
Keys
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cell, The Empress on 19/05/2021 by GeoSolus
We sat at the piano
Side by side, you and I
The metronome ticking
To keep me in time
The left hand path
At the tips of my fingers
A focus on rhythm
A root for the singer
Who sat there in silence
While learning to lead
As you lay down the melody
Thus planting the seed
Death Of An Inventor
Posted in Diary, Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Cell, The Hanged Man on 16/05/2021 by GeoSolusThere was a suicide in the family. Somewhere in my bloodline a man left behind his wife and five children during a time of deep depression. The youngest of the five children did not believe it to be suicide and until her dying day considered it to be an accident. She told me this in my younger years after I had explained to her that I was the only one left who was interested in her story.
She told me about her father and how he had invented a cinema screen that was perforated in such a manner that sound could travel through it without effecting the image being projected upon it. After investing in research and developing the screen he had put a patent on his invention. However a company took his invention, changed the shape of the holes slightly, put a patent of their own on it and put it on the market before he got his invention out in to the big wide world. This led him in to bankruptcy and shortly after he was found dead in the living room of the family home. Poisoned by an unlit gas fire.
Foundation
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cell, The Devil on 10/05/2021 by GeoSolus
Upon what do you stand?
The Earth?
Your feet?
Others?
The Question
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, S!X, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Devil on 08/05/2021 by GeoSolusWithin the reach of kings
Touched by the tainted
Fuelled by cult and obsession
The web of lies expands
Spinning in to oblivion
I thought of you
But you didn’t return the favour
Preferring to spin another lie
An obvious deception
Leaving me with the question
Where is the fruit I was promised?
XII
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Hanged Man on 07/05/2021 by GeoSolusTreasures found in unspoken places
A pulse lingering deep in to the night
He took another sip from the vessel
And felt the warmth of the water of life
Farewell old friend he whispered
In time we’re sure to meet again…
The Prince
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger on 05/05/2021 by GeoSolusMy tears become a storm
A rage I can barely handle
Pushing to the brink
Of self control
It’s in my soul
This world that you created
Distanced from the real
A parasitical disaster
Sucking at my thoughts
Draining life from what is pure
Building in a system
That is becoming
Immune to your poison
