The Whistler

Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags , , , , , on 23/05/2019 by GeoSolus

The program needs a face to appear less hostile and more approachable to the life with which it interacts. The time of observation is coming to a close and the reveal is inevitable so one must be prepared.

The Whistler Keys

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Zhi Jing W.I.P.

Posted in Visual Art with tags , , , , , on 19/05/2019 by GeoSolus

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We build our machines with the hope that they will excel where we have failed.

Western Winds

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , on 18/05/2019 by GeoSolus

Walk with me
Walk to the edge
Face the fate
That we may face
In ever changing times

Where one man’s crime
May be
Another’s salvation
A drop of blood
In an ocean of tears
Diluting the sorrows
Of life

Under the knife
May just
Cut away the origin
Of bitter sweet existence
So walk with me
Until the edge
Of what once was
Resistance

Slingshot

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , on 16/05/2019 by GeoSolus

I realise
You’ve
Been through a lot
So
Let me add to your troubles

You really must
Be
Used to it now
So
Let me pour you a double

S!X

Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags , , on 04/05/2019 by GeoSolus

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Beltainted

Posted in Writing with tags , , , on 01/05/2019 by GeoSolus

A blazing sun
One of many
Just close enough
To give life
To a little rock
Floating
Spinning
Ever giving
To a strange breed
Caring
Yet killing
The foundations
Of its existence

Heathen’s Hand

Posted in Music, Writing with tags , , , , , , on 17/04/2019 by GeoSolus

I am no son of god
No devil’s spawn
I am a symbol of your world
And all that is wrong
Within your broken cult
A cultural crime
You want what is yours
Yet take what is mine

It is the nature of belief
To refuse the real
To take it all in good faith
But what you have you steal
You are murder, you are pain
An illusion’s fool
Chosen by a doctrine’s way
To be that doctrine’s tool

My nature’s natures way
I have the upper hand
You can keep your fantasies
When nature takes a stand
Strips the flesh from corrupt bones
Foundations of your faith
I shall not pray, nor forgive
When all is laid to waste