Archive for Zhi Jing
To The Bone
Posted in Visual Art with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Devils Toys, The High Priestess, The Second Ritual, Zhi Jing on 23/11/2019 by GeoSolusThe Divine Sleeper
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags From The Ashes, geosolus, lyric, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Cloak And The Dagger, The High Priestess, The Second Ritual, Zhi Jing on 19/11/2019 by GeoSolus
Born with the bombs
That blew apart
Our civilized unions
And broke our fragile hearts
These streets run red
In all of the confusion
Just more collateral
A blood to concrete perfusion
For the divine
Sleeper’s dream
It is but a warning
A silent war of thoughts
A tempestuous brain storming
Decisions clouded over
This dire reign of greed
Tapping failing veins
To gloat rather than feed
A price you never paid
A debt that you created
Always paid in full
By those that you sedated
With chemical and cult
You pierced
And then you pried
Until their cerebral cortex
Was washed
Then hung out to dry
For the divine
Sleeper’s dream
No need to pay them heed
For you will never suffer
For you will never bleed
Zhi Jing W.I.P.
Posted in Visual Art with tags geosolus, Graphic Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Devils Toys, The High Priestess, Zhi Jing on 19/05/2019 by GeoSolus
We build our machines with the hope that they will excel where we have failed.
Modus Operandi
Posted in Visual Art, Writing with tags Dax Kando, geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Cloak And The Dagger, The Second Ritual, Zhi Jing on 23/02/2019 by GeoSolus
Bound by an unspoken code and thrown in to a life of deception. The Devil put their heart in to sure hands for safe keeping. There was a long journey ahead with many paths written in blood. The undoing of what had been done and the liberation of future days. Retribution would bring redemption but first the bloodline had to be secured.
Steps
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, The Cloak And The Dagger, Zhi Jing on 15/03/2018 by GeoSolusA different kind of music for a new kind of magic.
An air of mystery wrapped in such familiarity.
A feeling woven in to the unknown.
A story written by lucid dreams becoming real over time.
It is these mental projections that keep you ahead of the curve.
Invocation – WIP
Posted in Visual Art with tags Digital Art, Mirrors And Black Magic, Temperance, The Second Ritual, Zhi Jing on 27/02/2018 by GeoSolus
Some more animation in the works.
Leap Of Faith
Posted in Writing with tags geosolus, Mirrors And Black Magic, Poetry, The Mysteries, The Tower, Zhi Jing on 09/02/2018 by GeoSolusUpon this altar
I lay at peace
Warm and soft
I dream
I fall
A hand strokes my brow
Calling me back
To arms
My eyes pop
It’s okay
She says
Her hand on my heart
Her voice in my head
I can rest
I can dream
I can fall
Without fear
I dive deep
For she is my anchor
And I am her keep
I can drift
Without loss
Brave
The darkest seas
The void
Reaches out
Reaches in
Cleansing the soul
Absolving the sins
I know
My war
Has come to an end
