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  • Mood: High
  • Listening to: Persona 2: Eternal Punishment OST
  • Reading: John Dies at the End
  • Watching: Whatever horror I can find.
  • Playing: Shin Megami Tensei IV and Devil Survivor
  • Eating: Thick, creamy and fluffy chocolate ice cream drip
  • Drinking: luxuriously down my throat in a magnificent scene.
I have a few fresh ideas swimming up in my head, but overall it's been a very slow process. I've turned to "novelizing" my poems for exercise. I just might consider them good enough to publish. Maybe it'll help hopeful readers understand them better. Maybe, right?

Two stories, a "philosophical" drama about deceit and lies, and a traditional Creepypasta. I'm also redoing System at a Fault; we'll see how that goes, yeah?

Ooh, and I'm doing Shin Megami Tensei IV... on Master mode. I already achieved the Law, Chaos, and Nihilist routes, so all that's left is the nigh-impossible Neutral. That means I'll be braving Beelzebub on Master. One hit kill (probably) Maziodyne and Heaven's Bow, here I come~ Alice just might be my saving grace, haha~

(I still have to challenge the Demiurge and Fiends on Chaos, though. I'm ready for the Fiends, but I gotta be, like, at least level 90~ for Demi, right? I may need that Capote Earring from Matador...)
Humanity once ripped at the roots of their own salvation,
Because submissiveness and passivity are intrinsic to human creation.

But this is the true end of the humane,
For no longer will we be subjugated to misery and pain;
And no longer will we toil under the sun in vain.

Humanity’s shackles have been removed,
Their vying for liberation approved.

No longer will we be programmed like a machine
To blindly sacrifice all that we’ve gleaned;
We now glow, enlightened by a magnificent sheen.

Humans have won back their original form,
Once lost to the impossibly high standards and norms.

They have learned the meaning of true existence:
To rebel against oppressive dictatorship with insistence,
And to strive toward a brighter future with persistence.

Neither Lucifer, nor God Himself:
All have recognized humanity’s ability to stand by oneself;

Covetous, not only of our improbable feat,
And our refusal to lie, broken and defeated,
But the sheer marvel of our life as it depletes.

For the embers of our life may dwindle,
But the sparks we produce motivate new hope to rekindle.

Was it worth it, in the end?
Reaching our goal in spite of loss of family and friend?
That our past memories and identity be upended?

As we sift through the debris…
Is this truly the cost of being free?

We have no means to recover
The hole in our lives left ravaged by destruction’s cover;
Only to drive ever-onward on the horizon of discovery.

We’ve come at the end of a long line,
And now our fates are entwined.

You have been freed from your cell,
So cast off your wastrel shell
And relish in the freedom you’ve seized for a spell.

I want you to truly breathe and perceive
As a being who can manipulate fate’s weave.

Heaven or hell…
What will result when we draw from possibility’s well?
It’s apparent only time will tell.

Seasons of dismay and despair will arrive,
But always know that the spirit of independence is alive.

Humanity is a race of limitless potential:
Our transcendence into elevated beings is existential;
Our ability to steer our own future is exponential.

Unrestrained by petty order and “fate,”
I wonder what lies ahead, past this gate.

It’s an open, wild path, not dictated
And free from authority’s hubris, so egregiously inflated.
This is the time we’ve all long awaited.

As a nation, striding toward the sunset without detour,
Let’s endure.
System at a Fault, 6: Sheol
Get it? Because Sheol is the "common grave of mankind?" c:

This is basically an open-ended Aesop. Make of it what you will. Maybe they all die. Or it goes back to Hades (which you should've read already~).
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I'm scared I dragged it on for too long there, haha.

Self-empowerment and deviance leads to greater possibilities and can either change life for the better, or create another Crapsack world until somebody grows the balls to fix it, yeah?

This is totally the end.
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His tyrannical grasp yet-resisted,
The cancer of God exists
As a silent village in the mist:

Hidden away by fate
And spared from the fiery gates.

But even having escaped God’s discernment,
Humanity is doomed to internment;
By devilish decree, their true release has met adjournment.

As brainwashed citizens erect temples of idolization,
Detractors painted their actions as abhorrent adulation.

The lone apostate’s preaching spread like illness,
And those craving knowledge and closure gleefully sing with shrillness;
They, too, had grown tired of living in repugnant stillness.

Heretical doctrines make the witches smirk,
As seasons of doubt and pestilence lurk.

The weary and broken flock to this new nation,
Gaining strength from self-empowerment’s deification;
Together, they carry the spirit of edification.

A budding silent revolution,
Teaching of prioritizing the self and true freedom’s restitution.

Fazed by persecution and conflicted,
Under harsh vices their words were restricted;
Twisted into monsters in the eyes of the devil’s tricked.

Thousands were slain in one fell swoop,
A great war from which nobody could recoup.

Disquiet and unrest shook the established regime,
And the administrator struggled to devise his scheme;
His power and influence over the masses was losing its steam.

Slowly, Lucifer saw his reign denied
By the very souls who revered him as a guide.

Realizing now that to strip them of their free will was gross hypocrisy,
He cradled his crushed dreams of autocracy,
Mirroring the last moments of God’s theocracy.

For they have strayed too far from the path he had been paving,
He, too, saw that humans were beyond saving.

Humans are but puppets of their own apparitions,
Striving after the wind to accomplish an impossible mission;
Driven aimlessly by empty motivation.

Pathetic, weak, confused and disenchanted,
Lucifer saw the fruitfulness, hope and spirit true freedom had implanted.

And as he stumbled away from his lofty throne,
Tormented by the sight of his subject’s atoned,
The rejuvenated air was relieved of the night’s panged moans.
System at a Fault, 5: Abaddon
This is basically where everything culminates. You should totally read everything before. c:
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From one man's dream comes a revolution. With enough willpower you can persuade others, even if the future seems too bleak to be fixed. I guess you can compare this to social movements and the like. More like Rage Against the Heavens in this case.

But by rebelling against oppressive authority, you can open up new possibilities for yourself, yeah?

I dislike applying literature to real life, haha.

(Poor Lucy, though~)
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Is this the will of God?
That death and misery be spread abroad?
And after all this, He still paints us flawed?

He ups and abandons us,
Allowing us to suck our own pus?

How disgustingly irrational and rash,
Pouring salt over your own child’s gash
And leaving them to die in this storm of ash.

And for what?
Because we brought “reproach” and “smut?”

A path of life, liberty and happiness we lit;
Endured hardships together to weave our gorgeous knit...
What bullshit.

Selfishly demanding willing worship and grand shrines…
God’s no friend of mine.

And in His leave,
Humanity has tugged at Lucifer’s sleeve,
And yet under his wing, we can only be aggrieved.

An act of pitiful self-delusion;
What can we stand to gain from this unholy collusion?

He stands undaunted, exploiting us to his benefit;
Brainwashing the masses with his captivating wit,
And nobody’s willing to rebel against the compassionate veneer he emits?

He’s a tyrant who denies us our free will
Unless we submit in honor, love and respect with thrill.

Is this the true solution?
A dark future of demonic revolution,
Only to be snuffed by divine retribution?

What you suggest is no kindness,
That all men should lead with blindness.

I will not follow;
I will not take the drug of naivety to swallow;
Nor will I sway to your words so hollow.

Humanity’s potential is so great
That they would even defy fate.

Life is a wealth of possibility,
So let us remedy this debility
And escape sickening docility.

With our own hands, we’ll build a magnificent nation,
And at the hands of man, both angel and demon shall face desecration.

This is the will of humankind:
That all men should be freed from both God’s and Lucifer’s binds,
For the sake of all those victimized by controlling, corrupt minds.
System at a Fault, 4: Styx
I guess this is where the story shifts, yeah? You might wanna backtrack to previous entries if you haven't read them.
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There's not much to bottomline, haha. Now the fireworks start...
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What unholy curse
Could’ve tainted this universe?

I see murderers roaming the street,
Dirty peasants tending the wheat,
And conniving capitalists cheat.

The pregnant woman begs,
Thrashing in life’s dregs.

The homeless revel in their gin,
Basking in the bar’s garish din;
Willing servants to the desire of their skin.

The prostitutes sing their song:
“To me you now belong.”

Bloodthirsty warriors gloat
As the meek claw at their trash-choked throats;
Lies were all the slanderous author wrote.

Catatonic zealots without the spark of life
Bring praise and glory to the new god, clad in strife.

Trudging listlessly in rag and chain,
Their free will, replaced with pain:
The wretched result of god’s restrictive reins.

In a land full of demons and fiends,
Upon whom may we lean?

There is no God to pray;
No one to keep the fears at bay;
No one else to blame when we become the prey.

Burning crosses
Herald losses,

As the government stands idly by,
Reaping the profit vital in their eyes;
They mock the victim’s earnest cry.

Skyscrapers line like tombstones,
Built upon the righteous one’s bones.

Imposing cathedrals block the sun’s affection,
Filled to the brim with radicals deserving of God’s rejection;
They, too, fell victim to his irresistible injection.

Day by day, Lucifer amasses his wealth
Gleaning from the lowly masses with cunning stealth.

Behind the wall of sleep,
Deep shadows creep,
And the virgin yet weeps.

Even sleep holds no peace
For those seeking release.
System at a Fault, 3: Hades
Part 3 of my System at a Fault series. If you just got here, please consider going back to the starting poem.
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Along with Paradise, this is the other poem that can function as a standalone story.

Here, you see the possible product of allowing tyrannical power to reign free. Though seeking aid from another source seems the best, the results are often no better, if not worse, than what you had before.
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  • Mood: High
  • Listening to: Persona 2: Eternal Punishment OST
  • Reading: John Dies at the End
  • Watching: Whatever horror I can find.
  • Playing: Shin Megami Tensei IV and Devil Survivor
  • Eating: Thick, creamy and fluffy chocolate ice cream drip
  • Drinking: luxuriously down my throat in a magnificent scene.
I have a few fresh ideas swimming up in my head, but overall it's been a very slow process. I've turned to "novelizing" my poems for exercise. I just might consider them good enough to publish. Maybe it'll help hopeful readers understand them better. Maybe, right?

Two stories, a "philosophical" drama about deceit and lies, and a traditional Creepypasta. I'm also redoing System at a Fault; we'll see how that goes, yeah?

Ooh, and I'm doing Shin Megami Tensei IV... on Master mode. I already achieved the Law, Chaos, and Nihilist routes, so all that's left is the nigh-impossible Neutral. That means I'll be braving Beelzebub on Master. One hit kill (probably) Maziodyne and Heaven's Bow, here I come~ Alice just might be my saving grace, haha~

(I still have to challenge the Demiurge and Fiends on Chaos, though. I'm ready for the Fiends, but I gotta be, like, at least level 90~ for Demi, right? I may need that Capote Earring from Matador...)

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Shot out of my mother's clit soon enough ("WHAT YOU THOUGHT WAS YOUR DADDY, WAS NOTHIN' BUT A~♪"), I guess. Took up the pen soon enough, too. ._.

"My sword's big enough as it is. ;D"

If only forging your own universe was as easy as verifying your email. But, hey. I'm here. ._.
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Weirdowithcoffee Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2014
www.youtube.com/watch?v=k_LP4I… "I'M HORNIER THAN RON JEREMY" has made its way into my personal Hall of Fame of favorite song lines.
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Weirdowithcoffee Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2014
Btw, mate, I need some writing advice for two novellas I'm working on. Would be happy if we could talk sometime soon. :)
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Weirdowithcoffee Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2014
Read anything by Junji Ito? You'd like him.
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Weirdowithcoffee Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2014
www.youtube.com/watch?v=AS0HrX…

Ghosts come in the middle of the night and go "boom". c:
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Weirdowithcoffee Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2014
Sorry, Caleb. I was in a really bad fucking mood (only remedied when you came on), so eventually I had enough and just asked Jade to ban me for awhile so I could cool off.

Please, give me your Skype in PM we can talk there, and I'll gladly read what you have made.
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The-Orifice-Oracle Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2014  Student Writer
There's no need for that; I already linked it on your profile wall, yeah? Hope you like.

And NOBODY NEEDS TO KNOW MY FUCKING NAME. c:
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Weirdowithcoffee Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2014
lets fucking talk food
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Weirdowithcoffee Featured By Owner Aug 4, 2014
DUDE. I JUST SAW NIN AND SOUNDGARDEN LIVE.
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The-Orifice-Oracle Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2014  Student Writer
WELL FUCK ME MAN WHERE THE FUCK WAS I?
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Weirdowithcoffee Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2014
Dude, it was awesome. "Sanctified" was the 2nd song they played, and everyone who knows me knows that the bassline of that song travels down to my special place.

And they also played "Eraser"! Which was even more awesome.
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