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Solace
05:20
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in this cavern of your remains I urge you to dwell no longer. along the skull's inner plate, etch your favourite memory: it will outlast earth and bone, shimmering among countless others. Become one with them (vast and brilliant) and learn your true name. liberated from affliction, screaming colour back into the world. bend not in grief, but rejoice in our ascension. when the sky opens our fear will be gone.
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Paroxysm
06:19
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time has been a womb in the quarry of your eyes (carving a tomb with a blade fashioned from your sighs). meticulous, digging through pupil with cataract intent. dissent in your senses, perception demented, detrimental paroxysms cemented into mental processes. presenting half-digested concepts in an attempt to conceal your irrelevance. indignant, oblivious to the labor required when building a dream. your vision has become malign. we have witnessed the decay. shudder at the corpses that walk in the (light of) day. stay away. suffocated by incompletion's stench. drenched in a miasma, turning our backs with indifference, nothing will ever infect us again.
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January
06:18
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shivering as frost bites my spine. trying to shrug off 40 reasons to give up on a cold, January night: they howl in my ears, dull the sound of passing traffic; hungrily sink into my raw, bruised fireaforearm; invade my body with a thousand piercing eyes. learning to bear the thought of crowded streets and eye contact with strangers. crafting an alembic to distill the will to regenerate. this body has denatured and must become a catalyst to save my life. the feeling is gone. I have lost my nerve(s). I did not expect to live this long. clinging to warmth. the feeling is gone. I am grateful to have lived this long.
clinging to warmth on a January night.
the feeling is gone.
I am grateful to be alive.
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Deluge
06:15
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floating further away with resolve. abandon these walls, there is just the sky and empty halls that you wander alone. this room is all you know, and your bed, and neither shed a single stroke of comfort anymore. a torrential downpour soaks into your brain. instances fade like old polaroids. unable to discern even one cohesive face. it's rained in here for days and years. the sky turned grey and is falling to pieces. an ocean between us, now. on an island of scattered words I excavate the shore, gather sand from all our brightest days; send it to you in bottles that drift in the tide. dive out of your skin. this house you once lived in has fully submerged. it was never your home. leave it to drown.
brave the storm, sail to a place you can call your own.
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Chimera
05:28
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dreams recall a city of salt; its buildings glimmer strangely while bathing in moonlight. fog from your breath obscures a silhouette. every step is heavy with dread. sweat leaves footprints on the pavement. a residue of regret. the being comes closer. an unsettling gait. eyes that flicker in the dark. it is not human. you can see three horrid faces. haunted by familiarity, you have been here before and return each night for it to drain more life from you. its mouths are open, pouring salt to sting your wounds. they will never heal until you escape this place. reclaim the decades lost to a fear that is now more real than you. banish this mirage. tying knots in its esophagus. it sputters clumps of melting hair. banish this mirage. white-knuckled in a stranglehold. fingers splinter from the force. banish this mirage. your neck is sore. winter morning cough. banish this mirage.
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Vibrancy
03:27
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dendrites form a space we fill with sparks of life. faintly emanating halos in the dark (like phosphenes or clouds of swirling fireflies). they quiver on our breath.
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Dopamine
04:27
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numb and detached after years of seeking shelter from this storm. pleading for the strength to expire. manic depression dismantles and abandons every ambition. teeth rot in steady synchronicity. pill-coloured smiles drag me through each exhausting day. jittering jaws devour the heart that throbs within this cage of pale, exposed ribs; replaced by a blithering loss. It gnashes Its teeth and gnaws at the back of my head, forming scabs from the past to be scratched off --
consumed by the swarming thoughts that crawl in an incessant hive of disgust. I trudge into the strange darkness of tomorrow. will the clouds part to illuminate a renewed purpose? or instil me with quietude?
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Helianthus
06:18
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Elysian fields bathed in gentle hues of yellow and green are reflecting vividly behind eyes shut tight. an entire existence dedicated to prepare for this excursion beyond the self. visage embraced by a mask of woven cloth. in the fabric's ancient palate a reticent tongue explores the taste of rebirth. a ritual to moult this weathered shell. mortal clay loses shape (features cascade); sediment serves as soil to nurture seeds. walking through helianthus fields. consciousness retained in roots and leaves. a ritual to prepare for this excursion beyond the self. explore the taste of rebirth. discover the colour of your dreams. return to primordial days.
the mind outlives the body. wake to these helianthus fields. the mind outlives the body. facing east, waiting for the dawn.
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Consequents Ottawa, Ontario
Alternative-Metal from Ottawa, Ontario, CANADA
EST. 2016
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The Consequents are:
Mathew Brisebois - Vocals/Guitar
Danae Tsikouras - Drums
Anthony Sato - Guitars
Giordano DiSalvo - Bass
Andrew Botros - Sound Crew
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