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Abstraction of Time

by Virion

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Dear Claudia I’m sorry, I know I don’t write you since years but you’re the only one who knows my soul I need you to come and help me as soon as you read this, please I’ve been haunted the last months by a witch in cat’s form Yes, like that naïve belief of ancient times I read in a dark book, that all black cats are witches disguised I know it sounds crazy but due to the circumstances I dare to say it is true Everything started three months ago, when I woke up from a terrible nightmare and there it was the cat, staring at me through the window, then it run away I really need you to believe I didn’t have any nightmare since I was a kid Since that every Tuesday night I dream something formless follows me Every time I wake up is that cat’s form witch staring at me Sometimes I hear her laughing while I sleep I know she wants me and I feel her closer I see shadows that follow me to my house Shadows that wait for me at the outside of the door Please you must believe me It did hurt when she took my arm She’s cold, her nails scratch my skin I hope you come before she does
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After everything turned off and the lights went out I woke up in a dream in which I was held in a desert land At my left there was a little girl, happily playing with a doll, and at my right there was an old man starving I had an apple and only could approach to one of them I chose to give the apple to the little girl, then I heard the thunderous ring of the bell And everything went away again, more painfully than before I woke up again in front of a huge door with astonishing craves all around it But it was totally closed to me The cold arms held me again and brought me back away from the wonderful door as the bell danced This time everything was much more painful, and after every lost light came back to my sight I woke up in a new dream Much more real than the previous and quite longer, as much as I couldn’t wake up yet
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There was an entity, one of the most ancient entity ever conceived An entity that became one with the Primordial Waters An entity without name, without form Sometimes it was like a ray of light Brighter than sunshine, warmer than fire Flying, or swimming, this entity came to a blue planet resting in a young galaxy. There existed a primitive life-form, and this formless entity poured the life’s dust all over these beings, then started evolving Then were formed a lot of new beings, pure and beautiful There were many and this living planet was perfect, until the ‘human’ One day, in a dark age, this ‘human’ noticed the existence of this silent protector and they gave it a name As this millenary entity slowly died the ‘human’ promised keeping this planet as beautiful as it was in the beginning The entity trusted the beloved planet to this being, giving it to them as a gift and then undertook its trip Back to the nebula that conceived it, to put an end to its life’s cycle, trusting in the promise of ‘human’ To sleep for an eternity until its new cycle starts, and when turns young will visit its blue beloved planet To see how the ’human’ has fulfilled the promise, but now it’s time to sleep, time to die It is time to rest in the endless depths of the darkness of space
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The Dream 02:57
Bound to a dark abyss, without any way of coming back In this noxious and fatal place, where dying souls take life just to die once again. Place that sometimes looks like a huge garden of green It’s designated to me a tepid room with a pale cadaver on it, rotting, resting, and from his wide open eyes escapes a glance, a glance spectral and cold I’m introduced to the Black Man, who invites me to the gambling hall; flooded in darkness and filthy delights Where hearts are eaten, endlessly I’m here, away from the light, seeking for the exit of this fright tunnel that, without death, holds me submerged among its flames
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I know I’m not the best father For my child’s birth I wasn’t with my wife, I started to drive to the hospital a bit drunk In some point of a wood I lost the road, I got lost, and parked outside a small cottage in the middle of the forest to ask for some indications I knocked at the door a few times and nobody answered, there was light so I started to get a bit anxious I opened the door and came in and saw an old woman sat in a chair right in from of the door With her eyes wide open staring at my entrance, she didn’t look alive I apologized for the irruption but she didn’t move a single muscle I approached to her to see if she was alive and she suddenly took my arm with her cold hand and whispered to my ear with a sepulchral voice something today I think it was: “Tuhu’ Karáhá Sáráháta Muntuu Háátá” I fled myself from the cadaverous hand and left the cottage as quick as I could, took my car and just drove outta the wood When I got to the hospital my wife had died after bearing my beautiful child When my son was six we went to a library where I found some books of an ancient culture that turned on my curiosity for some rare thing, it was a casualty that I found the same phrase the old woman whispered at me It took me a few weeks to distinguish it, and a few months match the things but, as we could translate to proper English the phrase it is something like: “Your seed will bring the end to this world”
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Visitation 04:40
- Where is he who took care of this place? - I don’t know. Maybe he died or just run away I still recognize some things over here, as I advance through the streets turned to ashes by the fire of Time Going with he who laughs and he who mourns we can recognize “them” too, now mere shadows, ghosts At the end of some streets we think hearing some old conversations It’s sad to see how a world ended so young, a world that once was so beautiful, even for us that long time ago stopped feeling the flesh and bone covering our souls We arrived, finally, to the place where once my house was. I came here to see her but here’s just a hole in the ground without a perceptible bottom, millions of feathers and bubbles float all through the chocking air but… She’s not here
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There was a cloudy sky The light wasn’t that bright enough to light the house I was there, a dirty and rotting house, with two women and an old man There were bugs in the floor and walls Something crawling in the corner where the sun didn’t reach, something like a centipede crawling in the humid floor In some point of the night I went out searching something I don’t even remember what it was After walking for a few minutes I found a fly that flew over me, surrounding me like, like talking to me with its buzz And I understood its language, even we could communicate between The fly flew rarely, sometimes it stopped the flight in the middle, sometimes went faster, sometimes slower It had something that made me think this wasn’t from these planetary laws Sometimes it seemed to be bigger than me Sometimes it was smaller Sometimes I saw through its eyes and I felt how the fly saw through me Suddenly it disappeared and I was in front of the house At the garden there were three holes in the ground I came into the house and the old man had killed one woman and the centipede, and told me I had to bury them in the holes of the garden, plus a third object that I can’t remember I buried, without any thought of doubt, every three things at the garden and then went inside the house again with the man and the woman left whose now seemed to be my friends or family They smiled to me even when I started to feel the knife slicing my skin
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Curator 02:22
My father’s name was Vasily, he was what I understand as a “curator” With some kind of magic or science he was able to heal every people in the village He was some kind of philanthropist, he loved people and trusted them Some nights I heard things in the house, I was too young to notice but, thinking about it today I can clearly remember the conversations My father was followed by some sort of evil demoniac entity, they neither could speak its name because “the book” said it was forbidden This entity only felt the power of my father so, as long as he didn’t use it the entity wouldn’t find him, then my parent went to an agreement that he would never again use his powers But the destiny enjoys playing with the desperate and the needed My mother got cancer And it was detected too late to do something That night my father looked at me with the end of the world and collision of stars within his eyes He was full of joy, my mother was going to live many years but that “Good night, son” was a knife in the chest for we both About at 3 am I woke up because a window was shattered in the room of my parents Words impossible to be described were cried out and then the sound of the bestial slaughter for a few seconds left the way to the funeral silence in the whole house
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The love he once felt for her died when he knew she was meeting another man His mind couldn’t go further, he became completely mad, but kept calm Her life was sentenced, the depression growing inside this man and all the hate flowing through his body was enough to kill the good and tender man he once was. Now only death was in his mind One day he couldn’t resist all the shit inside his head and cut her neck and split all the coagulating love. He carried her to the bathroom, there he bathed her, and he drained her. He put the cold body inside bags and kept it inside the cabinet. He had to wait for three days for this nightmare could go away with the garbage For the mission’s success this man thought that calling at her cellphone was a good idea to show his worry. The warning was given to the police, this man told that they broke with the relationship and then he never saw her again, he phoned and phoned and she never answered But once she did… This man had his ear posted to the cellphone, shocked, but it was heard just a rare noise, gruff, rough, as somebody talking but indescribable The man run to his house but didn’t find the body, then his phone rang, it was her but the coward didn’t answer and run away from the house as fast as he could He rendered himself to the police, thinking that within a jail he was going to be safe, safe of this nightmare that breathes his name This nightmare that nobody knows where the hell is hidden but sometimes this man can feel it, feels it breathing at his nape Oh! He thought he was going to be safe
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Why am I here? I miss the fresh and pure flesh of the innocents. Is that my sin? Wasn’t the Lord who said we must let children come to us? There’s a woman who tortures my faithful body She puts sticks inside me, knives within my mouth I don’t know what she really wants from me She’s a sad soul, lost from the Shepherd. I know it I hope she can find the way back to Him The children are for me, they were sent to me I don’t repent. They are for me and within me exists no sin Why am I here? I miss the fresh and pure flesh of the innocents. Is that my sin? Wasn’t the Lord who said we must let children come to us? Oh! I hope my death comes soon. I know that is what this woman wants from me and my covenant is already done with the Omnipotent I know in heaven is waiting for me the prize of this life, a life for the Lord This could be just a week but time here runs so slowly, so painfully, but I can feel closer the warm embrace of the Lord, my Mother is taking me on her arms My time has come, I see an empty light… This has no sense but I can hear the voice of my Father He knows my name and life. My body cannot bleed anymore, my eyes are dry and my mind is clean… The warmth of God is running away from me, I don’t know why all that cold is but there’s only one thing I can say: Amen
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We were so happy Things worked out better than we have planned Capital from boy, woman and man We're like ink and paper Numbers on a calculator Knew arithmetic so well Working overtime Completed what was assigned We had to multiply ourselves A bouncing little baby A shiny copper penny And he spent himself Would not listen to us But when he lost his appetite He lost his weight and friends Baby became a fat nickel so fast Then came puberty Exponentially Soon our boy became a million People loved him so And helped him to grow Everyone knew the thing that was best Of course, he must invest A penny won't do But he made us proud He made us rich But how were we to know He's counterfeit Now everything's ruined

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released September 27, 2018

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