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Zero. Zero. Zero. Once I forgot, but never again. I shall start over upon reaching ten. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. I Remember. Create your future, and move. That is all.
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...life, what is it but a dream?
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Angels come and demons go; by and by. Across this stage we shall partake; eye to eye. The wings and flames as she creates; side by side. Her return. Angels fly and demons run; as we die. She comes apart to one and one; do not cry. Just one will fade and crawl away; say goodbye. She said... Will you stand and will you fight; by my side? Will you soar and burn all light; as we fly? Will you bear witness tonight? Hear my cry... I am not!
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All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream. Is all that we see or seem but a dream within a dream? E.A. Poe (1849)
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The Naught (Part V: End)
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I've stood with love at the edge of doom. I've looked at tempests whilst never shaken. I am not time's fool, I am a fixed mark. I've passed the choice of all weeping now. I've gleaned beauty with mad mad eyes. I am not dreaming, Ophelia walks with me. I've been haunted; been the phantom. Questioned days gone gone by. I am not ending, I am breathing. I am the naught, nevermore. You've seen me forced across a thin veil. Seen me trapped, silent, of no voice. You are not in fear, for I willed my return. You watched me stop and come apart. You watched me feed, on the weaker me. You are not crying, along you said, goodbye. You've seen angels come witness my rise. You've seen demons run to gaze in my eyes. You are not insane, oh how we burn and fly. You are the naught, nevermore. We've lived two sides of a shattered instant. We've found ourselves almost matched in time. We are not astray, we are passing by. We've gone on, two opposite sides. We've pined the past, were lost in time. We are not too late, the master sustains. We've known the time, forseen this task. We've come to now, rise to become. We are not a dream, yet nevermore. We are the naught, nevermore.
I said. Move. Copy your master. Master your copy. Inspire it Require it Desire it. Escape, Escape the chasm. Create, Create your future. And move.
I am not. You are not. We are not. I Said, Will You. I Said, Nevermore.
I am.
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Sonic Parlor Los Angeles, California
Sonic•Parlor is a self expressed conceptual entity who is focused on the creation of albums of
speculative
fictional concept music ranging from:Alternative, Experimental,
Electronic, Musique Concrète, Art Punk, and Neo Folk. Sonic•Parlor welcomes you to the elaborate stories of the Vespinae, the Toci, The Clerics, The Warden & The Watchers, and the daring residents of Ballaärat.
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