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Isolation.

I own it, removed from battles of wit and charm…

Escaped the host in my head that feels an inexplicable need to entertain and please those to interact with.
That nagging need not only to be enjoyable but challenging and pseudo intellectual.
A kiss-ass catering to external influences…  
Free from the need to be accepted.
Instead, accepting bitter loneliness, tasting it’s stiff irony, feeling the cold, quiet metal, down my throat, engulfing my heart, my gut ….   A permanent action, constant flow of emptiness, hollow tears void of growth, dormant energy in motion.  A terminator in liquid metal.

Down this rabbit hole of loneliness, lined in only one mind.

The walls of which tattered with visions of personalities, vehicles of lost souls.  Each one fully criticized, evaluated and deemed not ever me.  Memories of individual attempts at truth with foundations built in transparent facades comically clowned up with commercial paint, made-up as myself with smiles spilled on.  Cracking images aging like cave paintings…   Drawn in finger paint.  Insecure, fearful tools plotting away with the limits of not knowing any truth, any love … fools.  Trying desperately to define faith, to live faith, hope as a nucleus that love is this easy 'thing' and abundant !   Ha!

Understanding without truth is the new technological vehicle that is dementing our already tormented souls more than they already were.  Enhancing lives with capitalism, commercialism and superficiality is only a truth when a benefactor of such greed.  Slaves competing like gladiators for morsels leftover from the commercial behemoths. Gnashing down on us pseudo - creative types and spitting us to the curb.

Like the oscillating fan that perpetually spins to nowhere...   It Blows....  

like this...    Hot air.
Isolation.

I own it, removed from battles of wit and charm…

Escaped the host in my head that feels an inexplicable need to entertain and please those to interact with.
That nagging need not only to be enjoyable but challenging and pseudo intellectual.
A kiss-ass catering to external influences…  
Free from the need to be accepted.
Instead, accepting bitter loneliness, tasting it’s stiff irony, feeling the cold, quiet metal, down my throat, engulfing my heart, my gut ….   A permanent action, constant flow of emptiness, hollow tears void of growth, dormant energy in motion.  A terminator in liquid metal.

Down this rabbit hole of loneliness, lined in only one mind.

The walls of which tattered with visions of personalities, vehicles of lost souls.  Each one fully criticized, evaluated and deemed not ever me.  Memories of individual attempts at truth with foundations built in transparent facades comically clowned up with commercial paint, made-up as myself with smiles spilled on.  Cracking images aging like cave paintings…   Drawn in finger paint.  Insecure, fearful tools plotting away with the limits of not knowing any truth, any love … fools.  Trying desperately to define faith, to live faith, hope as a nucleus that love is this easy 'thing' and abundant !   Ha!

Understanding without truth is the new technological vehicle that is dementing our already tormented souls more than they already were.  Enhancing lives with capitalism, commercialism and superficiality is only a truth when a benefactor of such greed.  Slaves competing like gladiators for morsels leftover from the commercial behemoths. Gnashing down on us pseudo - creative types and spitting us to the curb.

Like the oscillating fan that perpetual spins to nowhere...   It Blows....  

like this...    Hot air.
Escaping DRAMA

Practicality...  
Attempting to live a stream-lined existence free of people caught up in superficiality. How much simpler does it need to be?  Primary objectives being: Health, Contentment/Peace of Mind and proper, moderate balance.  Acting and reacting to mental illness without being able to speak freely.  Knowing your opinion and input is a threat and meaningless, psychological warfare a constant pressure to oppress,oppression.

Brutal, exploitative,oppression used to keep the fish of energy on the line...  Don't ever reel that fish in to put it out of it's misery...  Don't bring it in to filet properly and extinguish that energy through the proper digestive tract...  once and for all...   We must keep precious alive for that slow draining energy is much more sustenance over a vast period of time, eternity.  Certainly don't reel in that slimy, wiggly phallus to nurture and respect... even if it were decided to keep it as a pet in a tank...    Oh the thrill of watching that thing struggle, in control, helpless .... Watch the Drama as you flounder you cuckold beast .... Torture?  WHAT !?!  How Dare You ! After everything our family has done for Us and You !  How do you not feel SHAME to allow such thoughts ?  When our family married into money that WORK to do that should be RESPECTED beyond any idea of common sense you may have !   Common Sense ? F*ck THAT !  Condition yourself to Oversee that completely in Lieu of DRAMA you disrespectful ingrate !  What the HELL has all this narcissism been teaching you anyway!  

Fight when we tell you, you crappy porpoise, this is the point of the harpoon of Drama!.. To shake up your weak ass for our superficial thrill. We need severe DRAMA to feel alive...  those brief stints of harmony that conflict resolves into is not our game.  Conflict with you, the  'better' half....  you can't submerge yourself from that, keep floundering where we can see that you're tangled in our line.  It's a million pound test, don't even bother trying to escape... do yourself a favor and just breathe, use ALL your meditative techniques to keep our precious energy charged adequately.  Stay fit for you are the one they call the 'Spaniard'...  there is no escape, fight to survive for the benefit of our well-being.
Practicality...   Attempting to live a stream-lined existence free of people caught up in superficiality.  How much simpler does it need to be?  Primary objectives being: Health, Contentment/Peace of Mind and proper, moderate balance.  Acting and reacting to mental illness without being able to speak freely.  Knowing your opinion and input is a threat and meaningless, psychological warfare a constant pressure to oppress,oppression.  Brutal, exploitative,oppression used to keep the fish of energy on the line...  Don't ever reel that fish in to put it out of it's misery...  Don't bring it in to filet properly and extinguish that energy through the proper digestive tract...  once and for all...   We must keep precious alive for that slow draining energy is much more sustenance over a vast period of time, eternity.  Certainly don't reel in that slimy,wiggly phallus to nurture and respect... even if it were decided to keep it as a pet in a tank...    Oh the thrill of watching that thing struggle,in control, helpless ....   Watch the Drama as you flounder you cuckold beast ....  Torture?  WHAT !?!  How Dare You ! After everything me and my family has done for Us and You !  How do you not feel SHAME to allow such thoughts ?  When MY family married into money that WORK to do that should be RESPECTED beyond any idea of common sense you may have !   Common Sense ? F*ck THAT !  Condition yourself to Oversee that completely in Lieu of DRAMA you disrespectful ingrate !  What the HELL has all this narcissism been teaching you anyway!  Fight when we tell you, you crappy porpoise,this is the point of the harpoon of Drama!.. To shake up your weak ass for our superficial thrill.We need severe DRAMA to feel alive...  those brief stints of harmony that conflict resolves into is not our game.  Conflict with you, the  'better' half....  you can't submerge yourself from that, keep floundering where we can see that you're tangled in our line.  It's a million pound test, don't even bother trying to escape...   do yourself a favor and just breathe, use ALL your meditative techniques to keep our precious energy charged adequately.  Stay fit for you are the one they call the 'Spaniard'...  there is no escape, fight to survive for the benefit of our well-being.

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born to parents that knew no better... discovering the mental in-capacities of man, especially those within myself... 'self' being a hodgepodge of lonely ideas and a feeble, contrived identity that thwarts off insecurities... but not really ... just an incredibly lonely dude trying his best to stay confident enough to cling to an idea of sanity... wrestling with ego and levels of consciousness...
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