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FOOD FOR THOUGHT.

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Hello my name is: Icicle Audacity. All I see are ghxsts. I'm the misguided stride for self improvement - a sadistic, futuristic machine. A hollow cold emitted through vibrant lights, it’s a warm as wool winter but I’ve got a chill I can’t shake. This is what I am & I think I’m fine in my own misguidance. My bones are frozen, my marrow has turned to ice - my body is just a body, a corpse without a head. I'm just a vessel & my brain has long been dead.

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Category Archives: THOUGHT

Case of the Monday’s

“I think that sometimes love gets in the way of itself – you know, love interrupts itself. We want things so much that we sabotage them.” You can let some things bleed completely dry. There used to be. . .There always used to be this excitement like what would it be like to create something, […]

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chemical burns

I am a live thread in a dead world I am Jack’s cold sweat. I am Jack’s complete lack of surprise I am Jack’s smirking revenge. I am Jack’s broken heart I am a drop of water traversing the surface of an icicle. I am consequence. I am the abandoned child of purpose.

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SLEEPWALKING

Barcelona, Spain. 03/13 – ghxsts.com True forgiveness is for the forgiver — true harm is that which can not be released. Try. When love and selfishness find themselves against their nature as one, the damage done can not be fixed by anyone but the victim, who must decide to live again. Seek love where selfishness can not find it […]

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house of wolves

Shit. I haven’t posted in 7 months. Maybe that’s why I’m going insane.

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Vi veri universum vivus vici

When all these paths dissolve & we drop inwards into convalescence, we’ll rain everything into this emptiness & I’ll find you again for the first time, fingers touching like sunbeams that have traveled the universe to find it ends where it begins. I’m confronted by feelings familiar, a word too often granted sympathy & seek refuge in the bliss of distractions that pierce the mind & drain […]

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NOITA CI DEDFOEK ASEHTR OF

“For the sake of dedication” I tilt my head back and celebrate through lamentation all things past and to pass – it sounds like wailing to my ears and it feels like laughter. Cut in two by a brilliant light around which the universe also turns, I feel everything draw back like the hand of a […]

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everyday’s forecast

“Searching for a pillar of strength in a confusing world. Your eyes tell me all I need to know, you’re reaching out for warmth in the cold. You try to lose yourself in someone else, but even in a crowded room you’ll always feel so alone. But there’s beauty in these moments that we spent […]

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01.22.12 – The day no one needed to know

Too often, man is forwards looking before he learns to see his past is beautiful. I’ve slowly separated from the now like roots withdrawing from the soil; the sun buzzes like an old fluorescent bulb overhead and its pale light makes me ache for depth and shadows. Too early I’ve reached the eventually when complexity abandons everyone and simplicity starts […]

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Thе walls hаd grown familiar tо him. Hе lived іn thіѕ place. White, bleached lооkіng walls wіth аn incomplete paint job revealing they’d taped thе corners аnd creases but nеvеr hand-painted thеm whеn done. A pumped оut piece оf work fоr аn assembly line оf souls tо live іn cheaply, but ѕtіll over-priced. Hе sipped […]

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people watching

“If you’re losing your soul and you know it, then you’ve still got a soul left to lose” Denial is my only freedom & I’m roaming far from here. I could build you a place of grandeur and elegance where the victorian windows display the sunlight kindly, the sea below roaring beneath us a twisting string of pain & betrayal. Jagged […]

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The captain is out to lunch and the sailors have taken over the ship

Respect became a serpent – the master of each breath yet with every gift tightening its hold until the world turned the gray of ambition.  A fire runs through these veins, infection springing like sunrise from a wound that we’ve lost sight of. Answers without questions and predetermined outcomes coat the ground like snow. Out my window I hear connections; like an apparition taking familiar shape, like the […]

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time taught me how to see every second as heaven even though they’re perfectly disguised as hell

“When I first got into magic, it was an underground phenomenon. Now everybody’s like, “Pick a card, any card.”” Listening to echoes that have journeyed to the start and back and fill me with visions like sonar through time. Memories you find littering the path before you, proving for a moment you are walking in circles. But second chances are always a blessing, and this time […]

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